100 Billion Marriage: Wife,You're my boss

She pulled Mo Shiyi's body, cried and grabbed the cold white hand, as if she couldn't be separated.

If you force her to pull, she will certainly hurt Ranran, but if she is allowed to cry like this, she will certainly hurt the child.

A man flashed through Shangguan Ye's mind. Now in this dilemma, only he can persuade Ranran.

He picked up his cell phone and was about to call.

"Keep the change." With a steady voice, a man came in quickly, squatted down quickly and held Ling Ranran's shoulder.

Ling Ranran seemed to grasp the last straw and hold it tightly. This familiar and sweet breath was like her tranquilizer. Only this breath could make her tight heart not so painful.

She could not tell who was holding her, nor could she see who was constantly comforting her on her back. She only knew that she was like a thirsty fish thrown ashore, in urgent need of comfort.

The pictures in her brain and ink Shiyi from small to large were like broken fragments, which ruthlessly inserted into every nerve in her brain.

"You don't know such a simple question?" Although he was unwilling to give her his notes, although his words were full of complaints, and although he was very impatient, he personally told her the topic.

"Bicycle? How many times have I taught you and still can't learn? Forget it, I'll try my best to drive you back today. "

There is always such a young man in my memory. He is wearing a clean white shirt and his cuffs are rolled up neatly.

He was thin and straight, with a smile on his cold face. He looked like the protagonist out of the cartoon.

As if wearing the stars and the moon, it slowly comes to you, exists in your youth and is immortal.

Although sooner or later he will stay away from you, take away your memories, and leave with those bloody love. But that's just leaving you, not the world.

Bang... Memories are like mirrors falling on the ground, all broken.

Ling Ranran is desperate to pick it up and doesn't care if her hand is scratched bloody. However, even if she holds the glass residue in her hand, she still can't piece together a complete ink Shiyi.

"Ranran, stop crying. I'm here. I'll always be there." It's good that Li sijue didn't open his mouth, but it seemed to pull Ling Ranran out of his imagination and into the real world.

Her forehead was full of sweat beads, and her back was full of cold sweat. She looked at Li sijue in horror.

As soon as Li sijue touched her eyes and shook her arm, he knew that the picture he was most afraid of and even wanted to escape was finally coming. This scene could not escape or escape.

But she didn't beat him or scold him. She just looked at him with that kind of heart palpitating eyes, which were more and more like a sharp blade.

His deep eyes narrowed slightly. Now I really want her to vent, beat him and scold him. It's better than complete blind obedience now. I don't know where their future will go.

Ling Ranran suddenly calmed down, released him, and forced herself to stand up by Ling Mingxi's hand. She looked up at Guan ye, "uncle, can I stay here for a while? I want to be here alone. "

Shangguan Ye frowned, "but this is the morgue. It's very cold here..."