Ye Fei's eyes gradually softened. She always knew that happiness is not easy. She not only needs to cherish, but also needs to protect, because there is always wind and rain in the world, and there is always danger in people's hearts.

So, if he gets lost, she will take him home, like he did when he held her hand countless times, like he saved her in danger.

Eyelashes tremble, ye Fei slowly withdrew her eyes, and her plain hands gradually tightened.

Su Mohan is her, no one can destroy her happiness!

The car slowly stops in front of the hotel. The hotel is not big. Compared with the dazzling Imperial Hotel not far away, it seems a little too ordinary here.

Ye Fei long breath, then with Chu Zheng on the hotel elevator.

The number of words on the elevator is constantly changing, but ye Fei's hands and feet are getting colder and colder.

The elevator wall reflected her figure, you can see that her face a little white.

Without giving her more time to prepare, the elevator door has been opened with a Ding Dong sound. Chu Zheng turns her head and looks at her anxiously. She can't help but whisper, "why don't we come back at another time?"

Ye Fei walked out of the elevator door, gently shook her head, looked at the number in front of her, and then walked toward room 1888.

The floor of the corridor was covered with red carpet, and every foot felt soft and weak.

But even so, she was still determined to go, and finally stopped in front of the dazzling door.

Ye Fei stares at the number 1888 number on the top, and doesn't knock at the door in a hurry, because she doesn't know what she will see after the door opens. Is it two people entangled? Or a warm whisper? Or

The picture in the brain constantly flickers and changes, and finally turns into a paste, becoming hazy.

Ye Fei shakes her head, simply does not want to think, long breath, finally raised her hand to knock on the door.

The sound is very clear.

After a while, there was no reaction in the room. Ye Fei increased her strength and knocked again.

There was a constant knock on the door in the corridor until five minutes later, the door was suddenly opened from the inside: "there is no end..."

Jin Yuwei was wearing a Pink Damask nightdress, walking with wind. When she opened the door, her eyes fell on the faces of Ye Fei and Chu Zheng. Her face, which was very impatient, turned into a sneer: "Oh, how come you come here at night? It's really bad and good."

Listen to her careless words, ye Fei's heart can't restrain again a few minutes.

Good thing?

What good can happen in the middle of the night?

Ye Fei's eyes fall on Jin Yuwei's pajamas. The gorgeous pink brocade is a sling with a low chest. On the outside is a robe without a tie, embroidered with large red and yellow peonies. It is extremely gorgeous.

When she noticed her gaze, Jin Yuwei leaned against the door with her arms in her arms, and then brought up a gust of fragrance: "what's the matter? Why are you here? "

Ye Fei forced herself to take back her eyes and no longer pay attention to what Jin Yuwei was wearing. She said softly, "what about Su Mo Han?"

"What do you want him to do with me?" Jin Yuwei looks at Ye Fei contemptuously and seems to appreciate her pale face at the moment.

"I know he's in there." Ye Fei spoke again.

"So what?" Jin Yuwei is dismissive.

Ye Fei raised her eyes and said slowly, "Jin Yuwei, he is just amnesia, and you can stay with him now only proves that you are a weak person who takes advantage of the opportunity to enter. However, don't forget that he will not fall in love with you when he has no amnesia. Now even if he is amnesia, he will not love you either."