No wonder his dark pupils no longer contained the gloomy coldness and bloodthirsty evil spirit, but only the arrogance and rebelliousness of youth. Four years ago, he was still under the protection of his father, as Bonanna's
The successor, one person below ten thousand people, naturally develops a bad temper.
That killing exposed him to bloody cruelty. In the cruel competition where it was either you or me, he had to be cruel and ruthless, and began to arm himself with ruthlessness, ruthlessness, and insidiousness.
"Little Momo, your feet were burned like this. If not treated, there will be scars!" Teng Yue came closer to her to check the injuries. "Don't worry, I will try my best to restore his memory as soon as possible!"
Butler He took the medicine box over.
Teng Yue used a syringe-tipped needle to gently pop the blisters, drain out the liquid, and then disinfected them with iodine. Every blister must be treated in this way. Because Xiang Yimo was pregnant, she could not use ointment, so she only
It can be disinfected with iodine and bandaged with gauze.
Xiang Yimo's expression was dull and he murmured, "Will he never be able to recover that memory?"
Teng Yue shook his hand, and the sharp needle pierced the skin, "No!" His tone was decisive, "I will never let this happen!"
"He has lived too tiredly in the past four years. Isn't it a good thing to forget?" Xiang Yimo smiled bitterly, with a beautiful smile, like an elegant lotus, withering one by one, and the broken petals danced in the wind, gradually
While Teng Yue was treating the wound, Xiang Yimo fell asleep unknowingly, and slept all day and night. Was it because he wanted to make up for the lack of sleep before, or was he trying to escape from the cruel reality.
Nangong Han has woken up, but she is no longer her Nangong Han. In his memory, there is no difference between her and passers-by A and B.
One moment, they were close lovers, and the next moment, they were strangers.
God, it seems that he is toying with her again. Is this to test the relationship between them? However, they have experienced so many ups and downs, why do they torture her again and again?
Xiang Yimo was hungry. She lowered her head and rubbed her swollen belly. "Baby, Mommy will be strong for you and will definitely persevere!" He climbed out of bed slowly, his legs wrapped with gauze because he didn't apply any burn ointment.
, the burning pain became more and more severe as she woke up.
She held on to the wall, moved step by step, and moved slowly. She walked downstairs and heard the noise in the living room.
"This is your wedding photo. Open your eyes and see clearly!" Teng Yue placed a bunch of photos in front of Nangong Han.
Nangong Han glanced disdainfully, "I can see clearly even if I don't open my eyes wide!"
"Now, do you believe what we said!" Ren Sichen was already talking and his mouth was dry, so he picked up the quilt and drank some water.
"Little Momo, your foot injury hasn't healed yet, why did you come down here!" Teng Yue caught a glimpse of Xiang Yimo and couldn't help but complain.
Nangong Han raised his head, raised his arrogant chin, and his scrutinizing eyes wandered back and forth on her body, "Are you my wife?"
"Yeah!" Xiang Yimo responded lightly.
Nangong Han frowned, "How could I become so superficial and marry a vase home?"
"Pfft -" Ren Sichen couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of water.
"I really don't dare to be a vase!" Xiang Yimo stared at him calmly, not avoiding his scrutinizing gaze. "If I lost my memory, I would feel that I was too masochistic. How could I be willing to marry a devil!"
"Then what do you like about me?" Nangong Han raised his eyebrows with a bit of amusement.
Xiang Yimo rolled her eyes at him, "I like showing off!"
"Hahahaha..." Teng Yue couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Nangong Hanhei had a stern face, "I can't tell you are so lustful!" His eyes fell on her belly, "Are you pregnant with twins? It seems that I am quite capable!"
"Cough! Cough!" Ren Sichen was choked and coughed violently.
Before he lost his memory, Nangong Han would never say such words. Faced with his sudden change, he really couldn't adapt.
Xiang Yimo's face turned red, "I'm hungry!"
"I just woke up and wanted to eat. Did I raise a sow?" Nangong Han said casually.
Hearing the familiar words, Xiang Yimo's eyes instantly moistened, and clear tears flowed quietly along the corners of his eyes.
Nangong Han frowned, "I'll call you a pig, what's the point of crying!"
As before, he couldn't bear to see a woman cry.
"Sand got into my eyes!"
"Where did the sand come from here?" Nangong Han snorted contemptuously, "You think my IQ is negative!"
Xiang Yimo turned around silently, complaining to herself that she was so unsatisfied, how could she cry in front of him? She moved her painful feet, step by step, towards the restaurant with difficulty.
He lost his vicious and cruel aura, but he was still sinister and domineering.
Looking for the common ground between him and before he lost his memory, he was undoubtedly picking at Xiang Yimo's scars, making them drip with blood and difficult to heal.
He was clearly in front of her, but he was as cold and indifferent as a stranger. The pain of not knowing each other was like a knife, torturing her broken heart.
Nangong Han stared at her back, his thin lips slanted, with a playful smile, "This woman seems to be quite fun!"
"Wow!" Ren Sichen suddenly shouted from behind him.
Nangong Hanhan had a dark face and curled his lips, "Ren Sichen, what the hell are you crazy about! If you have a mental illness, go find a doctor. If you have an incurable disease, go buy a cemetery. Don't blame me all day long.
Call!"
"Aren't you scared?"
"You think my guts are made of glass and I get scared so easily!"
"Then was there a white light in your mind, or was there a blurry picture flashing through your mind?"
Nangong Han gritted his teeth, "Now I only have the urge to poison you!"
Ren Sichen turned his head and glared at Teng Yue angrily, "Didn't you say that you can recover your memory after being frightened and stimulated? Why is this trick useless!" He shirked the responsibility.
A drop of cold sweat dropped from Teng Yue's forehead. He looked speechless and shook his head. "The premise is that he has been frightened and stimulated. Who are you scaring with your weird screams?"