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"Yes."

Wen Yan's affirmative tone gave Qiao Anxia a a glimmer of hope.

For a moment, she was still a little incredulous, looking at him eagerly, "really? I'm not dreaming... "

"Really." Wen Yan smiles and nods.

Got a positive response.

Qiao Anxia took Wen Yan's hand and almost jumped up excitedly!

Wen Yan's good-looking peach blossom eyes drooped slightly, and her eyes fell on her tightly held hands. Her clear eyes were slightly stunned, and her handsome face turned a little red. "Just, it takes time."

Joanna knew that her memory could not be restored overnight.

She can wait as long as there is hope.

Wen Yan patiently told her about the methods to restore memory. There are many methods, but the effective one is not necessarily which one.

What he said was concise and comprehensive, and Joanna understood that, as long as she found a suitable method to restore her memory, she still had great hope to restore her memory.

"I should go back." Qiao Anxia looked at the time, it was 9:30 in the morning, she had disappeared overnight, can not delay too long.

Seeing that she was ready to leave, Wen Yan stood up, went to the living room, picked up the neatly folded clothes on the sofa and handed them to her, "I have washed your clothes for you."

Looking at the clean clothes in my arms, there is a faint fragrance.

I didn't expect that Wen Yan was not only kind and gentle, but also so careful.

"Thank you, Dr. Wen." Qiao Anxia unconsciously blushed, some embarrassed said.

Looking at her red face, Wen Yan glanced at her gentle brows and eyes, and chuckled, "just call me Wenyan."

"Warm words." Qiao Anxia nodded, her lips moved and called softly.

Wait for Joanna to get dressed and come out of the room.

Wen Yan walked up to her, handed her the delicate paper bag in her hand, and told her carefully, "remember to take medicine on time. I have pasted the dosage on the medicine box with a note. My mobile phone number is also written on it. If you want to try to restore your memory, you can come to me at any time."

"Good." Qiao Anxia took the paper bag and answered earnestly.

After explaining, Wen Yan took a coat and put it on her body, "I'll take you back."

Now, outside the rain just stopped, Qiao Anxia did not have a mobile phone or money, he did not trust her alone.

Embracing the paper bag in her arms, Qiao Anxia walks up the elevator after Wen Yan.

They went downstairs and just walked out when a tall figure suddenly rushed over.

"Joanna!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Qiao Anxia was stunned.

The next second, the man hugged her fiercely, and the breath wrapped her up. His hard chest was cold, and his black shirt was wet.

"Cold city..." Feeling his fingers shaking slightly in her back, Joanna suddenly got a sour nose, and was inexpressibly complicated.

He was wet and his skin was cold. He looked like he had been in the rain for a long time.

That pair of black eyes, full of scarlet blood, now the dark green with a bit of fatigue.

"Who is he?" Acutely aware of a dangerous figure next to him, the sharp eyes of Mo Han City awed him like a knife.

Seeing his handsome face with a trace of cruelty, Qiao Anxia quickly explained, "Hancheng, this is Dr. Wen. He saved me last night."

Mo Han City eyes slightly narrow, deep fundus micro invisible across a touch of dangerous cold.

It was he who took Joanna

Wen Yan's eyes lightly swept over the city of Mo Han, and slowly fell on Qiao Anxia. The radian of the corner of his lips was filled with a trace of softness. "Since someone comes to pick you up, I'll go first."

"Good bye." Joanna Xia waved to him, her face bright like a flower.

She has no defense attitude to Wen Yan, can't help but look at the eyes of Mo Han City.

When he got to St. Ann's hospital last night, Joanna wasn't there.

He asked people to check the monitoring, and saw that she was taken away by a man. Then he checked the direction of the man's car and the monitoring of various road sections. However, he could find out the monitoring of several key sections where he was located, and there were problems at the same time.

It took him a lot of trouble to get here.

If there are only two or three monitoring problems, it can be said that it is a coincidence that there are some problems at the same time

Mo Han City deeply looked at the back of the light and elegant as the wind.

He grabbed Joanna's hand and dragged her to his car. With a gloomy face, he opened the door and threw her directly into the car.

"Hiss It hurts Qiao Anxia cried out in pain.

She has not yet sat down, Mo Han City has already got on the bus, big palm a little bit hard, then pull her into the arms, tightly embrace, "Qiao Anxia, where did you go last night? Do you know how worried I am that I can't find you? "

Qiao Anxia was stunned.Han Cheng said Worried about her?

Seeing his nervous appearance, Joanna Xia's nose was sour, and her tears fell down, saying, "I'm sorry Last night I had a fever and passed out, and my mobile phone was left in the car again... "

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she cried.

Mo Han City was angry to explode the lung, but as soon as she saw her tears, the heartache pulled up as if about to break.

"What are you crying for?" He reached out to wipe away her tears, his strong arms hugged her, and his voice was soft enough to overflow.

Qiao Anxia staring at him, tears blurred her vision, voice line faintly some tremble, "did you look for me for a night?"

"Don't cry." She like the tears under the rain, let the ink cold city heart a tight, heartache to die.

Looking up at his gentle face, Qiao Anxia still can't believe it.

Thinking that he had been cold to himself in the past few days, that he was so kind to Ruan Tang, and that she was just a warm bed tool, she couldn't help but feel sad and wanted to cry, and her tears flowed uncontrollably.

Small face buried in his chest, Qiao Anxia clenched his small fist and hit him, "I cry, I cry..."

He clearly belongs to someone else. He shouldn't be involved with her any more. Why should he come here? Why should he be so gentle to her

Qiao Anxia cry heart crack lung, heartache difficult to hold oneself, these days all grievances have been used up.

Let her small fist hit on his body to vent, Mo Hancheng heartily took up her tearful face, thumb gently rubbed Qiao Anxia's lips, "you cry, I want to kiss you."

Said, the man sexy thin lips to her lips, gently kiss down.

"Well..."

The man's hot breath is impulsive and domineering. He kisses her tenderly, tenderly and affectionately. It is not as rough as before, as wild as a beast, and does not care about her feelings.

It is such a gentle kiss, so that Joan Xia heart deep colic.

She smashed the small fist on the chest of Mohan City, powerless to release, and clenched tightly. Tears slid down her cheek to her hand, staring at his tender eyes, and choked with grievances, "Mo Han City, what do you think of me? Who are you taking revenge on? Or a bed warming tool? "

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