She has never seen a man who looks better than him. Even Chu Shaoyang has been compared by him.

But his eyebrows were locked, and there was a sadness between his eyebrows that made her want to reach out and smooth his eyebrows.

His eyes did not blink to look at her, eyes complex, there are a lot of emotions she can not understand, such as affectionate and painful staring at her.

She has always been the best at reading emotions from other people's eyes, but in the face of this handsome man's eyes, her heart beat faster and her mouth was dry, and her mind suddenly turned into a blank.

"Ning'er, I am your husband."

He said quietly.

A buzz in her ear.

"You What's the name? " She murmured, with a splitting headache, as if thinking of something, but nothing.

"Mochuan." He said two words calmly.

Her headache is getting worse.

"No, you are not my husband. I have never heard your name. My husband is Chu..."

She shook her head and denied what he said. She wanted to say that my husband was Chu Shaoyang, but before she could say the word "Shaoyang", she had already covered her mouth.

He looked at her with dangerous eyes and said in a cold voice, "don't say that man's name. Your husband is me. My name is mochuan." He said it word for word.

Mochuan? Mochuan!

The two words seemed to merge into a huge torrent, rumbling in her ears.

She frowned, pressed her forehead hard, and murmured in her mouth:

"who is mochuan? I haven't heard the name, I don't know you... "

She had never heard of the name, but she did not know why. She felt that the name was so familiar that it seemed to have been imprinted in her heart. She felt that she should recognize him, but she could not remember it.

It was so ironic that her memory had reached such a level that she could not remember it?

His face and his name gave her a very familiar feeling, as if she had seen countless times in her dream, but this was clearly the first time she saw him, and also the first time she dreamed of him!

"Think about it, don't you really remember me?"

The man named Mo Chuan showed pain in his eyes, and her heart was torn up.

She tried to think, and the more she thought about it, the more she had a headache.

"Mo Chuan, Mo Chuan, Mo Chuan..." She whispered his name, frowning tightly, tossing and turning on the pillow, but could not wake up from the dream.

This man named Mo Chuan continues to haunt her in her dream.

Chu Shaoyang's muscles all over his body suddenly tightened. He seemed to be in a daze, staring at her in front of him.

She did not wake up, frowning and murmuring, apparently dreaming.

But her lips light open, spit out a few vague words, but Chu Shaoyang can hear clearly, she keeps repeating the two words, it is mo Chuan!

His eyes suddenly froze into ice, his thin lips pressed tightly, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Damn it!

Did she really remember that? Why did she call that man's name in her dream? Why?

Great fear enveloped his whole body and mind, and made him tremble involuntarily.

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