It turns out that the two children next door are hers!
Is the world really too small, or is their fate in this life too good?
A few fingerprints could still be seen faintly on her fair face.
"Dear, why did you hit me?" The drunk who stood aside in silence for a while began to go crazy again, pulling Cheng Ningyou's arm to ask for an explanation.
His wife slapped him angrily, then reached out and grabbed Cheng Ningyou's hair, "You shameless mistress, how dare you seduce my husband right under my nose."
Cheng Ningyou didn't expect that this woman would suddenly attack her. Her hair was pulled painfully by her, and she just wanted to push her.
Pei Mochen's tall figure suddenly stepped forward, took the woman's hand and pushed her back. He was too forceful, and the woman took several steps back but still couldn't stand firm and fell to the ground.
His movements were too fast, his aura was too cold, and his expression was too hard, but the pain in his eyes could not be hidden.
Then he took Cheng Ningyou's hand and dragged her into the room.
"Mommy..." Sisi's child shouted anxiously when he saw Mommy being dragged into the room by his handsome uncle.
Vanilla hurriedly comforted the little one, "Sisi, be good. Uncle has something to tell mom."
Sisi said "oh" obediently and stopped shouting.
Pei Mochen entered the room, closed the door, pushed Cheng Ningyou into the corner, and put his face close to hers.
Cheng Ningyou turned her head, not looking at his face or eyes.
Pei Mochen pressed his body tightly against hers. Seeing that she didn't look at him, he said angrily, "Look at me."
After saying that, he lowered his head, kissed her neck with his lips, took a deep breath, and smelled her scent.
For five years, he hated her and was annoyed with her, but he had to admit that he missed her, her smile, her smell, her voice, her hair, everything.
Waves of warm breath hit Cheng Ningyou's neck, and her body trembled slightly.
The man's wet black hair rubbed against her chin, and the cool and pleasant scent of shampoo made her almost reach out to hug him for a moment.
Pei Mochen raised his head, looked at Cheng Ning's worried face, and gently traced the place he hit last night with his fingers, "Does it still hurt?"
Although his tone was cold, he couldn't hide the distress in his eyes.
"It doesn't hurt, can you let me go?" Cheng Ning raised his head stubbornly.
Pei Mochen's body got closer and closer, and finally he hugged her with both hands, "Zhang Mofei, please stop losing your temper, okay? We have wasted ten years."
He spoke in a low voice and rested his head on her shoulder. It felt like a dream.
He couldn't hate her, even though she left without saying a word, even though he swore that he would torture her if he met her again.
But now that they met, he found that he couldn't do it, really couldn't do it, and it made him feel sad to see her a little bad.
Cheng Ningyou was stunned when he heard this, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.
Emotional luck!
She lowered her eyes and said coldly to Pei Mochen, "Pei Mochen, I have lost my memory. You have only known me for a few months in my mind. Don't be infatuated with me. I can't be infatuated."
The words were cold and heartless.
Pei Moden didn't care, his lips entwined around her ear, "What exactly do you want me to do?"
"You can do whatever you want, just don't think about me anymore." Cheng Ningyou felt like her body was going to collapse. She was transferred by him like this. She was not Sister Jiang, and she had such a strong will.
Pei Mo whispered in her ear "Feifei!"
Cheng Ningyou's eyes flickered and he remained motionless, and the tip of his nose turned red unconsciously.
ps: Weiyang will post as much as he writes. Tomorrow is the weekend and the children will not go to kindergarten. I have to take care of them, so there may be less.!
