Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Everything is an obvious fact, what's more, the fault is unintentional, and there has never been a mistake.

"Qiushui is right. She shouldn't be the one who died. But I don't want to cause so much trouble except for one who doesn't want to

Liu Qingxuan spoke slowly and didn't want to cause a lot of trouble. He was just a Nangong Beibei, and even after many years, he couldn't make Nanjiang quiet and peaceful.

It was the biggest mistake in my life to save Nangong Beibei.

Although Nangong Beibei has never done anything wrong, everything is because of Nangong Beibei. It's kind not to fight against Nangong Beibei.

"Qingxuan, everything is doomed. Don't think about it any more..." Hongling reaches out her hand and grasps liuqingxuan's wrist.

At this time, what I fear most is that Liu Qingxuan will do something to other people because of his emotional excitement. If so, things will only get more and more troublesome.

What's more, I haven't been involved in such a thing for many years. It's really irritating to encounter such a thing as soon as I return to southern Xinjiang. The person who killed Qiushui is Qiushui. The person who killed Qiushui is still unintentional. He is another apprentice of liuqingxuan. Everything is displayed here. How can it be alleviated?

If you think deeply, the more you feel that there seems to be something overstocked in your heart, the more painful it is.

"Well."

Liu Qingxuan finally made a low voice.

Trouble is not what everyone wants to get out of it, because if some things are not dealt with, they will be quite troublesome.

From now on, even if something will affect too much, Liu Qingxuan will not stop his heart. Everything will go forward and do it.

Even once, liuqingxuan also attached great importance to unintentionalness, but in front of this matter, liuqingxuan chose to destroy his relatives with great righteousness.

Both of them were apprentices taught by him hand in hand. No matter which side had an accident, Liu Qingxuan would feel sad in his heart. But the problem is... The problem is that he didn't mean to do it. How can we calculate these? But Qiushui has nothing wrong. He has never done anything to miss, but he has to help them all the time, even to help his own life.

Love is really harmful.

Although will be cruel to unintentional, but unintentional with a lifetime of thought to think deeply about Qiushui is also a wonderful thing, and these things or Qiushui would like to see a scene, because for Qiushui said, can always see unintentional, can be with unintentional for a lifetime is her lifelong desire.

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Pain, endless pain from all corners of the body, like something to tear, heavy pain, even the heart dirty mouth also seems to be pressed a big stone, stuffy.

Fudong was aware of the pain and frowned. But now he was aware of the more pain. Fudong's consciousness began to recover completely.

After a dull hum, someone put his hand on Fudong's shoulder and said anxiously, "do you feel uncomfortable when you wake up?"

A very gentle voice.

After hearing the sound, Fudong opened his eyes, and the scene began to blur in front of him. There was a beautiful little girl, and there was a scene of poverty everywhere, but the furnishings in the room were very neat.

Where is this?

Fudong's head is still very painful, he recalled before, but his mind is a blank.

"Where is this? Who am I? " Fudong was completely confused. He knew nothing about the world in front of him. The more he thought about it, the more he noticed the headache. The tearing pain was clear little by little and magnified infinitely little by little.

"This is my home... I found you at the bottom of the cliff and brought you back. At that time, you were seriously injured. But don't you know who you are? "

The low and small voice spreads towards Fudong, and then Fudong sees the woman's face full of doubts, as well as her black eyes.

A pair of black eyes clearly reflected in Fudong's eyes, but Fudong was vaguely aware of a familiar point, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Fudong shook his head. He didn't know who he was or where he came from. He would have a headache if he thought about all the problems. His mind was blank.

"Then you must have been hit in the head, but it doesn't matter. You don't remember it now, but you can still remember it later. In short, don't lose heart. Everything will get better slowly."

Then, the expression of the woman's gentle smile came into Fudong's eyes, which was very good-looking.

"What's your... Name?"

Fudong pursed his lips, and then asked the woman. Fudong thought that if the woman in front of him saved him, he must be grateful, but at first he must know the woman's name.

After all, he will not be at the bottom of the cliff for no reason, nor will he be found by a woman and brought back here.

Fudong thought that he must have experienced some very important things before, but the more he wanted to remember those things, the more he felt sad, and he couldn't remember them at all

Seeing Fudong's frowning, the woman grabbed Fudong's wrist and said, "you must be injured now, so you can't remember what happened before. If you can't remember, don't think about it. The more you think about it, the more headache you feel. When all your wounds are healed, your memory will come back, and my name is Liu Yiyi. "

"Thank you..." Fudong also slowly pulled out a smile, and then stopped his deep thoughts, no longer think before, no longer think about who he is and why he appears here.

It's like the girl in front of her... Oh, no, it should be said that it's Miss Liu Yiyi. She's right. When all the wounds are healed, those memories will come back with her.

It's just a matter of time. It doesn't matter. Everything can be done slowly as long as people are still alive.

"You're welcome. It's my duty to help the dying and the wounded. You've been sleeping for many days. You'll wake up hungry, won't you? I'll cook something for you. "

Liu Yiyi let go of Fudong and gave him a smile. Then he got up and went to the kitchen.

For the man in front of her, Liu Yiyi thought that she was the most beautiful person she had ever seen.

And Fudong?

But he frowned. How did he feel that he had seen the woman in front of him? The more he thought about it, the more