"Thank you." She didn't expect him to agree to her decision so easily. She didn't know whether she should be happy or disappointed.
"Promise me that you will protect yourself well and don't let Qiu Yunfeng touch you." Qiu Yunfeng may be a despicable person, but he is not a random man. This is why he feels more at ease and allows her to stay with him.
"I will protect myself." She must find her memory and find out the liar, An Luoluo thought to himself, her eyes fell on his heart, and as if sensing something, she suddenly stretched out her hand,
He grabbed his shirt and started to unbutton his clothes.
"Luoluo, what do you want to do?" Looking at her busy little hands, Situ Ran's throat suddenly tightened, and his blue eyes looked at her with surprise.
"Uh, don't get me wrong, I just want to see your gunshot wound." An Luoluo was stunned for a moment, as if he had just realized that he had done something good. His face turned red, but he did not stop his hand and moved his hand.
She opened her clothes, and when her eyes fell on the new scar on his heart, her heart suddenly hurt as if it had been torn apart. Inexplicable tears blurred her eyes, and she touched the wound lightly with her fingertips.
, choked and asked, "Does it still hurt now?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore. How did you know my wound was here?" He asked with a surprised look on his face as his fingertips lightly touched her eyebrows.
"Well, I don't know. Intuitively, it makes me feel that your wound is here." Hearing this, An Luoluo couldn't help but froze. He stroked his scarred palm, paused, and then said awkwardly
Withdrawing, he explained with a flushed face, "I'm sorry, I don't know why, but I suddenly wanted to touch your wound. I didn't mean to..."
"No, you don't need to apologize to me. I'm all yours. You can do whatever you want to me." Situ Ran grabbed the palm she wanted to withdraw and pressed the palm of her hand against the pain she had felt.
The painful wound, did she know how much her actions moved him? Even if there was no memory of him in her mind, she could still remember his things in her subconscious, even if it was a smile.
It was enough to move him deeply.
"Hey, how could you just say such words that would make people dance? Let go of my hand." The wound under her palm seemed to be scalding, making her want to withdraw her hand, but she had a contradictory desire to do so.
With more nostalgia, I could only blush and shout in a low voice, a little at a loss.
"Is there a misunderstanding? The child in your belly is already our second child. Is there anything on your body that I have never seen before? Of course, only you have the right to touch all the places on my body.
, so you don’t have to hide or feel shy.” She blushed so cutely that he couldn’t help but want to kiss her hard.
Just thinking about it, his palms seemed to have their own consciousness, and he immediately held up her cheeks, lowered his head and kissed her soft lips.
"Huh?" An Luoluo's eyes suddenly widened, looking at the male face so close, feeling that her breath was being robbed, she stared at him blankly, feeling the familiar breath, and the reassurance that made her feel
of touch.
"Luoluo." He narrowed his eyes and looked at her bewildered expression, which was so seductive and charming in the mist. He couldn't help it anymore, hugged her fiercely, and kissed her deeply.
