Jiang Lingfeng and Wenwen live in the village for the time being.
Chuxiaomo went out in the afternoon and didn't come back until evening.
At night, in the house, Wen ruoqing has a headache looking at the love between the husband and wife.
Jiang Lingfeng has schizophrenia.
Chu Xiaomo speculates that it may be related to his repeated erasure of memory.
It seems that after taking Jiang Lingfeng back to the family, duomolin detoxified her, but in order not to let him leave, she helped him erase his original memory again.
Therefore, when she saw him twice, he looked like a different person. He didn't know them at all. He only had duomolin in his eyes.
Domolin is a woman. She really doesn't know what to do with her.
Very selfish.
"We'll thank you for saving our health, Miss warm."
Jiang Lingfeng and others warm fed the small milk bag, turned to Wen ruoqing and greeted her with a smile.
Wen ruoqing's Apricot eyes twinkled, "do you want to go back? Don't worry. You finally came to the north, so you can be a tourist. I'll show you around when sister warm is out of the moon."
Jiang Lingfeng is ill. Chu Xiaomo is helping him develop drugs.
It will take him at least half a year to return to normal.
She was wondering whether to tell the couple about it.
Jiang Lingfeng didn't speak, but smiled at Wen ruoqing without comment.
Warm lying in bed, smiled and said, "husband, Xinger girl is our life-saving benefactor. We need to listen to what she said."
Jiang Lingfeng looked warm, nodded and smiled, "OK, listen to you."
"I want you to listen to miss Xinger. Why do you listen to me?"
"You're my wife. You're what you say."
"Cough, don't be numb. I'm laughed at by Miss Xinger."
“......”
Looking at their love at this time, Wen ruoqing chuckled and looked teasing.
"Oh, I've got goose bumps all over! I've slipped away. I won't disturb your love between husband and wife. You two have a rest early."
They have been separated for nearly a year. They should have a lot to say and do.
She won't make light bulbs!
With a warm smile, he withdrew from the room with a warm crimson face.
There are only two couples left in the room, and a sleeping little one.
Warm water eyes looked at Jiang Lingfeng softly, and his hands surrounded his strong waist.
"Husband, I miss you so much. I really miss you so much. My heart hurts when I miss you."
Finally touched the real person.
She didn't want to be separated from him for a moment.
"Sorry, warm, I'm sorry."
Jiang Lingfeng hugged her back, kissed her hair, and a trace of love flashed in her eyes.
Even if there is no memory, you can imagine how painful she was during his disappearance.
It hurts.
Jiang Lingfeng straightened the woman in her arms, looked at her thin but still beautiful face, and slowly kissed her red lips
The night is very deep. The husband and wife hug each other and sleep. They smell each other's breath and are peaceful and satisfied.
What broke the silence was the sudden sound of the piano.
Sometimes sad, sometimes passionate, let people's mood rise and fall.
Wen ruoqing, who was sleeping in the room, woke up suddenly. Listening to the strange sound of the piano, he almost scolded his mother.
Who is it?
In the middle of the night.
Don't you know she hates being woken up while sleeping?
Wen ruoqing grabbed his hair, got up from bed angrily, put on a dress and went out, ready to see which annoying ghost was showing off in the middle of the night.