The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Jin Qingyue went upstairs and knocked on the door. "Sister, I'm Qingyue."

An Xiaomen came to open the door.

"Sister, let me ask you something."

"what's up?"

Jin Qingyue smiled slightly. "I heard my brother say that you can help me calculate my marriage with the ancestor of the ancestral temple. What is going on, sister-in-law, please tell me."

"Really want to know?" An Xiaomen patted the sofa, "Sit."

The two sat down one after another, An Xiaojing holding her leg and turning her head and said to her, "It's good for you and the two to marry, but there are some things I can't say too absolute. As the saying goes, the secret cannot be leaked. Ding is a little bit, Qingyue, although your marriage is good, the process is not too smooth, and there will be some things in the side branches that will disturb you. "

"I think I already understand what this means, sister-in-law, we are already trying to be together now, and now we count half cohabitation / living, a set of three bedrooms in this community, we don't have a bedroom, now You get along like this, you know, I feel like I'm back in my teenage years, I'm very excited every day, and, I can have today, thanks to you, if not for you, I don't have that courage, I will seize this happiness. "

When An Xiaojing listened to her, she saw the expression on her face, as if she saw a person portraying her future happy life.

"You haven't known each other for a day or two. I think you should know him very well, such as his character, whatever. If you can take the initiative to seize happiness, you must take the initiative. Happiness is more important." Xiao Lemon was happy for her, "Lingci Night is much better than Shi Shaochuan."

"Where is so much better, it's almost ten times stronger than him. I don't even want to mention that dregs. Do you know that Baoer asked me to remarry him and threatened me?" Jin Qingyan said, "I can't come with him for the child again, that's impossible."

"Your daughter is spoilt by you." An Xiaojing honestly said, "Also, it's a bit like you used to be."

"Well, that ’s what I worry about the most, because I already know that I look bad before, so I do n’t want her to be like me, but than like her dad, I still want her to be like me, compared with my character and Morality, her dad is not personal. "

There was an inexplicable sense of joy in this remark, An Xiaomen smiled lightly, "The child is young now, and some things must be taught from an early age, otherwise the stereotypes will not be changed."

"By the way, my brother told me all the things that made him angry with you. When I came up, I was sitting on the sofa thinking about it, but I was serious about reflection."

"He will reflect, I don't believe it."

"Really, sister-in-law, I think my brother is so cute to you, even now that I have amnesia, I still love you so much, but sister-in-law, I don't know if I should speak or not ..."

"What do you say directly." She listened carefully.

"I always feel that my brother has recovered his memory." Jin Qingyue said quickly, "Maybe I was talking nonsense, but now this feeling is the same as before. I went to country N to see my brother after amnesia, When I got along later, I always felt that most of him didn't like to talk, and was very shy ... "

"It's really shy. It feels the same to you now, but he can't tell us if he regains his memory."

Jin Qingyue nodded solemnly, "That's why I said that it might be my nonsense ..."

An Xiaomen thinks carefully about Jin Qingyan's recent behavior, especially on the plane, when he cold-faced a gun alone against the terror / horror / fen / subhead, the gloom on that face ...

When you think about them when you get along, you don't know when he started, he talked a lot, and seemed to say little to others.

"Is it really recovered? I'll know when I try." An Xiaomen winked at her, "Would you like to play?"

"What drama?"

"Come here with your ears." An Xiaomen beckoned at her, and then when Jin Qingyue approached her, An Xiaomen said a few words to her.

Jin Qingyue's eyes lightened, "Sister-in-law, this is a ruthless move."

"Just play a game."

"Okay, I cooperate with you."

She came down from the second floor and saw Jin Qingyan still sitting on the sofa, just like the old monk Ruding, motionless.

"brother."

He looked up. "How come up so long?"

"Well, have a good chat with Xunzi, but I think Xunzi is in a bad mood and seems to be very dissatisfied with you. Would you like to go up and see?"

Jin Qingyan heard her say this and immediately put on slippers and walked upstairs.

Jin Qingyue chuckled her lips, turned and followed, and stood quietly at the door, stopping the movement inside.

When Jin Qingyan entered the bedroom, he found that An Xiaomen was lying in bed well, with her hands on her stomach, lying there motionless, as if she was asleep.

He stepped forward, his eyes suddenly fell on the needle beside the bed.

Reached out and picked it up, and then looked at the small bottle next to it, there is a word on the bottle, I don't know, Jin Qingyan's face turned pale.

"Small lemon?"

"Small lemon?"

He reached out and pushed, motionless.

Jin Qingyan thought to himself, wouldn't he just commit suicide for these two little things?

He reached out and tickled her. "Okay, stop pretending."

An Xiaomen opened her eyes and rolled over. "Who pretended?"

"Then you didn't pretend that you put this syringe and pill bottle here, and fool me? I don't know you yet?"

"Where do you know me?"

"Know your temper."

An Xiaomen sat upright and looked at him with a smile, "What's wrong with me? What does it look like in your eyes?"

"You ca n’t commit suicide if you commit suicide."

"why?"

"Because this is your temper."

An Xiaojing squinted. "I'm hungry. Let Aunt Chen make me my favorite meal. The other two must be on the table."

He gestured OK, "Know, tofu and chili sauce."

The corner of An Xiaomen's mouth raised slightly. "By the way, go to the wine cellar and get me some wine. I want to drink two glasses."

"What wine to go to the wine cellar, isn't dreamyanghe in our bedroom?"

An Xiaomen smiled deeper and deeper, "This is, why didn't I think of it, this is the drink you made yourself."

"Yeah, your favorite ..." After speaking, Jin Qingyan flashed his tongue.

Jin Qingyue at the door walked in slowly, "Brother, when will you recover your memory?"

"What kind of memory recovery, how can I have it, I haven't." Jin Qingyan looked at her, "Go and tell Aunt Chen that your sister-in-law is hungry and let her start preparing lunch."

Jin Qingyue and An Xiaojing gave each other an unannounced glance, "I thought you had recovered your memory. There wasn't any of it, yes, I'll go down and tell Aunt Chen."