877 Sticky (2)
– It’s really not your fault. Don’t blame yourself. I’ll get better. How could I not remember what you looked like?”
Hearing this, Rong Zhan’s thin lips moved, but in the end, he still pursed his lips tightly.
he held sang xia in his arms and kissed her forehead again and again. he knew that she said that to comfort him, but it was really hard to say if she could get better.
The two of them still had a lot to say, but Rong Zhan, who had just regained her, only wanted to hug her tightly at this moment, as if that was the only way to calm the pain in his heart.
Fortunately, she and her child were fine.
Fortunately, he had found her.
Fortunately, she had not really forgotten about him.
Otherwise, he would have been so desperate that he would have collapsed.
The two of them hugged each other tightly. Sang Xia had not had a good rest for a long time. Now that she was back in Rong Zhan’s arms, she could not help but fall asleep.Fiind updated novels at novelhall.com
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When she opened her eyes again, it was already evening. She was lying on the big bed in the familiar bedroom.
Sang Xia shook her head and finally said with some difficulty, ” actually, I don’t know who that person is either.
“What?”
sang xia looked at rong zhan and her breathing slowed down. ” because when i saw him, he was always wearing a mask. i can’t remember what mask he was wearing, but i know that it felt weird when i first saw him. ”
Rong Zhan’s expression was complicated.
although I didn’t see Xuanji’s face, I feel that I have a guess in my heart.
The thought of someone whom she was close to doing such a thing to her was terrifying to her.
After pretending for so long, she was getting closer and closer to him, and in the end, she wanted to rape her and even use perverted means to get rid of her child.
When sang Xia said that, Rong Zhan was frowning too. In the end, both of them did not say anything. They only exchanged glances and seemed to know who that person was.
A murderous look flashed across Rong Zhan’s eyes.
For sang Xia, there was still something that she could not let go of ...
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