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Wen Yiyan walked to the Vatican star in a few steps, as if he was declaring sovereignty. He took her slender waist and pulled it into his arms.

Unprepared, suddenly bumped into a person's arms Vatican star, have a moment of confusion, look up to see the face of the visitor.

She is surprised to smile, "husband, how did you come?" He was so cold to her yesterday that he thought he would not come to pick her up today.

Full with a hostile glance at Linsi alcohol, did not pay attention to the problem of Vatican star, Wen said faintly: "go home."

With that, Wen Yiyan took the Vatican star and was about to leave.

"Oh." Fanxing choked his neck and turned his head to say goodbye to Linsi Chun behind him.

"I'll go back first. Goodbye."

Lin Si Chun naturally perceived the hostility in Wen Yiyan's eyes, chuckled and whispered: "good."

Hearing the word goodbye, Wen Yiyan's depressed mood was even more uncomfortable, and he walked three steps at a time.

He had long legs, but now his frequency is still accelerating. For a moment, the Vatican star in his arms can't keep up with his pace. "Little short legs" can only keep trotting to avoid being dragged along.

"Well, husband, husband, I'm so tired. You walk too fast, I can't keep up with... "

Wen Yiyan stopped and looked at her with a gloomy face, "there are so many rotten peach blossoms around you."

Vatican star is taking the opportunity to adjust a little bit not smooth breathing, listen to words Leng for a while, and then smile at Wen Yiyan, "naturally because of charm." Said, she also pretended to be charming to lift her hair, by the way, she also threw a wink at the man in front of her, "after all, it's your wife, isn't it?"

Wen Yiyan: "what's more..."

Fanxing laughed and said, "you didn't think I was charming before. Now how are you jealous?"

Wen was speechless.

After a cool look at her, she continued to walk towards the car.

This woman, to give some color, will open a dyeing house.

The Vatican star followed up, "Hey, did you suddenly get my infinite charm, ha ha ha ha, I said, I am this damned, nowhere to place the charm, as long as no blind people can see."

Wen Yiyan: "what's more..."

From the door of the hospital to driving away, like a bird returning in spring, Vatican star spared no effort to use its chirping voice to torture Wen Yiyan's ears.

It's just a few sentences back and forth.

"Hee hee hee, do you feel particularly lucky to have a wife as good as me?"

"Although you've never had a good eye, you're still very good at choosing a wife."

"But you don't have to feel inferior, because in my eyes, only you."

Fortunately, Wen Yiyan is a person with strong restraint, which can suppress the impulse to throw her from the window.

He blinked slightly and looked straight ahead.

It's hard to get home. Close the door. Wen Yiyan grabs her shoulder with both hands and puts her against the wall.

The perfect and flawless face was slightly lowered, and her dark eyes were firmly locked in her eyes.

"Come from the facts, how many peach blossoms are there? Who is better for me and them?"

Fanxing grinned and put his hand around his neck. "Hello, you'd better."

He stopped talking. They looked at each other in silence for a long time. The air was dead.

Fanxing sighed. She stood on tiptoe and dropped a dragonfly kiss on the tip of his nose.

"His name is Lin Si Chun, and he is my friend. He has schizophrenia. He came here to ask me for help. As a friend and psychologist, I am naturally duty bound. "

"I think even if the personality can not be integrated, at least let them live in peace, and can not let other personalities do things that are illegal and moral."

"Split personality?" Wen asked in a low voice.

"Well."

Wen Yiyan's gloomy face finally has the tendency to turn clear.

"You're right. You really can't let other personalities go wrong."

Fanxing hugged him more tightly and said with a smile, "I knew my husband was the most reasonable person in the world."

Someone has no bottom line to flatter.

What's more funny is that the people who are photographed still feel very happy. Wen Yiyan can't laugh.

"Why don't you tell your tutor about it?"

He had heard her talk about her tutor several times before, saying that she was very capable and one of the authorities in the domestic psychological field.

Fanxing shook his head. "Today I know it. I haven't started to study his condition systematically."

Wen Yiyan no longer asked.

Looking at the clock on the wall of the living room, he pulled her hand from her neck and whispered, "it's late. I'm going to prepare dinner."

At the moment before he turned to leave, Vatican quickly put his arm around his strong waist.

She looked up at him with a smile on her face and said, "no matter before or after amnesia, your jealous appearance is just as exciting."Wen Yiyan's body is somewhat unnaturally stiff, and his ears are ruddy.

After a little silence, he gave himself an impeccable reason, "you are always my wife. It's not about being jealous or jealous. My wife is surrounded by messy men. I have the right and the need to declare my sovereignty."

He said it solemnly, but also felt that it was very reasonable.

Fanxing is a smart and witty girl. She knows that she wants to save face for her man. She just gives a long voice, "is that right?"

Glancing at her deep smile, Wen said indifferently, pursed her mouth, and turned to the kitchen.

Sanskrit chirped behind him and asked, "do you need my help? It's OK to fight."

"No There was no emotion in his voice, and Wen didn't want to say no.

He didn't want to see her face now.

He's in line with Very passive.

……

Even if it is amnesia, Wen Yiyan's cooking is as good as ever.

A woman in a happy mood ate a large bowl of fragrant white rice for the sake of face.

"This sauce flavored spareribs are delicious. You are so good, husband." Both sides of Vatican's cheeks are bulging, and the corners of his mouth are stained with a plump white rice grain.

Wen gave her a look of disgust, but took a paper towel, and naturally helped her wipe the rice grains from the corners of her mouth.

Fanxing giggled, curiously asked: "you are not amnesia, how to cook or so delicious?"

Wen Yiyan looks extremely indifferent, "I just lost my memory, the brain is not bad."

"That's good. That's good." Vatican stroked his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Yiyan: "what's more..."

His wife deserves to be beaten.

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