Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

If you really are Gu Qian, I will never let go of your hand in my life!

Mo Beichen's resolute words echoed in her ears. She didn't regret falling asleep. She was awakened by this sentence. She wanted to escape, escape to the mountains again, or escape into the temple to a place he couldn't find.

But the way of heaven has reincarnation. Even if she escapes, where can she escape?

The next day, without regret, she got up with two dark circles under her eyes. She turned out a gray cotton linen dress similar to the monk's robe from her suitcase. The skirt was up to her ankles. She went out in gray handmade shoes with soft soles.

This skirt was bought by Yan Luoxi when she took her shopping. Yan Luoxi intended to buy her a colorful dress, but she couldn't look at it. She always felt that those fancy clothes looked frivolous.

Yanluoxi was so angry with her that she finally just casually offered her advice.

When she passed the store, she took a fancy to the skirt at a glance. The plain color was very suitable for her mentality. She tried it and it fitted well. It was rare that she also obtained yanluoxi's approval before she bought it.

Mo Beichen slept better last night. It should be said that his sleep has miraculously improved since no regret appeared in his world. After saying that, he was more and more determined. Whether he didn't regret or not, he would never let her go.

With this understanding, he can naturally sleep soundly, but he doesn't know how much pressure his words have brought to no regret.

At the moment, he was sitting in the living room watching the morning news. When he saw that he didn't regret pushing the door out, he looked up at her, "did you sleep well last night?"

The obvious Raven blue color at the bottom of a woman's eyes shows that she can't sleep well. Her whole body is like shrouded in a layer of depression. She glanced at the man whose eyes are shining. She said, "Mo always seems to sleep well?"

"I've never been so down-to-earth. Haven't you slept well?" Mo Beichen knew Gu asked. Seeing her tossing and turning all night because of her words, he didn't feel guilty at all.

Without remorse, she sharpened her teeth and had the impulse to bite him to death. She hummed, "of course I slept well, too."

Mo Beichen looked at her and said that the rabbit had to bite when he was anxious, not to mention people. He could tease her, but he couldn't really offend her, or he would be punished in the end.

"That's good. Breakfast is hot in the kitchen. Shall I bring it out for you?" Mo Beichen started up.

"No!" She didn't regret stopping it and asked the president of Tangtang Juxing media to wait on her for breakfast. She really had no luck. After talking, she turned and went to the kitchen.

There was something warm on the natural gas stove, and a smell of food lingered around. I didn't regret that I found myself hungry. When she opened the lid of the pot, a hot air mixed with the aroma of food came to her face. She couldn't help swallowing.

Mo Beichen's cooking is not bad. She seems to be much better than four years ago. Looking at the warm millet porridge and dishes in the pot, she was slightly moved.

Mo Beichen looked at the morning news and soon saw no regrets floating out of the kitchen. She said it was floating. In fact, it was not so exaggerated, that is, she didn't walk at all, and her steps were very light.

He glanced at her. She put the tray on the table, then opened her chair and sat down to eat. Her movements were very gentle. Her long gray dress made her exude a quiet atmosphere.

The woman bathed in the morning light seemed to be shining all over. He narrowed his eyes. In fact, the more he did not regret to get along with her, the more he could find her different characteristics.

be reborn?

He also felt that he was paranoid. Otherwise, why would he suddenly realize the details he couldn't think of before when he saw that the new script made by Juxing media was a rebirth type.

For example, Buhui's back is very similar to Gu Qian. For example, a monk can speak fluent English, Portugal and even Russian. He realized the details he couldn't figure out when he saw the word rebirth.

It must be like this. Gu Qian must have been reborn without regret, so it is not like Gu Qian at all, but it is very similar in his soul.

Don't regret feeling the gaze of Mo Beichen. Her hand holding chopsticks can't help tightening. What is he exploring? Does he want to find Gu Qian's shadow from her?

Then she will let him down.

Don't regret turning around and looking at Shangmo Beichen, "Mr. Mo, if you look at me like this, I won't be able to eat."

Mo Beichen: "

He picked up the remote control board and turned off the TV. Then he got up and went into the restaurant and sat down opposite him. He said, "last night before going to bed, I found a novel on the Internet about the heroine who had been abused too much before she died and reborn to another person after she died, and then came back for revenge."

Don't regret picking an eyebrow, "so Mo always feels that your sweetheart is reborn on me, and then comes back to avenge you? Then I would like to ask, has President Mo abused your sweetheart? "

Mo Beichen pursed his lips. "If cold violence is also abuse, then I'm really wrong."

"Ha ha!" He sneered at him without regret and impoliteness, "if your sweetheart dies just because of your cold violence, she's quite brain crippled."

Mo Beichen's eyes were slightly cold, "I don't allow you to scold her."

Don't regret to pick an eyebrow and look at him. She looks quite provocative. She has been staring at him covetously. Even if she is a clay figurine, she has a third earthiness. How can she bear it all the time.

"Then don't say these idiot words. Buddha culture has been circulating in the world for thousands of years, but it has never been spread that people can be reborn to another person after death. President Mo, I think you need to go to the mental hospital to have a good look when you go back. If the boss of Juxing media is mentally ill, I'm afraid it's not a good thing. " Without regret, he continued to drink millet porridge.

Mo Beichen: "

He was so angry that he had no power to answer back, but he vaguely felt that the man who lost his temper did not regret was very cute. He was no longer so light as a breeze, but he was a little angry.

He smiled. "Are you in love with me?"

Don't regret looking at him like an idiot. It seems to despise him. His paranoia is becoming more and more serious.

Mo Beichen held his chin in his hand and looked at her. "If you don't fall in love with me, why are you so angry? Or do you mind if I treat you as shallow? "

The words "shallow" were called out by his magnetic voice, full of deep feeling. He didn't regret dropping his eyes and basking in a low smile. "It seems that Mr. Mo really needs to go to the mental hospital for a good check."

Mo Beichen smiled without anger and looked at her with clear eyes, "don't regret, I'll let you show your feet."

She didn't regret being lazy to talk to him. She saw that the more she talked to him, the more he kicked his nose and face.