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The sky gradually darkened.

Windbell's hand carrying a few big bags of snacks, as well as some fruit.

Looking back from time to time.

But did not feel, before that kind of weird sight.

Her eyes were still and silent for a while, then she turned her head and went on.

To the orphanage door, has not taken out the key to open the door, inside the Dean has opened the door for her.

The wind chime smiles at her, and the dean says in English, "why come back so early today?"

The dean is a middle-aged woman with a kind face. She takes the things from the wind chime's hand and listens to her reply in English: "the class is over, so come back early."

Fengling knows that she has lost her memory and can't remember who she is or who she knows. Fortunately, there is no barrier to language communication.

Since memory, she has been in the orphanage. The dean said that when she first appeared, she had a knife wound on her waist and abdomen, and a lot of bruises on her back and arms, including blood stains on her face.

I don't know what happened before.

As soon as she exported standard Chinese, the Dean speculated that she was either Chinese or Chinese.

However, it is not known what the identity is.

Fengling didn't care too much about it, so it passed four years.

Because she is abroad, some people want to learn Chinese, she is a very suitable candidate, so under normal circumstances, she is a teaching teacher.

What I didn't feel before was that when she came back to the orphanage these two days, she always felt that someone was following her

But now that feeling is gone.

She came in and had afternoon tea with the children.

After a while, I heard the Dean say that someone was looking for her.

Wind chime ah, "come."

She ran to the hall. There were several tall men in suits and trousers standing there with serious expression. The woman was stunned. The Dean waved to her and the wind chime went to the dean.

But I saw the handsome man standing beside the president.

He was staring at her steadily, his mood was restrained, and he could not see the joy and anger.

"That's your husband, windbell." The president took the wind bell's hand and said with a smile, "he has your ID card and your marriage certificate in his hand. You have found your family."

Fengling was completely stunned.

And look at the tall man who doesn't speak a word.

He held out his hand to her, and his deep voice whispered, "I'm Qichuang, your husband."

Fengling was taken away by Qi Chuang.

Even though she's in the clouds.

But the man took out all the documents to prove that she was his wife, and she had to go back with him.

She felt very strange to him. She didn't feel familiar at all. Qichuang was not in a hurry. After taking her to the car, she sat on one side and said nothing.

Fengling is a little restrained. It may be due to the local people's timidity. There is no problem in communication at ordinary times. Now, she can't say a word.

Finally, Qi Chuang Xian, who was silent for a long time, spoke.

"Your name is Xu and your name is Fengling." He looked at the front, did not look at her, "the same name as you now wind chime, Chinese, and I have been married for five years."

Fengling looked at him suspiciously. She is now called Fengling because she has a trinket engraved with the word "Fengling". The dean said that it might be her name, so her name was Fengling.

It's not a surprise. What's unexpected is -

"five years?" She thought, he looks so good-looking, and so rich, how could he wait so long for a missing wife, "we've been married so long?"

"Well," said the man's pretty face in a low mood, "you've been missing for five years, too."

Fengling looked at him and was surprised: "but I only have four years' memory."

What did she go through in the extra year?

The man's thin lips slowly closed some, he looked at her, eyes deep and deep, did not speak.

Qichuang did not return home immediately.

When he came to England, in addition to finding her, he had a bigger project to do.

So he asked the driver to take the wind chime back to the hotel, and he went to have a party.

Fengling suddenly became the wife of a billionaire. She had not adapted to the change of identity, but the sky soon became dark.

She and Qichuang are husband and wife. Naturally, they should live in the same room with him.

But she has lost her memory and has no feeling for him. She has been sleeping alone for so many years. Now she wants to sleep in the same bed with him

What do you think? How awkward.

So Fengling told the people who stayed to protect her that she wanted to open another room. The bodyguard called Qichuang, and Qichuang agreed.

Then Fengling settled into another hotel room.

She took a bath, hummed a tune to dry her hair, turned off the light, and decided to play with her cell phone and go to bed.But I didn't expect that the light had just been turned off.

Someone has pushed the door open and closed it back.

The wind chime is stunned, outside the door Isn't there a bodyguard?

She reached for the light, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Only the bedroom room is bright, the woman tightly holding the mobile phone, looking at the door side, black and white eyes are all alert and defensive, "who, who?"

The man's figure was unsteady, and he came unsteadily towards her, and his tall and straight figure was gradually exposed to the light.

The man's face is beautiful and extraordinary, he supports on the wall with one hand, wears a very valuable watch at the wrist, then looks at her for a moment, "it's me."

The wind chime breathed a sigh of relief, not a bad person, but immediately got nervous again, "I I told your bodyguard that I would like to change my room

So now, they should split rooms.

"Well," he said, without understanding what she meant, and came back to her. "Do you think this room is not good?"

