Taking her index finger away, she looked at him seriously, with two crystal tears hanging from her eyelashes, and asked him, "Duan Muchen, will you?" If you do something that I don't want to forgive you......"

Before the words fell, he clasped the back of her head and kissed her on the lips, biting her lip to make her clear, "I will never let you go!" ”

Knowing that he couldn't turn back when he did this, he still walked down according to the plan, he was really afraid that what would happen if one day she knew the truth of Lu Dao, but as long as he was by her side for a day, he would never let her know Lu Dao.

Even if it's for three years? Five years? It doesn't matter if it's ten years, as long as she stays with him.

She and Ran Jinglei gave him a different feeling, that feeling made him very steady, could calm his heart, and made him want to stay in this time forever......

Will he affect his mood because of her emotions, will he be happy because she is happy, sad because of her sadness, and difficult to control his feelings? Is that how it feels?

As a lover, Ran Jinglei is flawless, she knows how to advance and retreat, she knows how to observe words and feelings, at least she can figure out his thoughts, and know when to say something, and Duan Muchen feels that his partner in this life is also such a woman who knows current affairs, and ten years of love are as plain as water, which makes him feel that love is actually nothing more than that.

But now these perceptions seem to have been overturned by her...... The strangeness that followed made him both happy and afraid.

For the first time in his life, he would naturally be cautious when encountering such a delicate thing, but he didn't know that his caution would make her so ...... Security?

The big hand slid down from the back of her head and wrapped around her waist, pressing her onto the sofa by the way, and the temperature in the bedroom instantly rose and dyed with a layer of ambiguous /// ambiguous atmosphere.

The dragon's tongue pried open her lips and entwined her cloves, her arms lifted up to hook his neck, her breathing was already shriveled, and both of them fell into the sweet confusion together.

The door was suddenly slammed into and there was a 'bang' sound, Aunt Lan was startled when she saw the overlapping figures on the sofa, and almost didn't fall to the ground, and only after seeing the person clearly did she quickly apologize, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Miss, Uncle, I don't know if you are ......."

The two of them also reacted quickly, Li Xiamo hurriedly pushed him away from his body, but Duan Muchen sat up straight and straightened his collar without hurrying.

Li Xiamo glared at him, quickly got his clothes and stood up and asked her, "Aunt Lan, what's wrong?" ”

"It's the old gentleman, let me look for it, I just saw the fourth and fifth ladies leaving in a panic, you didn't go over, he was worried that something would happen to you." Aunt Lan lowered her head and explained.

Li Xia patted his forehead in annoyance, how could he forget his grandfather! Just now, she only cared about Duan Muchen's injury, and she forgot that her grandfather was waiting for her in the living room.

"Aunt Lan, you go down first, I'll go down right away." Let Aunt Lan leave first, she walked to his side and looked at his left hand, "You better stay in my room, take a good rest, I'll go and see grandpa come up again." ”

He raised his hand and habitually pinched her face, smiling, "Go ahead." ”

She turned and hurried downstairs, and he looked up at what he was wrapping in his hand, the weird-looking bow, which he wanted to wrap up more quickly, but in the end it didn't untie.

Standing up and looking at the pink-style living room, I didn't expect her to be so girly before, and walked to the inner room with a little curiosity.

Pushing open the door of the inner room, the faint fragrance of lilies came to the face, refreshing people felt very comfortable, and when I walked in and closed the door of the inner room, my eyes were fixed by the photo frame hanging in this small bedroom.

Is it really her in this heart-shaped picture frame hanging on the wall at the head of the bed? There was a picture frame on the bedside table, he reached out and picked it up and looked at it carefully, she could no longer be described as beautiful alone.

The slender willow eyebrows, clear water-like eyes, with a little bit of sea blue, are beautiful and charming, and for a moment he feels that it is soul-catching......

Without makeup, she never wore glasses at that time, her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, and her playful and cute expression made him feel itchy in his heart.

She was already extremely beautiful in high school, let alone in college...... No wonder Yuan Yuxuan was worried, worried that her light would overshadow Fang Leshan.

Putting her picture frame down, he raised his eyes and inadvertently pointed at one of the heart-shaped photo frames on the wall, and his brain shook when those eyes met his gaze, and he didn't know how to have an illusion, a long time ago, they had met?

But what do you think...... Can't remember.

Downstairs.

Li Xiamo personally brewed a cup of good Longjing tea for Grandpa Li and put it in front of the old man, smiling brightly, "I'm sorry, grandpa, I helped him deal with it a little bit just now." ”

The expression on Grandpa Li's face hadn't changed yet, pointing to the blood donation that had not been disposed of on her body, "You? This, what's going on? Is it because of your two aunts who have no conscience? ”

Li Xiamo followed Grandpa Li's line of sight and looked down at the clothes on her body, there were many places on them that were stained with a lot of blood, and she didn't pay attention to it just now......

