Pick her up and go home?

Benefactor?

Repaying kindness?

Jane Eyre, who couldn't find the state, widened her eyes and blinked hard several times. Then, her brain flashed and understood.

"You You You It's It's dada... " Tongue tied, she did not say a complete word, finally can only choose to give up chagrin.

She does not remember the benefactor, but the benefactor is too busy, too dazzling, not her kind of grass can rely on. Being able to maintain a three-month phone call with Hua qiangu and Rana is the best condition at present. She didn't want to be self defeating, and she didn't want to end up being bored.

From a certain point of view, Jane Eyre is still a self-conscious girl.

She didn't rely on her perfect face and hot body to dream about what she couldn't get.

Chunyu Ziyu is depressed. Isn't this girl very sharp! How can't say a word, but this is not the focus of his attention, his focus is whether the woman recognized him.

But she seemed to remember something.

"Remember?" Chunyu Ziyu stood up and looked at her from a commanding position. Her eyebrows were raised, but Jane Eyre was relieved of her anger.

Jane Eyre nodded doggedly. "I remember. I remember."

"Don't you have anything to explain?" The slender thigh took a few steps and sat down on the sofa.

After losing the pressure, Jane Eyre's brain immediately returned to him. She looked at him in a tangled expression, hesitated and explained, "I'm not here to covet anything from you, but to tell you that I'm not the kind of woman you think I am. I... "

"Well? What kind of woman Chunyu Ziyu was smiling in his heart, and his face was still. He would not say that he really thought of this woman as that kind of woman.

Jane Eyre said, "also It's not a kind of woman. I just want to say... "

She couldn't talk.

Looking at the man who is waiting for the following, Jane Eyre is very upset. She blames him for being too powerful and forgets her lines. Jane Eyre thought hard how to think of the idea before, completely do not know his mind space, a man is staring at her.

To tell you the truth, Jane Eyre is not the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. Chunyu Ziyu, who grew up in everyone's heap since childhood, has seen every woman who is amazing. They are young, or old, or pure, or enchanting, each has its own unique temperament.

Jane Eyre's facial features are good. She is a typical oriental beauty. She is different from Ranran's immortal spirit and Mammy's fierce. She looks sweet and beautiful.

Maybe it was the skill of making up that was so superb that he didn't recognize her. Plain Jane Eyre to the present age, still like a child, pure and lovely, and a little silly.

Smart or something, seems to have nothing to do with this silly woman.

"I mean, don't get me wrong. I live here, too. I live in 7777 downstairs. I don't know why I went to the wrong room and met you. I'm sorry for the trouble Jane Eyre wanted to stand up and salute, but as soon as the quilt fell, Jane Eyre's face turned pale.

Looking at Chunyu Ziyu in a panic, he seemed to have not noticed the scene, and then secretly relieved. However, they had seen it for a long time, and they did not miss the scene just now, but his action was faster than her. He lowered his head and carefully turned the trigger on his hand.

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