Fengling opened her mouth and explained at a loss: "no, no, this room is very good..."

She bit her lip and watched him get closer and closer. She wanted to say, "it would be better without you." but she couldn't say it.

Nominally, they are husband and wife.

In reality, he waited for her for five years.

Even if she lost her memory, it couldn't be a reason to refuse him.

It would have been unfair to him.

He walked up to her and threw his coat to one side, so close that she could easily smell his wine.

She subconsciously frowned, moved to the side of the step, but suddenly a tight waist, her people were directly pulled into his arms, homeopathic pressure on the bed.

The man's masculine breath, as well as the taste of wine, the pupil of the wind chime suddenly widened, and the strong arm of the man in front of her still firmly buckled her waist.

He was staring at her with drooping eyes. What he saw in his eyes was the scorching heat he had endured for many years.

Fengling felt as if she understood his desire. She bumped into each other and said, "Qi, Mr. Qi..."

He interrupted her, "call her husband."

"Mr. Qi, can we have a talk?"

He took the trouble to correct her: "call her husband, eh?"

Fengling didn't know why he was so obsessed, so she had to obey him first, "husband, we can talk about Well. "

Her words have not finished, the man buckled her head, lips blocked up, hot lips with an unstoppable gesture to pry her lips and teeth, into her world.

Wind bell's fingers suddenly clenched the sheets under her body.

For the past four years, she has been busy with her life. Her emotional world is blank. Somehow, she has a husband who doesn't talk about it. Now she still Still so close to her.

He is not only calm, but also repels you with his strength

But the more she struggled, the heavier he kissed. There was a kind of ruthless force to rub her into the blood and bones. Her thick hand even touched her delicate and soft body. The wind chime couldn't open. It was also the first time that he felt so weak after amnesia.

She didn't understand his obsession and how hard he had been in the past five years. But in this kiss, Fengling felt his desire to devour her.

The Nightgown was forcibly torn off by him, and the wind chime was frightened and afraid. Her tears fell off unexpectedly. Her lips were almost red and swollen by his sucking. He did not seem to notice that she was afraid. After releasing her lips, he kissed her jaw, slender neck and exquisite clavicle.

Little by little, leaving his mark.

Wind bell's hand beat his back, red eyes choked to refuse him, "Mr. Qi, I, I don't want to..."

Her cry is too obvious, the man's sense was pulled back, he raised the alcohol eroded, dizzy head, eyes to her.

I saw the eyes of the wind chime red, like a frightened little rabbit, afraid and vigilant looking at him, he was slightly stunned, and finally realized that the wind chime was no longer the previous wind chime, with a low voice, "sorry."

He got up from her body, the woman raised her hand to close the clothes he had torn off, and pulled the quilt to cover her body.

Qi Chuang's thin lips pursed into a straight line. He gazed at the woman who was shrinking on the bed. Her red lips were slightly swollen, which was too cruel for him to ravage. His hand was taken back and rubbed. Before he thought about what to say, the woman on the bed had opened her mouth softly: "I, I want to sleep alone, OK?"

In the eyes of the man, the mood of distance surged up, and the wind chime was biting his lips. He looked pitifully, "we can get married, which means that we must have loved each other before. I I'm sorry I lost my memory, my feelings for you are all zero, but, "she looked at him uneasily," but can you give me some more time, I, I don't want to be with you now Very close. I admit, I really can't do it. "In her opinion, she and Qichuang are no different from strangers now.

She can't do that with strangers.

Qi Chuang's face slowly emerged an indescribable emotion. It seemed that some cool wind had poured into his chest. He was more sober than just now, "I know."

Wind bell is still waiting for him to leave, but the man is just looking at her deeply, "you go to sleep first."

He has stepped back, and naturally Fengling dare not push forward.

She huddled in the bed, wrapped her pajamas more tightly, and tied the quilt to her body.

I closed my eyes, but I didn't sleep.

She knew that Qi Chuang was still standing in the same place, because there was not a trace of movement, the whole bedroom could hear his own heartbeat.

After a long time, she heard the footsteps of the man leaving, but it should not be far away, because --

she also heard the sound of the lighter.

Fengling's mind burst into a few words: he is smoking.

But Qichuang was quiet all the time. Fengling was tired after a busy day, and soon he could not help sleeping.

After her breath calmed down, the man sitting on the sofa put out the cigarette end, stood up and called out.

His voice was low. "I'll take her home tomorrow, and you'll have everything ready for her?"

"All ready, sir."

The Housekeeper on the other end of the phone was trembling and waiting for the following of Qi Chuang.

But Qichuang was silent. The housekeeper just wanted to ask if there was anything else to add, he heard the man's deep voice: "prepare the condom, too."