She closed her eyes and trembled.

Not him.

In fact, she already knew that he was not him.

Thirteen walked to charming man, his body stretched tightly, and even his nervous voice changed, "I chose you, charming man, don't worry, no one dares to choose you, you are safe, i... I won't touch you."

The supporters of thirteen helped the forehead.

Shit, why are they with such a man.

Charming man was dejected, "it's not him..."

"What are you talking about, charming man?"

Charming man pursed her lips and didn't even look at it, so she left the campfire party dejected.

She followed her closely like a loyal dog, but she didn't dare to be too close to her.

She was wobbly.

Thirteen stretched out his hand to hold her, but his hand was in the void, but he didn't dare to do anything in the end.

Thirteen supporters of the party did not dare to look.

The bonfire feast continues, and no one sleeps tonight.

He walked on the corridor with her in his arms. The doctor arranged a residence for him. There was only a simple bed and washroom in it. The room was small and everything could be seen at a glance.

The things inside are very simple.

Just then.

He lifted her veil. Halfway through it, his hand was in the air. He breathed lightly, and his hand began to tremble unconsciously. He didn't know whether he was expecting or afraid.

Finally, he untied her veil.

A white, tender and bright face appeared in front of him. Her Phoenix eyes were full of posture, Qiong's nose was white and lovely, her red lips tooted up, held his neck, her long eyelashes trembled and looked at him, and his heart suddenly became soft.

At the moment of seeing her face, I don't know why, the feeling of pain in the heart gradually disappears, and the great joy rushes to his heart honestly. He doesn't understand why. Just looking at her, his body feels very honest and happy, which is a great sense of satisfaction.

She's like someone on the tip of his heart.

He raised his hand and stroked her face. There was pain in his eyes. He hoarse voice, staring at her with scarlet eyes and asked, "who are you?"

This face engraved in the depths of his soul.

"I'm your baby!"

He pursed his lips.

Tang Qingge looked at it and sighed silently in her heart. She held his hand and clearly told him, "I'm true, I'm not dead."

So don't be sad, okay?

That scene appeared in his dreams day and night.

He woke up like a dream and suddenly withdrew his hand.

Indifference got up. "Who the hell are you?"

She was silent.

After a while, "did you really forget me?"

He pinched her jaw and his eyes were cold. "If you don't answer, I'll hand you over."

"Are you willing?"

He is silent.

She asked again.

"Are you willing to send me away?"

She blinked and asked him, her eyes seemed to hook people.

His Adam's apple rolled and his eyes staring at her were hot.

But also restrained and calm.

He won't let anyone disturb his heart again.

"I'll hand you over."

Why can't this man get oil and salt in!

When Tang Qingge saw that he was' lying in the trough 'in his heart, he was in a hurry and hurriedly stopped his arm. "You can't bring me to the doctor. He made you like this. Have you forgotten how you liked me before? You held me in your hand and were afraid to lose it. I'm your sweetheart!"

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