Over Shoes,Over Boots

Because he suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was Mujing orange. Although he knew it wasn't, why did she have a Mujing orange face, a body like Mujing orange, or even Call yourself brother like her?

In this world, only his orange will call him brother Yao. Besides, who else?

So, at the moment in their own side, must be orange!

It's his orange!

Think day and night, try every means to get the orange!

"Brother Yao..." Mujing orange gently kisses his lips, originally prepared to use the name of Mujing orange to lure him to make mistakes.

But unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her mouth, she was kissed by Nangong Yao. For a moment, her whole body was surrounded by him, and she couldn't escape any more.

When her skirt was torn open, when everything happened smoothly, Liang xueou laughed.

Smile is very obscure, but also a sense of achievement.

Nangong Yao, even if you have thousands of walls to keep me out, I have a way to move them all away.

Now You are my prisoner again, and our future has just begun.

Next, you'll see! -

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after dinner, Mu Jingcheng was carried upstairs by Qu Shaochen.

But when Zhang Ma came up with a bowl of ginseng chicken soup, she knew that there was an elevator in the house, and it was next to the restaurant, but Qu Shaochen didn't tell her the shortcut?

What's the purpose of this man?

"Let's talk!" Afraid of crutches, Mu Jingcheng comes to the man who is looking at his laptop seriously. When he looks at the screen without respect, he finds that there are lots of numbers and English on it.

Knowing that he was working, Mujing orange had a little regret.

Although she hates the South Temple Yao mouth of district little Chen, can oneself in front of this, but how to see all dislike.

That's why she decided to have a good chat with him.

But now, seeing that her request was not made at the right time, she couldn't help but beat the drum and said, "that If you're busy, we'll talk another day. "

"I'm not busy!" Qu Shaochen closed the computer, then turned to his wife, looking at her trance look, not from a slight smile, then stood up, walked to her side, "what do you want to talk to me about?"

Move Chen notebook in his heart, so he can't bear to see some of the orange well area.

They are short mouthed and soft handed.

Is it true that he owes him a debt of affection for his obedience?

And think about it, since he woke up, he didn't seem to have violated his own meaning. Although it's not obedient, it seems to mean almost that.

Such a man Would he be a bad guy?

"What do you think?" Qu Shaochen looked at her in a daze, not from the habit of pinching the tip of her nose.

Mujing orange's conditioned reflex retreated for a while, but his brain disappeared like something flashed by.

Even so, she captured a sense of familiarity, a sense of deja vu.

She couldn't remember what it felt like. But when she tried to think about it, her brain was very painful. The whole person was surrounded by a vacuum, and she felt suffocated.

"What's the matter? Is it uncomfortable? " District Little Chen see her look is not right, immediately worried hand to hold her, "come, to bed to rest for a while."

"I'm fine!" Mu Jingcheng shakes his head. Although his brow is tight, he feels better. She found that as long as she didn't think hard, her head wouldn't hurt so much.

Must have something to do with amnesia?

"It's ok?" District Little Chen some blame of looking at her, "the face all turned white!" He put her on the bed, turned around and poured her a glass of warm water. "Come on, drink some water. I'll call the doctor to have a look."

"Really not!" Looking at the area less Chen take out the mobile phone to make a phone call, Mu Jing orange stretched out his hand to hold his cape, "you don't call." Looking at him worried, she said with a smile, "I'm much better. Don't you see?"

Looking at her face showing a playful smile, district little Chen helpless will just dial out the phone press back.

"Don't try to be brave in front of me, OK?" Qu Shaochen sat next to her and looked at her still thin cheek and was distressed. "I know that you are on guard against me, and you are worried about the memory of the past six years. Although I can't tell you everything, but I promise you! In the past six years, I love you very much, without any social factors. You also love me very much, without any economic benefits. So, please believe that I can take care of you, protect you, don't trust other people's provocation, don't be deceived by other people's ulterior motives, OK? "

Mu Jingcheng looked at him and felt the sincerity in his words. Somewhere in his heart was as comfortable as being washed by Qingquan.It's just

"Others? Do you mean Nangong Yao? " Mujing orange watchs at Qu Shaochen alertly. She hasn't told him what Nangong Yao has said. How can he secretly point to it?

It seems that the relationship between them is really bad.

As Nangong Yao said, Qu Shaochen has been on guard against him and won't let himself meet him. Now it seems that What Nangong Yao said is true.

"Maybe, maybe not!" Qu Shaochen didn't admit it or deny it. He just looked at Mu Jingcheng seriously and frankly and said his thoughts, "in this world, there are many temptations in front of everyone. Some people can resist them, while others don't!"

"You used to talk to me, so profound?" Mu Jingcheng looked at him suspiciously, "why don't I understand what you're talking about?"

Is he too backward, or is this man deliberately beating around the bush with himself?

Qu Shaochen couldn't help laughing.

Mujing orange is Mujing orange, still so direct.

And after six years of experience, she returned to their temperament when they first met. For a moment, he was in a better mood as if he had returned to that time.

"It seems that your IQ is back to six years ago!" Qu Shaochen can't help laughing at her, but she doesn't have any malice.

"Nonsense!" Mujing orange glared at him, and then realized that he seemed to admit something, "what do you mean?"

"No fun!" District Little Chen still smile, "right, tomorrow about Professor Zhang, go to the hospital review, this time may take out the plaster."

"Really? Great Mu Jingcheng looked at her happily, with a bright smile on her face, "and I think it's time to get rid of it. These days, I can't feel the pain in my leg. Maybe it's already over. Those doctors are too conservative and too careful..."