When he woke up, Mo Qianqian's mind still had the image in the Rondowler's dream.

It took a long time for her thoughts to become clearer.

Mo Qianqian coughed lightly, then reached out and rubbed his eyes, and then slowly opened his half-open eyes completely.

At her waist, there is a large hand.

She paused, then looked away.

Beichen Shaoting was sleeping beside her at this time, but the hand was always on her waist.

She moved and took his hand away.

But in less than ten seconds, Beichen Shaoting's big hand covered her abdomen again.

Mo Qianqian turned his head to look at him in some surprise, and even thought that he had woken up.

But it was found that he was sleeping soundly and showed no signs of waking up at all.

She sighed, this time not taking his hand away, just quietly in a daze.

Slowly recalling the dream just now.

But what makes people helpless is that the dream that was still very clear in my mind just now suddenly became a little blurry again.

However, the figure and voice of the young man were imprinted in her mind.

She was sure that the boy in her dream this time should be the same as the boy in the dream she had been doing before.

It's just that she doesn't understand, why does she always dream of him?

Between them...... Does it matter?

For this reason, she once asked her uncle, but her uncle said that she usually thinks too much, so she dreams of some inexplicable scenes in her dreams.

Mo Qianqian believed it at the time.

But now...... She was a little skeptical.

She suddenly wanted to know what happened before she lost her memory.

Did something happen to her and that teenager?

Why did she feel that she was looking at the young man's eyes in her dreams...... There is some throbbing feeling.

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Mo Qian was in a state of mind for a long time, and it wasn't until Beichen Shaoting beside her woke up and the hand on her waist tightened that she came back to her senses.

"What were you thinking early in the morning?" Beichen Shaoting hugged her tightly with sleepy eyes, then turned over slightly, lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely.

Early in the morning, Mo Qian's lips were kissed by him and turned a little red.

"I'm wondering when you're going to let me go!" Mo Qianqian glanced at him, and then pretended to be calm.

Sure enough, after hearing her words, Beichen Shaoting's face instantly fell.

"What's in it for you to leave me?!" He asked her displeased.

Early in the morning, she had to say such things to ruin his interest?!

Wasn't they all fine during the day yesterday?!

She obediently followed him, accepted the necklace and sports car he gave her, and obediently listened to him and drank sugar water and chocolate!

"I don't know, but I guess it wouldn't hurt." Mo Qianqian smiled and said.

Yes, in the eyes of outsiders, it is indeed no good for her to leave Beichen Shaoting.

And her uncle must have thought so too.

If she left Beichen Shaoting, who else could he ask for money?

"No harm? Mo Qianqian, you are so naïve! Your uncle has taken my money and the house, and if you want to leave, you can, pay off the money first! ”

Beichen Shaoting's face stiffened for half a minute, and then he let go of her waist unhappily and said a little coldly.

"......" As soon as he heard Beichen Shaoting say this, Mo Qianqian immediately fell silent.

Yes, the money that Beichen Shaoting gave to her uncle, she can't pay it back at all, and it is impossible to pay it back......