"What are you thinking about?" Lan asked as she thought of him, but he couldn't hide his words.
Xiang Qinglan took his hand and wrote: "I wonder what kind of man Qing was before?" She smiled, and sometimes she was really curious about what kind of man Qing was before he lost his memory.
People, shrewd when translating documents, ruthless when angry, the kind of childishness that occasionally shows, I don’t know what kind of past is under those clear green eyes.
And she could clearly feel Ganqing's fingers tightening slightly.
In fact, he also cares about it. After all, everyone wants to find their past, and Qing is no exception.
"I don't know?" Qing Mingming shook his head. Everything in his past was blank, and he didn't think about what he was looking for. He never thought about it when he was a beggar.
He didn't think about it when he was starving to death, and he didn't think about it when he had a family. But now, he has thought about it a little bit, because the man in black at night has always been in his body, which made him a little confused.
.
Who is he? Who is he?
However, he didn't want to tell Lan about it. He was just afraid that she would be too worried.
"Then let's think about it slowly," Xiang Qinglan didn't force him to do anything. She continued to hold his hand, then let go of his hand, and continued to hold his hand and walk forward.
It was like holding the hand of a loved one, but the feeling was still a little different. She didn't know what this kind of satisfaction through the palm of the hand was, but she wanted to live like this for the rest of her life.
Is this a generation good? In their world, they are not very rich, but they are very happy. Although their lives have flaws, they are much happier than before.
The smile on the corner of the lips has always been faint, but although it is not very pure, it is very beautiful.
The so-called happiness, in fact, as long as you want it, then, maybe, you will feel it in another state of mind, but this is not considered happiness.
She picked up that him.
But they didn't know that not far away, there were two pairs of malicious eyes staring at them. There was even a touch of malice in them. The ruthlessness there looked like a wolf. One of them was ferocious.
Wolf.
"Is it them?" the man asked the woman next to him. His scarred face looked very sinister. He held a cigarette between his fingers and blew smoke rings from time to time. He looked a little bit cool.
It just looks more rough and lusty, making people extremely uncomfortable just by looking at it.
It was them, a woman's voice, a sound of gnashing teeth, which seemed to contain a lot of resentment that could not be vented.
"Do you really want to do this? After all, he hasn't done anything to you yet?" The man asked again, looking ahead, with a touch of sarcasm on his thick lips. Women are always so self-conscious.
Moreover, it is also poisonous enough.
"I'm sure, you just need to do as I say. Anyway, I won't miss you a cent of the money." A shadow fell on the face of the woman who spoke. She stretched out her hand to caress her neck, and her breasts
There was a deep red mark on it, that damn man, he made her embarrassed in front of so many people, and almost strangled her to death, how could she let them go, and of course that woman, if it wasn't for that woman,
It was impossible for her to encounter such a thing. If she wanted to hate her, she would just look at each other, dumb and dumb. No one who offended her, Wang Xiaoting, could get over it so easily.
Here, she is the female overlord at this time, because she has such a man beside her. This man can be said to have been in the street. He has been in prison for several years, but he has some spirit for others.
However, he owed this woman's family a favor, so he could help her unconditionally.