Luo Shan could clearly feel that Luo Qi was also prepared to see her this time, and the woman clearly wanted to make some noise to disgust her. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, this did not affect her strategy and performance at all. To be honest, Luo Shan also wanted to know what kind of grade Luo Qi came prepared this time.

Both of them are prepared, the only difference is whose preparation is more likely to knock each other down.

The car was moving extremely fast, making a sharp splash on the road after heavy rain. For such a moment, Luo Shan only felt that the wind was fast, and a lot of strange electricity flashed through her mind, piecing together the years she could remember in the past few years.

That's right, until now, Luo Shan's memory has not been restored. All she knew about the past was information pieced together through fragments, starting with the photo in Teng Miaoyin's wallet, everything was like this.

Dean Luo said that she would never remember what she had forgotten. Once the handwriting on the blackboard is erased, it cannot be restored.

In the past few years, Luo Shan has naturally thought about researching some medicines for herself, even if those memories can't be returned to all, it's good to come back half.

However, 'treating oneself cannot cure oneself', other medicines can be regarded as progress, but this is the only one, Luo Shan is helpless. It is common sense that a doctor cannot treat his own illness.

Luo Shan didn't care if her memory could be restored, but in recent days, she felt more and more pity, every day she couldn't see Teng Jinhao, she wanted to remember her past and remember the youthful times spent with him.

Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums......

The pictures she forgot were deeply engraved in Teng Jinhao's memory, but she couldn't remember anything.

At this moment when Luo Shan lost her mind, the car had stopped at the gate of the hotel.

A deep English woke up Luo Shan's thoughts, "Miss, it's here." ”

From now on, it's war.

Thinking so, Luo Shan got on the elevator and went straight to Luo Qi's room.

Luo Shan has never been used to pressing the doorbell, knocking and knocking, curling her fingers and knocking on the door, and soon, the door opened.

Luo Qi appeared in front of Luo Shan, wearing a red skirt, under the skirt, revealing a calf with slippers, and a steel prosthetic leg also stepped on a pair of hotel slippers.

Luo Qi never exposes her stump to people, and she is more accustomed to using artificial prostheses, rarely using a prosthetic limb made of steel. It looks particularly hideous and terrifying.

Seeing that Luo Shan's gaze had been fixed on his lap, Luo Qi's face had a sneer.

"Huh...... Haven't seen a prosthetic leg of this style? Now see how it feels? It's all thanks to you. ”

Luo Qi gritted his teeth and said, a pair of eyes fixed on Luo Shan's face, he really hated her.

"I've told you countless times that your legs have nothing to do with me."

"Doesn't have a half-point? Scold...... You didn't shoot those two shots? Luo Shan, Luo Shan, until now, you still don't admit it! ”

Luo Shan took a step forward and narrowed the distance between herself and Luo Qi.

"Confession? Which account should I recognize? You are not alone in the gunshot wound, and I am not lightly hurt by you, Luo Qi...... I clearly reminded you to check on your stepfather, but you still don't believe it? ”

As soon as the words fell, Luo Shan bypassed Luo Qi and walked straight into her room.

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