Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 855 There was a moment of severe heart pain that could not be worsened

Amy raised her eyebrows and curled her lips: "Is this considered embarrassing? I haven't asked you to buy an island, and the sea around the island can only be filled with rose petals."

Ji Liunian frowned, and the long and narrow eyes provoked a touch of charm.

He chuckled softly, "Well, two years ago, the Ji family had a project to fill a lake and build an island in Wancheng. I think it's not impossible if you really like it."

When the man said this, he paused for a moment, looked up at Paul who had walked towards them at some point, looked back at the girl's face, and said in a low voice, "Good boy, it's time for you to get on the plane."

Amy felt reluctant, she lowered her eyes slightly, to clean up her faint feeling of reluctance.

Paul's dark blue eyes stared at the girl's pretty figure with a hint of coolness.

His magnetic voice was as gentle as when he called her by name before, but it was a little less pampering.

Or in other words, after being deliberately suppressed by him, Chong Ni was deeply buried in invisible dust.

"Amy, you should go. Your mother calls you one after another, and your brother comes over to bother me from time to time. No matter how much you feel sorry for this man, you still want to go back to Paris with me for treatment. "

Amy turned around and met Paul's deep and cool eyes, pursed her lips and hummed, then followed the butler Lida and left to board the plane.

...

It took her about ten minutes to get on the plane before Paul got on the plane.

Amy felt that there must be some ulterior secret between him and Ji Liunian, and she always said some "whispers" behind her back.

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Five minutes later, the plane took off, and the wind blown by the propellers blew across the fields, surging like a big wave at high tide.

Amy was lying on the glass window of the cabin, her eyes were bloodshot uncontrollably.

She looked at the black spot at the end of her vision, which was getting smaller and smaller, and felt a sharp pain in her heart for a moment.

This violent impact and tearing pain gave her a momentary illusion of déjà vu.

It seemed that at a certain time, when she left that man, her mood was so desperate that she had no hope.

...

The plane has already broken through the clouds, and the sky is clear and white, and the sun is high.

Amy withdrew her eyes, her eyes were sore and stinging.

Paul took the ice compress from the housekeeper Lida, handed it to her, and said, "I don't want to worry your mother with red and swollen rabbit eyes, so I use this cold compress."

Amy took the ice pack, and said softly, "Thank you!"

The tone is polite, polite and distant.

Paul's heart churned violently, but he couldn't care less about it.

Now that he has come to this point, his goal is only one, that she can live healthy, and what he owes her may be evened out.

Amy didn't notice Paul's subtle emotional changes, and sure enough, she applied ice cubes, and her eyes felt much more comfortable.

She turned her head, stared at Paul's profound facial features for a while, and said, "Luo, is it possible that the antidote has been developed so that I can restore my memory?"

Paul didn't answer her question directly, he said: "Amy, sometimes it's better not to have memory. Once you have it, there will always be memories that make you sick. At that time, you will hate it. Not only will you hate me, but you will hate yourself."

Amy pursed her lips, remained silent for a while, and then said leisurely: "Luo, you don't understand, a person without memory is like a zombie without a soul. Not wanting to live like a hollow idiot."

Paul looked at her eyebrows and eyes quietly, and layers of chills passed through his heart.

(End of this chapter)