His Sunny Wife

Qin Yi runs to the window, and Nangong Yaoling

Xia xiaonuan's whole body was shocked. She only felt a figure flash in front of her eyes. Then, she heard a loud noise downstairs. After she understood what, she only felt her brain "buzz".

As soon as it was dark, her whole body fell unsteadily.

Fall in the arms of a man.

A faint smell of mint came, and she seemed to hear Liang Shaochen calling her name.

But she couldn't see the face above her head.

Then I heard the housekeeper scream.

"Master! Master...! "

Then there was a confused and rapid sound of footsteps, and her heart sank. This time, she completely fainted.

On this day, Xia xiaonuan had a long dream.

In her dream, she and namo went back to their childhood. Namo took her to the orchard behind the orphanage to pick and eat fruit. It was just dawn, and there seemed to be wet fog in the air. Always quiet and introverted, namo stepped on a wooden chair and climbed to an apricot tree to pick apricots for her.

At that time, the apricots were not yet fully ripe. He picked a few red ones, picked them, wrapped them in his handkerchief, and then climbed down the tree with difficulty.

Then they spread the handkerchief in front of her like a treasure. Then they excitedly ran to the swing frame and ate the fruit while playing on the swing.

That apricot is really sour. It's hard to bite, but Xiao Nuan is very happy to eat.

"Namo, will you always pick apricots for me?"

"Of course, as long as you want, I will pick it for you all my life."

"But your hands are all broken. Does it hurt?"

The South desert some embarrassment ground will slip the hand of the wound by the branch to plug in oneself after death, smile a way: "don't ache at all, for seven seven seven, really don't ache."

Little warm can't help gushing a touch.

She was about to say something when suddenly the Dean came.

The Dean rushed up, grabbed the green apricot in her hand, threw it in the grass, and then pulled the South desert away. Then she saw that the dean in front of her turned into a serious and indifferent old man.

This man is Nangong Jinlie.

Nanmo is not Nanmo at all. He is Nangong Yaoling.

Small warm is pulled apart by the person, she grabs the hand of South Temple Yao Ling.

Nangong Yaoling is just pulled away with no expression. She cries, but Nangong Yaoling just looks at her sadly until she is pulled away.

"Xiao Nuan, you liar! You're not my wife at all. You're fake. Why do you lie to me? You killed Zhong Li Hurt the people around me, the one you love in your heart is never me

"No I didn't, I didn't! " Xiao Nuan screams.

Nangong Yaoling has turned coldly.

Xiaonuan was pushed down in the grass, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

But I was already in a cold sweat.

She grabs the corner and stares at the ceiling.

At this time, a fast footstep came, and a familiar face came into view.

"Xiao Nuan, are you awake?" Man's hoarse voice, with a bit of joy to ask.

Xiao Nuan props up and hugs Nangong Yaoling's neck tightly.

"Nangong Yaoling, don't leave me Never leave me, will you? "

Nangong Yaoling felt a pain in his heart.

He held out his hand and held his tiny body in his arms.

"Fool, I will never leave you. As long as you don't leave me, I will pester you all my life."