Chapter 1190

"I don't remember." Ji Xing frowned and asked him, "is he someone I used to know?"

Si chengluo sound line is very stable, without the slightest fluctuation change, only way: "you do things, how can I know."

He is sure that Ji Xing must have been in the world before this and arranged many pieces belonging to him, or his younger brother.

That Stuart, should be one of them. When he went to Italy last week, he met the man once and found the clues left by Ji Xing.

He and Jun Shiyan have two sons of bitches who play without him. They come to the world ahead of time and arrange their own forces. They can easily get to the top of their lives. However, they let him wear them out of poverty and start fighting again from the mode of hell. They have to earn everything by themselves.

Ji Xing thought about it carefully, but he still didn't remember which situ Sang was. He just seemed to be a little familiar. Maybe he knew someone before he lost his memory.

In the opposite bedroom, the light is still on. Through the crack of the door, the soft light shines out, and the voice of women can be heard.

Jun Shiyan couldn't sleep. He looked at the opposite direction with a soft look. Is his little girl lying, sitting or lying on the bed?

The little girl's favorite posture is lying on the bed, with her legs up and her little feet swinging, reading the script, or lying on his legs, idly looking at the script.

As an actor, the girl of his family is absolutely professional and qualified.

Ling Sheng is now pillow on Nangong Lengyu's legs, and his clear eyes are looking at her: "Mom, when the second uncle is better, we will call aunt Wen here, and we girls will have a tea party together."

Nangong's cold Jade's long white fingers gently smoothed the mask on her face, and many places were wrinkled.

Ling Sheng nodded with expectation on her face. She got out of bed barefoot and went to song Yiyan sitting on the balcony and sat opposite her.

"What are you doing?" Song Yiyan, with her eyes closed, sits on the hanging chair and meditates. The bright moonlight outside the window casts a soft silver light on her. It seems that she has a sense of fairyland elegance.

"Yan Yan, are you really 100% sure?" Ling Sheng voice pressure very low, some worried looking at her, do not know whether they disturb her.

"I'm not sure. Do you?" Song Yiyan did not open her eyes, her voice was very calm: "since you have found me, just trust me."

What assurance? It was the first time for her to roll up her sleeves and change her life against the weather.

"Will it have any bad effect on you?" Ling Sheng always thinks that she is not quite right, quiet some frightening, let her can not help but began to think.

Song Yiyan sneered, and finally opened an eye slit lazily. She looked at her from the gap and restored her previous arrogance and self-confidence: "Lingsheng, I say you look down on my sister too much. Who can help me with such a small matter?"

She, in fact, has always been a selfish person, but since she met Sheng Sheng and became friends with her, she felt that she could not only care about herself, but also think about herself.

If you change your life against the weather, if you say it has no effect, it will deceive her to play. There must be a backlash. However, it is a little bit of fun for her, and she can still bear it.

"That's good." Ling Sheng said so, the surface is also a relaxed look, but still can not put down in the heart.

Song Yiyan is a person who has been struggling from the bottom of the society. She has always been mean and selfish.

Can treat their own people, has always been heart and lung, second uncle this matter, even if there is great suffering, she will never compromise, not to admit defeat.

She was afraid that she would bear the influence of rescuing the second uncle on her own. If she didn't tell them, she didn't do it once or twice.

Song Yiyan thinks that Lingsheng has not completely recovered her memory. She should not remember what happened before the world. She jumps out of the hanging chair and puts her arm around her shoulder. The elder sister and sister walk inside with relaxed and happy tone: "I've gone. I've gone to sleep. I've got enough energy. I'll see my second uncle tomorrow."

As soon as they got into the room, they saw a small crack in the bedroom door, and then a small face carved with pink and jade peeped in: "Mommy, grandma, aunt Yanyan, can I sleep with you?"

Song Yiyan's heart melted to Meng by the little guy. She pushed Ling Sheng away with a look of disgust. She walked towards the little guy with a smile on her aunt's face. She picked him up and gave a big kiss: "of course."

Lovely death has wood have, before, she always did not like children, feel that they have no ability to teach children, the world is not worthy of her children!

But since I met Xiao Qi, I feel that the child is the most lovely creature in the world. Hum, I want to cheat her to have a baby!

Xiao Qi's little face itched and giggled. She wanted to avoid it, but was afraid that song Yiyan would suffer. So she regarded herself as a doll and let her pinch it and rub it round.Song Yiyan pinched his white bean curd tender and smooth little face, smiling fondly: "Xiao Qi, sleep with Yan Yan's aunt!"

"Xiao Qi wants to sleep with mommy." Xiao Qi looked at her seriously: "my grandfather said that I can't sleep with other women except Mommy, grandma and grandma."

"How about Xiao Qi calling aunt Yanyan? In this way, you can sleep with aunt Yanyan. " Song Yiyan looked at the little guy's serious appearance, secretly feigned that she was upset and sighed: "if Xiao Qi doesn't sleep with aunt Yanyan, aunt Yanyan will be in a bad mood. When she goes to see her uncle tomorrow, she will be affected."

"That little seven sleeps with aunt Yanyan, and aunt Yanyan should not be affected." Small seven busy point a little head, and then hesitated for a while, asked her in a low voice: "that season line uncle will be jealous!"

"Xiao Qi is now the dry son of a dry mother, that is, uncle Ji Xing's dry son." Song Yiyan really wants to be jealous of her child and gives her face.

But in front of the baby, will not say this kind of words, she wants to set up a gentle and lovely and kind super invincible good godmother image in front of her own baby.

"All right." Xiao Qi's eyes were shining and caught her neck.

Song Yiyan walks to the bed with the little guy in her arms. She looks at Ling Sheng with disdain. Her eyes ask how to teach her children. How old do you know the word vinegar? A child must look like a child. An over precocious child is not cute at all.

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