Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Su Yunyong's mind buzzed, and a large blank space made him a little dizzy.

Tears fell uncontrollably.

The last time I shed tears was when I saw her and Yuejie appear together at Sujia, my heart was too uncomfortable.

"You are not married yet, I have to wait for you, in case you turn your head and see me one day." Su Yunyong smiled reluctantly, but he still wanted to say this with a smile.

Ruan Xihe didn't say anything, and sat with Su Yunyong in silence for a while, and the two went out.

Lu Shenxing definitely couldn't wait for Ruan Xihe, because Ruan Xihe took a taxi home and drove a low-key car to Ziyuan.

I have been delayed for several days recently. I thought it would be good to go to see Damei the next day, but it has been delayed until now.

When the nanny aunt reported to Ruan Xihe, Ruan Xihe nodded and had a good meal.

When he walked in, he was still wearing the last robe.

Ruan Xihe frowned.

But Da Meili didn't avoid her today, but didn't react much, so she sat on the bed blankly.

"What kind of clothes you like, you can't just wear this one." Ruan Xihe said.

He moved his mouth and subconsciously wanted to say that he had washed this robe, and he hadn't been wearing it all the time, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Ruan Xihe walked over, keeping a certain distance: "What's your name?"

The man looked up at her, and was silent for a long time, with slightly longer hair covering his eyes.

Just when Ruan Xihe thought he would never answer to himself again, he said, "I don't know."

"Amnesia? Don't remember?" Ruan Xihe leaned on the single leather sofa in front of the bed and looked at him inquiringly.

"Yeah." He hummed softly.

"That's if I let you go, you have nowhere to go," Ruan Xihe said.

The man sat quietly without speaking.

But Ruan Xihe could see a trace of bewilderment from his expression at the moment.

Ruan Xihe did not leave after dinner.

I could see that this man was a little unnatural, and he was probably still afraid of what Ruan Xihe would do to him.

So instead of going in the master bedroom, he just watched TV in the living room for a while and then went to sleep in the second bedroom.

While the man breathed a sigh of relief, a slight sense of loss flashed in his heart.

Ruan Xi and this will be dealing with Fan Qingtong in the room.

This guy is really active in making calls. Due to that task, she has to answer Fan Qingtong's calls every time, which is actually quite exhausting.

It was too difficult, Yue Jie was so difficult before he came back. If Yue Jie came back, it would be exciting to think about it.

The most fearful thing is that these two people collided. She hadn't answered Yue Jie's phone before, and her attitude was not very enthusiastic recently. He probably could detect a little bit, after all, Yue Jie's instinct was too accurate.

"It's quite early in the evening," Fan Qingtong said.

"I didn't go out with Sister Wen at night, it was relatively early." Ruan Xihe said.

"You are not at Xiyue Terrace."

"Yes, in another house." Ruan Xihe leaned against the head of the bed.

"Look at your new house." Fan Qingtong said casually.

Damei is still in the master bedroom, this must not appear.

"Let's see it tomorrow, I'm in bed, I don't want to move." Ruan Xihe said.

He didn't think much about it.

"I miss you, do you miss me?" Fan Qingtong asked.

"Yes." Ruan Xihe smiled gently, looking at him intently and affectionately.

"Then I will come to see you in a few days." Fan Qingtong pondered to develop business in Shenzhen.

Ruan Xihe: ...Huh? ! #%@℃!艹

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