I really don't want a second marriage

For the current night Tingchen, it takes great patience to barely stand here with the same complexion, so when he promised to go to the back garden with Han Muzi, Han Muzi also seemed to have found something and directly came over and took her arm.

Rather than holding his arm, he helped him for fear that he might fall.

Noticing her help, yetingchen tightened his eyebrows even more.

So she found out.

It's just that she didn't point out herself.

He didn't want her to see his headache again, just didn't want her to worry, and she obviously knew his mind, accepted and acquiesced to his practice, and then quietly changed it in her own way.

It's really well intentioned.

He is a woman of yetingchen.

Thinking of this, yetingchen suddenly stopped and didn't go.

Han Muzi was stunned for a moment and suddenly said, "why don't you wait for me here and I'll go by myself? Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Although she deliberately staggers the topic, now yetingchen estimates that he has been trying to bear it. If she has been here all the time, he can't remove the disguise of pain and pretend to be okay all the time.

At this time, yetingchen pulled his pale lips and stared down at her.

"I'm sure it's a little uncomfortable."

Han Muzi's lips froze with a farfetched smile and stared at yetingchen. Unexpectedly, he would suddenly confess to himself. She didn't know how to react for a moment, so she looked at him blankly.

"Don't go? Huh?"

He leaned down, buried his face in her neck, smelled the fragrance belonging to her, and felt that his headache seemed to be relieved a lot. Han Muzi didn't expect that he would suddenly confess and asked her not to go. After she reacted, she could only hold him.

"OK, I won't go. I'll... Accompany you into the room for a while."

"Yes."

Finally, yetingchen entered the room with her help. After Han Muzi asked him to sit down, he found that his face was still very bad, so he turned around and said, "I'll pour you a glass of water."

In addition to the pain, yetingchen raised his eyes to see her figure. Seeing that she was running in a hurry, he couldn't help frowning and wanted to say something about her. The scene in front of him changed again. A big man leaned powerlessly on the sofa.

Although Han Muzi was in a hurry, she was very steady. She remembered that she was a pregnant woman, so she was careful all the time. When she went to the downstairs kitchen and wanted to pour water, she found that there was no hot water because no one lived here.

Moreover, the water heaters were put away. Han Muzi found the water heater in the cabinet after looking for it for a long time, and then washed it and boiled it again after hot water.

After all, these have not been used for so many years, and she is also worried about problems.

Taking advantage of the empty water, Han Muzi went back upstairs.

When she got to the kitchen door, she turned back and brought the hot kettle. By the way, she brought a cup upstairs.

Night Tingchen lay on the sofa, his narrow eyes closed, and his eyelashes trembled gently in the air.

Since the last time he told Jason to simulate the scene and then urge his memory, his mental ability seems to be getting worse and worse day by day. If it's normal life, he won't have any problems.

But as long as he touches one point, his spirit will bear great destruction.

The feeling that he had to remember and couldn't remember almost broke his spirit.

Mu Zi

Before he came back, yetingchen looked at the white ceiling and gently lifted his lips.

Although it was a great spiritual blow, his memory was indeed recovering a little.

Especially after returning home, I saw Meng Xueyou last time and returned home this time.

He thought of many things, but that was not all.

When can he think of everything?

When Han Muzi came back, yetingchen had sat up. He was sitting on the sofa. Except that his face didn't look very good, his appearance was no different from that of normal people.

Han Muzi put the hot kettle on one side of the table, then plugged in the switch, and then walked towards yetingchen.

"No one has lived here for a long time, so there is no hot water. You can only cook it again. Wait a minute."

When Han Muzi sat down on his side and explained these to him, she painfully wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with her hand. Just for a moment when she came downstairs, so much sweat came out on his forehead. It looked really uncomfortable.

Han Muzi was a little worried. She couldn't help biting her lip and asked, "why don't we go to the hospital?"

With a faint smile, yetingchen grabbed him and wiped his cold sweaty hand on his forehead, pulled it down to him, then took out the white veil from his pocket and wiped Han Muzi's hand seriously.

"... this is..." Han Muzi didn't understand what he meant and looked at him strangely.

"Dirty." like hearing her doubts, yetingchen explained to her.

Han Muzi reacted at once. It turned out that he meant wiping his sweat and dirt for him, so he wiped her hands clean. This reason made her speechless and even angry: "what are you talking about? I don't dislike you at all."

"Well." yetingchen nodded, "I know."

But he hates himself.

Now he has no memory, does not say, and has headaches from time to time, so that she is afraid of being pregnant. If he can, he really wants to solve these things by himself, but... He can't hide in front of her.

After all, people get along day and night.

Although he knew, he was still wiping her hands. His actions were extremely gentle and serious. Han Muzi simply pulled his hand back when he saw him like this, and then directly came forward to wrap his neck and kiss him on his forehead.

Night Tingchen was directly stunned by her kiss. When he reacted, Han Muzi had left, and then stared at him closely. His eyes and expression were obviously dissatisfied.

"If you do this again, I'll be angry. I said I don't dislike you. You're still wiping there. What are you wiping?"

If you don't dislike it, you don't dislike it, but ye Tingchen didn't expect that she used this way to prove herself. The idea is really simple and stupid, so he... Can't explore himself.

Looking at the little woman close at hand, she pouted and looked at him angrily.

Night Tingchen's brain was hot, stretched out his hand to hold her and pulled her into his arms.

"Ah..." Han Muzi was pulled into his arms by yetingchen before she could react. She sat directly on his thigh, and she just held his neck. After sitting over now, her posture was very ambiguous.

After getting closer, yetingchen stroked her cheek with his big hand, gently rubbed her lips with his thumb, and his eyes deepened: "since Mrs. Yeh is so enthusiastic, I'd better obey."