"Yeah! I'll see your daughter! You go to take a bath first, I will come in a while."
Xia Yuhe remembered what had just talked to her brother, and her mood was still a bit difficult to calm down. So, she went to the room in May by looking at her asleep daughter.
When she walked to the bed, she leaned down and kissed her daughter's cute sleeping face, then sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at her daughter in a daze.
Dr. Lucas once mentioned the therapy, what was the final result, and she could not judge.
Feng Yan said that he didn't want to take her to take risks. If you know what kind of treatment is it, it may be very distressed, and then he is very angry.
But maybe she didn't know anything at that time. Maybe she would remember that chaos became a lunatic. Maybe she would wash away all her memories and become an idiot.
But she hopes to remember, remember everything.
All her memories are actually the barriers to built in pain. For so many years, she dare not overcome. It is likely that her memory is hidden behind the barriers.
She must find them all. She touched her forehead, stabbed the temple, and thought too much. She would have a headache.
She looked at her daughter for a while again, and she got up carefully and returned to the bedroom.
Feng Yan sat on the sofa and flipped through the document in the sofa. Seeing her in, his eyes became gentle: "I thought you would throw me down and sleep alone."
She walked over with a smile, took the documents in his hand, and sat on his thigh: "So hard?"
"When you are not, this is these business affairs with me."
"Oh! My daughter is sad when I hear it."
"Miss Xia, can you speak more politely at such a sensational moment?" He rubbed her waist, making her laugh and shrink her body.
His body was hot, turned over and dragged her, overwhelmed her on the sofa, pinched her nose with her fingers.
"Get up ..." She pushed him with blushing, breathing lightly but a little disordered.
Raising his eyes slightly, the man's flying eyebrows, amber eyes, long eyelashes, and slightly hook thin lips came into her eyes.
She should love him!
In the light reflection, this handsome and beautiful face emerged, with a kind of bewildering power.
"If you have gone through all calamities, you can only meet you, it is worth it!"
She said softly, Feng Yan didn't hear too clearly: "What do you say?" He asked.
"I said, got up, I haven't taken a bath yet ..."
"Wait for ... go again, otherwise you have to wash ..." He had something in his words, his voice was low.
Xia Yumai laughed and pushed him away, sat up, thinking about this brave and powerful man, sometimes to toss her several times, and then complained softly: "Fortunately, say it?"
"I do something with my wife, what's sorry to say it?"
"Okay, it's a good man, I'm afraid of you, I'm going to take a bath." Xia Yu Orange stood up, his fingers ordered on his lips, quickly moved to the thin lips of the wind, flying a kiss.
Give him.
"What are you panic?" At the same time as the vague and evil voice sounded, she was dragged into his arms. He smiled and picked up her hand and pinched: "What kind of courage? Is this afraid?"
She glanced at him, pushed him away again, and walked into the bathroom under his gently smiling eyes.
"Wife, I'm not afraid to wash a few more times, I am thick!" After that, he got up and followed.