When gong xi speaks coldly, his hands are all holding on to Qiao Liu's painting, which is a kind of strength that never lets go.

Qiao Liuhua felt the wrist was tightly held, she could not get rid of the cold power of Gongxi.

In fact, Qiao Liu's painting can be done in a sharp way. However, Gong Xiliang's care for her and her kindness are all in front of her. How can she really be cruel.

If Gong xileng had found her, she would have all the memories. She would not have come to the Hai people with Gong xileng.

However, she only recovered all her memories after enjoying and getting used to the coldness of Gongxi.

So her heart is contradictory, and she is in pain.

Qiao Liu opened her mouth and didn't look back. She looked at the sea ahead and said, "gong xi is cold. You know clearly that I won't do that, and I won't really harm you. I'm just a little bored. I want to go back to where I can go."

Hearing this, Gong xileng was frightened and flustered. He grabbed Qiao Liu's painting hard and asked her to turn to himself, "where are you going, your home is the sea people, you can't go anywhere. I won't allow you to leave me, you can only be by my side."

Qiao Liuhua almost yelled at the cold palace stream, "gong xi cold, how can you be so overbearing and unreasonable."

No matter how Qiao Liuhua lost his temper, no matter what he said, when gong xi looked at her coldly, his eyes were gentle.

The depth of his eyes is so obvious.

He looked at Qiao Liu's painting deeply, with the light of indulgence and indulgence.

"Picture son, you think I'm crazy. I won't allow you to leave me. Maybe you had my child last night."

When Qiao Liuhua heard this, she felt palpitation

They were intense last night and didn't do anything about it.

"You, child You mention children, gong xi Leng, you even mention children to me, ah... "

When talking about children, Qiao Liuhua will think of the original scene, she began to struggle with pain.

Looking at such a Qiao Liu painting, gong xi is also deeply distressed.

He hugged Qiao Liuhua and hugged her in his arms. He said in a hoarse voice: "painting son, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was not good, you beat me and scolded me..."

"Ah Ah... "

Qiao Liuhua struggled, constantly beating Gongxi cold, Gongxi cooling firmly holding her.

He said that as long as she was by his side, he could even beat him and scold him.

How good was he to see her in such pain.

That's his child with Pico.

At the beginning, he was actually looking forward to the child.

At that time, he thought it was Qiao Liuhua who deliberately did not want the child. He was really angry.

Later, I learned that it was all made by you Daijia.

Although he avenged himself, the child was gone.

It was the pain in Qiao Liu's painting and his heart.

He tried so hard last night to let the child come back.

He even thought privately that even if he had a child, he would not leave even if he had recovered his memory.

She is so soft hearted that she will forgive him for the sake of the child.

However, he just didn't expect that Qiao Liu's painting could recover his memory so quickly that he could remember all of them, which made him completely unprepared.

No matter how hard Qiao Liuhua struggles, gong xi Leng hugs her.

Qiao Liu painted cold palace stream, "palace cold, I hate you hate you."

"I know, hate, hate proves you still love me."

Qiao Liu used his teeth to bite the cold shoulder of Gongxi.

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