"Xiao Xiao, you are you, there is no one else." Yan Yu looked deeply and said in a tone that no one could question.
"Oh." When she heard his affirmative answer, there was a hint of joy in her heart. She couldn't help but despise herself. What are you chuckling about? What an idiot.
It was the first time she had breakfast with him on the same stage. Bei Xiaoxiao originally thought she would feel nervous, but miraculously, she didn't feel cramped at all. It was as if she had eaten with him many times before. It was strange.
She was very sure that I just met him yesterday, but why did she feel like she was actually very familiar with him? Between her and him, could it be that she had really forgotten something?
This is the first time she has seen this snack, but the taste miraculously suits her appetite. Is this a coincidence or...[
But her memory is only before she fell off the cliff. What happened to her after she fell off the cliff? And her hair has grown longer. Has she really lost her memory?
If she lost her memory, what happened to her and this man? Sehun said that she died for his love, but he was still alive in front of her, why did she die for her love? Too many questions filled her
In her mind, she was eager to know the answer, but she was afraid of knowing the truth that would make her sad. What should she do?
Although this snack is very satisfying to my appetite, it is a bit unpalatable because she is too depressed to think about it.
When Yan Yu looked at her, he seemed to know what she was struggling with, but he did not take the initiative to answer her. When her eyes met with his, she seemed to understand what he meant.
He wanted to give her time to adapt, but should she be happy for his thoughtfulness?
After having breakfast, a tailor came to the palace and said he would help her measure her body and make clothes.
"Isn't there a lot of clothes in the wardrobe? Why do we need to make them tailor-made?" Bei Xiaoxiao was fiddled with by the tailor for a long time, and she finally couldn't help but ask.
"Miss Bei, I am helping you measure the bride's clothes, don't you know?" The tailor measured her waist and asked in surprise.
"What, the bride's clothes?" After hearing the tailor's words, Bei Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly widened. When did she say she wanted to marry him? This man is real.
