"Well..."
Leaning on him habitually, Feng Jingyi relaxed her whole body very easily:
"actually, I don't know, but every time I eat this, I feel very sweet and happy! When I was a child, I was afraid of taking too much bitter medicine. "
"Well, it's the same. I think I will love myself more with this taste. It's more delicious and more comfortable than medicine..."
"I can't say. If I like it, it's not impossible. I don't seem to be so fascinated that I will think about it at a certain moment. But when I eat it, it seems that it's still there!"
In fact, Feng Jingyi doesn't understand why she mutters to herself: common sense analysis is that she shouldn't like it, and the taste of the mouth is not so delicious, but what's strange is that when she puts it in her mouth, she has a wonderful feeling that she can't give up!
Many things are unexplained and unreasonable!
He shook his head and tasted it carefully. Feng Jingyi didn't study it deeply, but the speaker didn't want to hear it. Huo Qingyang's first reaction was to associate her with some strange memories she might have lost.
What kind of unforgettable past did she have with Qi Haiyang? Her missing blank should be related to him! She didn't notice it before, but now Huo Qingyang increasingly feels that someone's influence on her is pervasive. Even if it is completely erased, it will subconsciously affect her preferences, judgments and even choices.
Can imagine, two people's past should be how unusual! I just don't know whether it is her subjective decision or objective passivity to be hypnotized? Unforgettable, not a great joy, it should be a great sorrow!
Since it's erased, isn't it -
she forgot that it's really the best!
It is said that the flowers in the greenhouse are very delicate, but who really knows if the flowers are really delicate if they don't go out of the greenhouse? She is innocent and optimistic. Today, even if Jiaolong is trapped and can't help it, she is still happy! Her ability to adapt and accept is far beyond his imagination, and even refreshes his cognition again and again.
Such her, only bright and beautiful, life with arbitrary, how good!
He took another piece of tangerine peel plum and put it into her hand. Huo Qingyang gently stroked her hair: "if you like, eat more. If you want to eat, please tell me at any time!"
It seems that we have to find a way to solve everything quickly and send her back to Feng's home as soon as possible. We can't let her exist in such an identity any more. Otherwise, it's hard to guarantee that she will be involved and hurt by accidents. If we don't carefully stimulate her to think of something she shouldn't think about again, Huo Qingyang will fulfill his promise and take her out for dinner and stroll in the evening When the night was getting dark, he took her to heaven star. During these days of convalescence, Feng Jingyi's biggest feeling is that Huo Qingyang is extraordinarily good to her. Sometimes she feels unreal and in a trance. It used to be difficult for her to get close to him. Now, without mentioning all kinds of small surprises, he would carry her upstairs and over the steps from time to time. Even if there is no special situation, he would carry her for a while She was so surprised that she wanted to laugh when she thought of it.
In her heart, she likes this kind of enjoyment that comes from intimate little actions, like being carried by her father and brother when she was tired, dirty and unwilling to walk when she was a child. Every time she kicks her calf, she will feel more happy.
Some days later, Feng Jingyi got out of the car at the gate of heaven star. She was still a little excited. After a big step, her wrist was grabbed:
"forget what I said, right?"
Turning back, Feng Jingyi smiles and purses her lips: "I didn't run ~"
the remaining light from the corner of her eyes sweeps their tight arms. Huo Qingyang's every expression seems to be saying: open your eyes and tell lies!
A moment later, Feng Jingyi changed her mouth with a guilty heart: "I don't run, I walk slowly!"
After taking a step forward, Huo Qingyang reached out and took her into his arms. The remaining light from the corner of his eyes instinctively wandered around, and his voice softened: "well, go in ~"
"I haven't been here for a long time, and I miss it very much! In fact, I'm not a person who likes to be lively. On the contrary, I think it's noisy and quiet. So in the past, my father often took my mother with him when he went out on business. It's normal to go for a month. Many times my brother was also there, and I was completely OK when I was alone at home. However, at that time, I would leave the room less often. My home was too big, and I felt empty, but I stayed in my home I can do a lot of things and stay for a long time. But I can't stay for a long time. On a regular basis, I have to go out with my friends to get together, talk and go shopping. Anyway, whatever I do, I just want to be lively! "
"I'm not crazy. I feel a little impulsive now. I've really been at home for a long time! Can I have a cocktail later? I didn't like it before, but I miss it now! I also want to play cards and catch Dolls - "
" well, all right, but drink less ~ "
" OK! "
After all, Huo Qingyang is relaxed even on the first floor where people are mixed up. Feng Jingyi wants to sit at the bar, but he doesn't stop her. He lifts her to a high chair and sits down opposite her. He orders cocktail. They enjoy singing and dancing for a while with the high music and hum unconsciously After two sentences, Feng Jingyi put down her wine glass"I learned a new song. Can I sing it to you?"
Staring at her, Huo Qingyang's face is a little dark, pulling his finger, but Feng Jingyi coquettishly smiles and squints: "just let me sing one, it's not tiaodi, it won't pull the wound, I want to sing it to you, eh?"
"If you know why, why do you ask for it?" On the stage, it is estimated that the bird is out of prison. It's going to disperse!
On the way to the door, she hopped several times and he dragged her many times. When I was at home, I didn't realize that she was so active. I would like to hop three steps down the next step. Which music of nightclub is more exciting?
"Come here, let me sing a song. Look at me, what big moves have I made ~"
along her line of sight, Huo Qingyang glimpses her slim white dress. Today, she is dressed differently than before. Although her makeup is bright and gorgeous, she is wearing a slim multi-layer white gauze skirt, with the design of buttocks and the drooping feeling of flowing water. She grows to the ankle, which is less neat , more elegant, a little bit before her shadow, more beautiful.
With Feng Jingyi's hard and soft rubbing, Huo Qingyang finally nodded