Such a scene makes Li Yang feel a little familiar.

It's like going back five years.

It's just that there is no "cream". I don't know where the "cream" was left after he lost his memory and whether he was alive or not.

Li Yang shook his head and decided to stop thinking about it.

She went over, took the papers out of his hand and put them on the table beside them.

The next second, sat down on his lap, cleverly lean on his arms, soft said, "husband, don't look at the documents, will have a headache."

The woman's voice is soft and waxy, like glutinous rice dumplings, sweet and delicious, which melts in the mouth.

In an instant, he extinguished his jealousy anger, "wake up, why don't you sleep more?"

Li Yang rubbed in his arms, "without you, I can't sleep."

Lu Chi Mo stretched out his hand around her waist and tightened her body forward, "really?"

"Really." Her voice is like a coquettish kitten, "don't lie to you."

He let out a low smile from his throat.

"You are becoming more and more coquettish now," he said

"A coquettish woman will be more lovely." She was slightly playful and said, "my husband, you will love me more, right?"

"Yes."

He gave her a big word.

Although there is only one word, it contains all.

He likes her good appearance, likes her coquettish appearance, likes her eyes only his appearance.

Sometimes, he felt that he was selfish and overbearing, because he wanted to tie her around and let her follow him. No one else could separate her attention except him.

So her eyes, her heart, her world, there is only one he.

All the rest is unimportant and can be ignored.

"Husband."

Li Yang called him softly.

"Well? What's the matter? "

Lu Chi Mo asked, he was very clear, as long as she called him so obediently, there must be something to say to him.

As long as what she said has nothing to do with Yin Shaosen, everything will be fine.

If he didn't dare to mention her name, he didn't want to hear her name.

Li Yang's voice is very light and shallow, "I just came over when I met Dr. Zhao."

It's not about Yin Shaosen. He breathed a sigh of relief. His mood suddenly changed very well, "and then, what did he say to you?"

Li Yang blinked for a moment, "you are just a little bit, how did you start to listen to the doctor?"

Lu Chi Mo droops his head and kisses her hair gently. His voice is hoarse and dumb, "there is no problem. I'm always in good health."

"Lying." Li Yang pursed her lips and said unhappily, "you just don't take your body seriously."

"Really, it's gone." A little bit, but not a big problem.

"You can spoil your body like this. If you don't keep it well now, if you often have a headache in the future, some of you will suffer from it."

Seeing Lu Chi Mo's disobedience, Li Yang was discontented with Du's small mouth. In Lu Chi Mo's eyes, this image is a kind of unspeakable loveliness. "If I have a headache in the future, will Mrs. Lu be around to take care of me?"

"I'm not going to take care of you." Li Yang said, "at that time, I must laugh at you, ha ha, Lu Chi Mo, tell you not to listen to your wife's words, you deserve a headache."

Then she raised her head from his arms and made a face at him with her tongue sticking out.

The next second, she was bitten, and her tears almost burst out.

She looked at him pitifully, with tears in her apricot eyes, as if she were begging for mercy.

Lu Chi Mo's beautiful peach blossom eyes with a smile, as if to ask her, but also said not to say deserve.

Li Yang returned his eyes, husband, I was wrong.

Lu Chi Mo eyebrow between the smile deeper, this just let go of the teeth, big hand fell on her head melon, "know the mistake to change, um, good."

Li Yang looks at Lu Chi Mo with a sad face.

"Good." Lu Chi Mo, who is so pitiful as a small animal, is so pitiful that he pinches her cheek and says, "I'm not angry. My husband will make you a wreath, OK?"

Li Yang surprise lift Mou, all of a sudden smile out, hard to nod the head, "good!"

Lu Chi Mo holds Li Yang and gets up from the chair. As soon as he turns around, they change their positions.

He put Li Yang on the chair, "sit and wait for me."

Li Yang looked up at him with a small face.

It has to be said that no matter whether the man is in a suit or a casual look in his home clothes, it seems that the man is perfect and can't find any fault.

He seems to be written by God. He is a work created by God with all his painstaking efforts. He has a straight nose and thin lips and vivid eyebrows. He doesn't look like a real person at all.On the contrary, it looks like the hero coming out of the cartoon.

Really, it's beautiful.

I can't move my eyes at all.

I wish I had eyes on him.

"Pretty?"

He seems to be very satisfied with her when she looked at him, beautiful peach eyes with a thin smile.

"Well, good-looking."

She didn't feel disgraced, and she admitted it.

"Then stay with me, where I go, where you go, so you can watch all the time."

He said so.

"Good." She said with a smile, "I don't want to sit here now. I want to see you make a wreath for me."

He moved his thin lips. "It couldn't be better."

Instead, he took the scissors from the knitting basket next to him and cut off the more prosperous flowers. By the way, he cut off the redundant branches and put them in the flower basket.

Five years ago, he made her a wreath in the same way.

Now think of it, in fact, in addition to the noise between them, or have a particularly good memory, such as that day, he put the wreath on her head, she felt like a princess.

Li Yang took an apple from an apple tray and went to lean on the flower shelf leisurely. He bit off the apple while eating it. He tilted his head and looked at Lu Chi Mo's serious flower cutting.

In the morning, the light sunlight through the glass into the greenhouse, vaguely fell on his body, rendering his figure more and more soft, as if how to see, how can not see enough.

All of a sudden, the man turned his face and looked cold.

Li Yang slightly a Leng, stretched out his hand to him, asked him, "want to eat apples?"

Lu Chi Mo took a look at half of the apple in her hand, and a low voice came out in her throat

Li Yang a few steps to go over, lift the master, put the apple in his mouth, "bite it."