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Qichuang is so cruel, how can Fengling dare to shake his head.

But fifteen minutes is a little nervous for a woman who just wakes up.

However, after working for so many years, Fengling didn't have time to bargain with him. Instead, she put on her shoes and ran to the wardrobe.

Running and running feel not right, this is not her home, she ran to him again, "where is my luggage?"

The man lifted his eyes and looked at her, "the clothes in the cloakroom are all your sizes."

Windbell hesitated, "I have my own new clothes..."

Chichen interrupts her. "You still have 14 minutes."

Wind chime:.... "

The woman spread her legs and turned around to look for the cloakroom. The bedroom was very large. She opened the door of the wardrobe, all of which were black and gray suits and shirts. She ran to another wardrobe and opened all the women's clothes, shoes and bags. All kinds of them were new. Not to mention, many clothing styles and designs were valuable.

And there are some clothes that have been published in fashion magazines. There are only a few in the world, and now they are in her closet

The woman was stunned.

What kind of noble son is she married.

Pick a casual, looks more lady, more low-key Navy Dress, and then wind chime straight to the bathroom to change clothes.

Qi Chuang sat on the sofa and watched her running around quietly. There was a sound coming from the quiet and cold room. The man who had been lonely for too long did not feel noisy at all.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked to enjoy the feeling of being human.

After a period of chaos, Fengling's face was only covered with sunscreen and lipstick. She spread her hair and held her mobile phone in her hand. It was simple and simple, but also unexpectedly pure.

"I'm fine," she said, looking down at her cell phone. As soon as the time was right, she looked at him again. "It's not overtime."

The man slowly stood up from the sofa, he looked at the wind chime simple and neat style, no longer the past high cold gorgeous, eyes slightly narrowed.

"Well," his arm bent, "let's go."

Wind bell looked at the action he made, hesitated for a while, and finally slowly walked to his side, raised his hand and took his arm.

Qi Chuang took her back to Qi's home. On the way, he gave her all the photos of her family, and then told her who the people in the photos were.

Fengling listened carefully, but she had a particularly fatal flaw - her face was blind.

He could barely remember Qi Chuang's name, but the face with the same name could not remember it.

Qi's family is huge and rich. The woman asked: "I, if I admit I'm wrong, can I directly say that I lost my memory?"

The man took a look at her, "you can't let others know about your amnesia."

Fengling looked at him suspiciously, "why?"

Her amnesia is not fake, why can't you let others know.

Moreover, she must be in a mess in minutes when facing such a large family, not just Qichuang.

"You marry me, many people don't agree," Qi Chuang looked at her. "You have been missing for five years. No one knows what you have experienced in the past five years. It's easy for others to criticize you."

The wind chime seemed to know something and nodded her head.

Although her memory is gone, she has seen TV series or something.

But --

"but if you don't give me time to remember them now, I'm sure I'll show up," she frowned. "I'm a little blind What's more, I don't remember everything about me. When someone asks me, how can I answer it? "

"In addition to meeting etiquette, you basically didn't talk before."

Wind chime ah, more puzzled, "why?"

Because, she doesn't like to be in the same family.

She didn't like him.

The bottom of man's eyes is dark, but pretty gentle face is quite indifferent, "you don't like to talk."

Wind chime:.... "

But she thinks, she likes to talk now.

It seems to think of something, Fengling looked at him anxiously, "Mr. Qi, you can't be, recognize the wrong person?"

Although she is not a chatterbox, she is still very different from that kind of person who does not like to talk.

Qi Chuang: "what are you doing?"

He glanced at her. "You'd better call my husband, or my name."

"I mean that."

"And then?"

“……”

Of course not. Then.

her identity card as like as two peas, the name of the little ornament she wore with her marriage certificate, was exactly the same as his marriage name, but only one surname.

She just said it casually.But wind bell found that she was more sad, she looked at him eagerly, "if I don't speak, will they embarrass me?"

The man congealed with her, "well, the family has a bad temper."

That's over.

She has only been a tutor in recent years. She has not experienced any career, and has no memory. She is afraid that she will not be able to cope with it.

She used to know everything, but now she doesn't know anything.

It's over.

Wind chime frustrated to the back of the car seat.

Suddenly, she thought of something. The woman's eyes lit up, and instantly she sat up straight. She looked at him sideways. A pair of black and white eyes almost flashed with a flash. She deliberately sweetened her voice and called him "husband."

Qi Chuang looks at her, the wind bell laughs the unusual dog leg, very subverts her former Gao Leng image, but his eyes are more and more gentle.

When he didn't speak, the woman began to move her hands and tug at his clothes. "I'm your wife. You see, you've been waiting for me for so many years, which shows that we used to love each other very much. If the wife is in trouble, you won't care about the husband, oh?"

The man frowned, "it depends."

"How can this depend on the situation?" the wind bell bit his lips and corrected him in a small voice. "The people beside the pillow should take good care of them."

"We've been apart for five years."

"But yesterday I slept together."

"We were on the plane yesterday."

“…… We slept together the day before yesterday

"You don't want me to touch you."

"I'm just feisty for a while. Besides, if you kiss me, I haven't resisted, have I?"

Qi Chuang suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her. The deep black eyes were filled with the beginning and ending suppressed feelings, "if you kiss me, I will protect you."

Fengling almost answered the question subconsciously. Fortunately, after being a teacher for several years, her brain responded faster and swallowed the word "good" back.

"If you don't kiss me now, if you come to me for help, it's not this kind of dish," the man said in a low voice. "You have to think about it, huh?"