"I'm fine, grandpa, really, it's just a small injury, I'll go up and change clothes first, and come down later."

After speaking, he quickly let go of Grandpa Li's arm and ran upstairs, not paying attention just now...... Why did Duan Muchen shed so much blood? So much blood......

Going upstairs and opening the door, he was not in the outer room, she pushed open the door of the inner room and walked in, he actually leaned forward with one hand against the wall to look at her picture.

"Duan Muchen, what are you doing?" She immediately walked over and pulled him over, and then stretched out her arms to block his view, but she was not tall enough, so she could only wave forward.

He hooked his lips and chuckled, raised his sword eyebrows, and asked her rhetorically, "What's wrong with me looking at my wife's previous photos?" Is it illegal? ”

"Don't look at it! It's not good-looking, what are you looking at? Don't look at it. "Compared to the current one, she can only say that she feels very stupid, very stupid, very stupid.

"It's very good-looking, I didn't expect my wife to look like a star when she was in high school, no wonder you studied acting in college, and now you want to star in costume dramas."

As he spoke, his taste changed, and he still had a bit of blame at the end of the day, and her eyes were red again, what happened today? She always felt that the sourness came up and she wanted to cry.

Seeing that something was obviously wrong with her, tears began to grow in his eyes again, he was a little panicked, stepped forward and hugged her and put her little head on his chest, "Okay, okay, I won't say it, why do you cry when you say it?" You weren't like that before......"

Although he could speak well, he could not do anything to comfort people, and he patted her on the back like a baby.

Yes, she didn't have so many annoying emotions before, she used to be alone and no one could easily touch her emotions, and she didn't love him before.

"You can't use my major to ridicule me, is it wrong that I like acting professionally? What does it mean to be prickly? She pushed him away and turned to find a blue casual suit in her closet.

He hugged her from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and asked her casually, "Then why did you choose to design after graduation?" Now I want to pick it up again......"

She stiffened and closed the closet, those things didn't want to be mentioned again but he turned them out again, but he was a little upset, "Let it be." ”

Stretched out his hand to break his hand, looked down and saw that his hand that was wrapped into a dumpling was still deliberately staggered, cautiously, "You wait here for a while, be careful of your hands, I'll change my clothes and go to my dad's room to get you a piece of clothing." ”

Her emotions were there that caused her words to be a little unnatural, and he sighed helplessly and pinched her face, "What? Want to be angry? ”

She threw the clothes in her hand onto the bed, looked at him very seriously, and maybe said it again, "I just want to tell you that Di Jixi and I won't have anything more, the two of us are already in the past!" What I do in the future, even if it has a relationship with him, there will be no more development, at most it is a colleague relationship, if you talk about the two of us again, I will ......"

She didn't think about it for a while, and when her voice came to this, she paused and didn't know what to say next, he smiled and lowered his head and asked her, "How about it?" ”

She glared at him and pulled him away, and said angrily, "I'll never pay attention to you again!" You want to think what you like, don't watch it if you don't like it, what do you like, in short, don't talk to me. ”

Bypassing him, he went to Li Peishan's room to get clothes for Duan Muchen, found a white shirt and a pair of pants and folded them out of the room, and when he walked out, he passed by the small desk that Li Peishan put in the bedroom, and because he was too close, he rubbed the book on the side of the desk and fell to the ground.

She glanced at the books on the ground, put down the things in her hand first, and then squatted down to sort out the books, and a small note fell out of one of the books, and she looked at the words on it suspiciously.

'Murong Qing'? The handwriting is very messy, and the name is crossed with a big cross, and you can see through the paper how hard the person who wrote it at that time.

This should have been written by his father, but who is Murong Qing? She basically remembers her father's friends, but why doesn't she know about this person?

She didn't think much about it, she packed up her things and put them back in place, and then left Li Peishan's room with the clothes she had changed for Duan Muchen.

When he opened the bedroom door and went in, he was still looking at his things, and this time he turned out the small box under the dresser, and it was ......

She called his name in annoyance, "Duan Muchen! ”

Duan Muchen half-squatted and looked at the things inside, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and when he heard her voice, he turned his head to look at her, but she angrily threw the clothes in her hand directly into his face.

This girl seems to be really angry.

"Duan Muchen!" Angrily, he walked over and pulled him away, and then snatched the things in his hand and threw them into the box, why did Aunt Lan keep these things for her?

"How can you mess around with other people's things! Who's allowed you to see it? ”