This middle-aged beautiful woman should be her cheap mother now.

Song Yue shrinks in the quilt, looking at the heat preservation bucket in her hand, suddenly a little uncomfortable.

This person, should not be to deliver food to her?

What should I do?

Will she eat later or not?

My stomach seems to be getting hungry.

Yao manrou's eyes on Song Yue are stunned, which makes her have the illusion that her daughter is back.

Suddenly, a voice interrupted her thoughts: "Mom, what are you doing here? She kind of person, let her die well, what else do you take to eat

Yao manrou suddenly returned to her mind, looked at Song Yue's miserable face and laughed at herself. What was she thinking?

Three years have passed. If my daughter could come back, she should have come back.

This person, not her baby daughter.

Her daughter has been a genius since she was a child. She never forgets anything. She can learn everything and never worries her.

This person, on the contrary, not only has different tastes, but also has different personalities and different eyes

Yao manrou is heartbroken when she thinks that her beautiful daughter, who was admired in the past, has become a miserable and infamous girl.

However, she has not been able to explain to the outside world.

Explain what?

That this man is not her daughter at all, but a ghost who occupies her daughter's body?

Who would believe it?

What's more, she doesn't want her daughter's body to be watched by more people.

Yao manrouqiang held back his grief, put the heat preservation bucket on the bedside table and said calmly, "you've washed your stomach. You haven't eaten all day. I've made some porridge. You can have some."

This person has a bad temper. He always loses his temper easily. If he is not satisfied, he will throw the bowl, lift the table and smash things.

But she didn't eat all day. If she didn't eat, she couldn't stand it.

Yao manrou opened the heat preservation bucket, filled out a bowl of porridge, and asked softly, "would you like to try it?"

Song Yue swallowed. She was really hungry.

Just hesitating to say something, Song Xi, a little beautiful man on one side, glared at her fiercely: "I warn you, if you dare to throw the bowl again, I'll go and beat Ye Lanting's little white face!"

Song Yue a burst of speechless, how one two, know to take ye Lanting to threaten her?

That's a scum, OK!

Even if you want to threaten her, you should also threaten her. If you dare to eat, you will beat Ye Lanting!

Then she must eat as much as she can!

Song Yue struggles to sit up. Yao manrou pulls out a small table and puts the bowl on it: "eat quickly."

Song Yue blushed: "thank you. But I want to gargle first

Yao manrou had to remove the bowl and table and help her out of bed.

"No, thank you." Song Yue refused with a smile. As soon as she stepped on the ground, she felt that her legs were soft. She fell forward and fell into a hard arms.

"I said, do you mean it? After a drink of dichlorvos, did you learn to throw yourself in the arms? "

He Chenyuan grabbed her arm and said in her ear, "don't think that if you do this, I will take a fancy to you!"

Song Yue

Nima, forget this shell, drink dichlorvos, and lie for too long, legs can't use strength!

However, he Chenyuan, the unfortunate man, dares to dislike her?

She doesn't like him yet!

You don't want to touch her, do you?

Then she would disgust him!

"I have no strength. Help me to the bathroom!"

"Why?"

"Aren't you my husband? It's your duty

She has to see what she's become!

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