Master Ye's Second Marriage

Noticing her help, the night Mo Shen frowns more tightly.

She found out.

It\'s just that she didn\'t point out herself.

He didn\'t want her to see his headache again, just didn\'t want her to worry about it, and she obviously knew his mind, accepted and acquiesced to his practice, and quietly changed it in her own way.

It\'s a good intention.

He\'s a woman of the night.

Think of here, night Mo Shen suddenly stopped walking, do not go.

Han Muzi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said, "why don\'t you wait for me here and I\'ll go by myself? Don\'t worry, I\'ll be back soon. "

Although she intentionally distracted the topic, Moshen thought that she was trying to endure the night. If she was here all the time, he couldn\'t take off the disguise of pain and pretend to be OK all the time.

At this time, the night Mo deep pale lip pulled for a while, looked down at her.

"It must be a little uncomfortable."

Han Muzi\'s lips were far fetched with a smile. She looked at him stupidly. She didn\'t expect that he would suddenly confess to himself. She didn\'t know how to react, so she looked at him in a daze.

"Don\'t go? Well? "

He bent down, buried his face in her neck, smelling the fragrance of her body, felt that the headache seemed to ease a lot. Han Muzi did not expect that he would suddenly confess, but also asked her not to leave. After her reaction, she could only hold him.

"Well, I\'m not going, then I\'ll Come into the room with you for a while. "

"Well."

Finally, night Mo Shen in her help into the room, Han Muzi let him sit down, found that his face is still very bad, then turned around: "I\'ll pour you a glass of water."

Night Mo deep pain, raised his eyes to see her figure, see her running very fast, can not help but frown to say what she is, the scene in front of me changed again, a big man so powerless to lean on the sofa.

Although Han Muzi is in a hurry, she is very steady. She remembers that she is a pregnant woman, so she is always careful. She goes to the kitchen downstairs and finds that there is no hot water for ordinary people to live in when she wants to pour water.

And the water heaters are put away, Han Muzi looked for a long time to find the water heater in the cabinet, and then washed and scalded hot water before cooking again.

After all, these have not been used for so many years, and she is also worried about problems.

Taking advantage of the empty time of boiling water, Han Muzi went back upstairs.

When she got to the kitchen door, she turned back and took the thermos and brought a cup upstairs.

Eyes in the night, deep in the air.

His mental ability seems to be getting worse and worse every day since he told Jason about simulating the scene and then stimulating his memory. If it\'s normal life, he won\'t have any problems.

But as long as touch a little, his spirit will bear a huge destruction.

The feeling of remembering and not remembering almost broke his spirit.

Bathe in purple

Have not come back, night Mo deep look at the white ceiling, lightly hook up lips.

Although the spirit of doing so was greatly damaged, but his memory is indeed a little bit in the recovery.

Especially after returning home, I saw Meng Xueyou last time, and this time I came back to my night home.

He thought of a lot of things, but that\'s not all.

When can he think of everything?

When Han Muzi came back, yemoshen had already sat up. He was quite in shape on the sofa. In addition to his bad face, his appearance was no different from that of normal people.

Han Muzi put the hot kettle on one side of the table, then plugged in the switch, and then walked towards the night.

"There has been no one living here for a long time, so there is no hot water. You can only cook it again. Wait a moment."

Han Muzi sat down on his side and explained these things to him. She wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with her hands. Just as she went downstairs, there was so much sweat on his forehead. It seemed that it was really uncomfortable.

Han Muzi was a little worried. She couldn\'t help biting her lip and then asked, "how about Shall we go to the hospital? "

With a faint smile, he grabbed his hand, which was rubbing cold sweat on his forehead, and pulled it down to the front of him. Then he took out the white veil from his pocket and wiped Han Muzi\'s hand seriously.

“…… This is... " Han Muzi did not understand what he meant and gave him a strange look."Dirty." As if to hear her doubts, night Mo Shen explained to her.

Han Muzi suddenly reacted. He meant to wipe his sweat for him, so he wiped her hands clean. This reason made her speechless and even angry: "what are you talking about? I don\'t dislike you at all

"Well." Ye Mo deeply nods, "I know."

But he hated himself.

Now he has no memory not to say, but also from time to time headache, let her pregnant for their own fear. If he can, he really wants to solve these problems by himself, but I can\'t hide it in front of her.

After all, they are people who get along with each other day and night.

Although he knew it, he was still wiping her hands for her. His movements were very gentle and serious. Han Muzi simply pulled his hand back when he saw him like this, and then he directly went forward to encircle his neck and kiss him on his forehead.

Ye Moshen is directly kissed by her. When she reacts, Han Muzi has left, and then stares at him closely. Her eyes and expression are obviously dissatisfied.

"If you do this again, I will be angry. I said I don\'t dislike you. You are still there to wipe. What are you doing?"

If you don\'t dislike it, you don\'t want to. But ye Moshen didn\'t expect that she would prove herself in this way. The idea is really simple and stupid. Let him We can\'t explore ourselves.

Looking at the little woman close at hand, she pouted her mouth and looked at him angrily.

Night Mo deep brain a hot, stretch out his hand to hold her, pull her into his arms.

"Ah..." Han Muzi didn\'t react, he was drawn into his arms by Ye Mo Shen. She sat directly on his thigh, and she was still holding his neck just now. After sitting in the past, the posture is very ambiguous.

After drawing closer, ye Moshen stroked her cheek with a big hand, and gently rubbed her lips with his thumb, and his eyes grew deeper and deeper: "since the night lady is so enthusiastic, I\'d better obey my orders than respect."