Abstinent president, please let me go

She wanted to see clearly what he was like behind the veil?

Her little hand, which reached to his cheek, was clamped down by his powerful arm.

"It's ugly. Are you sure you want to see it?"

Mu Hanchuan's lips draw a curve of evil.

He was not sure if she would lose her mind when she saw his real face?

Ye mianmianmian nodded hard. On her white face, her clear eyes were very clear.

"What are you responsible for after reading?"

He looked at her with half a smile.

"Yes, I am responsible..."

Although his words sounded like a joke, she answered them seriously.

Yes, she's responsible.

Because it was her who hurt him, she would not escape.

"Good!"

He chuckled and let go of her hand.

The morning wind made the gauze on his face flutter gently. She grabbed the piece of gauze between his ears and pulled it gently.

Let go of the moment, the veil will be taken away by the morning wind, fluttering, like a black butterfly floating to the depths of the flowers.

She looked at him with wide eyes.

The first thing that came into view was still his dark and deep eyes.

That deep dark, as if hiding a trace of anger, resentment, and pain unwilling.

She seemed to see through his inner world.

Next, she saw a scar.

After penetrating through the thick eyebrow, and then deep into the left hairline, the injury is not big, but the length is amazing.

This is also the place where he usually covers with black gauze.

It's not like a burn. It's like a scar left by someone after cutting his head. It can be imagined that the injury at that time must have been shocking.

Strangely, this scar didn't destroy the handsome face, but showed a kind of ferocious.

It made his masculinity stronger.

Coupled with his original very cold eyes, she looked at him, heart slightly trembling, she was afraid of him.

Looking at the little woman in his arms, he even opened her mouth wide in amazement. He sneered, released his hand, and then turned around.

"I know you can't accept it. You women all like good-looking men..."

Ye Mianmian ran after him, "no, it's not ugly!"

He stopped, slender body slowly turned, the sun over his back, she stood in his shadow.

She stepped barefoot on the cold floor and looked up at her.

There was a trace of mockery in his eyes.

"This little mouth is really good at talking! Although it's not from the heart, I still feel happy after listening to it. Do you think I'm a bit cheap? "

"No, no, Mu Hanchuan! Really, I think this scar is very masculine... "

She didn't know what to say to ease his pain.

A man who cherishes his face like his life should be in great pain, otherwise, he will not hide himself in the dark with a veil all day long.

"Oh, like me?"

He grinned badly, with a look and a tone that resembled ridicule.

At this time he, such a way of speaking, let her feel a little strange.

Yes, he is not the same as before.

"Mr. mu, Miss ye, breakfast is ready!"

The nanny came up and stood by and said respectfully.

"Go to breakfast..."

He turned and headed for the restaurant!

"Oh..."

She nodded and followed him.

He walked two steps, looked back at her snow-white feet, and frowned, "can't you wear slippers?"

"I... Didn't find it!"

It's not her home after all, and she doesn't know where to put her slippers.

As a matter of fact, she didn't look for it seriously. As soon as she came out to see the scenery, she was caught by him.

He gave her a scornful look, bent down and picked her up, and then the princess went to the dining room.

Facing the sea, the three walls of the restaurant are made of transparent glass. Sitting in the restaurant, you can overlook the sea.

In the morning light, the sea is shimmering. Further away, you can see the cruise ships on the sea and the white gulls flying in the sky.

On the white tablecloth table, there are freshly baked bread, bacon, fried eggs and broccoli.

Very simple western breakfast.

Ye mianmianmian drinks a mouthful of milk, and then looks at Xiangmu Hanchuan.

The man in front of him is still Mu Hanchuan, but it doesn't seem to be him.

When he looked at her, his eyes were different from before.

"How did that wound... Come about?"

She took a bite of the bread. It was crispy and melted in the mouth. It was sliced with a French stick and served perfectly with bacon.

She likes the crispness.

Mu Hanchuan's eyes became sad and complicated. Instead of speaking, he lowered his head and scratched the bacon on the plate with a fork.

A sharp knife cuts across the bacon and cuts it in half.

When he woke up, a sharp piece of glass stuck in his head, which was about the most terrible horror film he had ever seen in his life.

In the past, he had never seen such a terrible picture on the battlefield of international peace keeping.

That operation, done two days and two nights, pain into the bone marrow feeling are engraved in his memory.

It's too close to the brain for anesthesia.

As a matter of fact, he did not want to have brain anesthesia. Brain anesthesia will leave sequelae, and he can't even wake up all his life.

Perhaps, his amnesia is also related to these.

He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her, "why do you ask these questions? Weren't you there? "

"I, er... I'm sorry! Mu Hanchuan, I'm really sorry! I didn't expect you to do such a thing. I thought... "

In fact, she didn't know what to say.

Because nothing can be retrieved by saying now, language seems too pale in the face of pain.

"Don't mention... I lost my memory! I don't want to talk about the past, whether it's smelly or dirty. "

He interrupted her, his hot lips close to her ears, his voice low and hoarse.

As if to him, everything in the past was a terrible nightmare.

Yes, who would like to recall the pain of being burned by the flame.

Ye mianmianmian was also stunned. Originally, he lost his memory!

Doesn't he remember her?

Did he forget what he had been with her? Love, do not love, wrong, right, all forget it?

However, if you really forget, what is she with him now?

Last night, in the bathroom, he was crazy and savage, and she still remembered it very well.

She lowered her head, took another sip of milk and wiped her mouth with a napkin.

"Really, don't you remember anything? Between us... "