Ye Fanhua cried as she spoke, she really, hated the sky, why, was she joking with her so much.

Nangong Han looked at the girl he lost and came back, although they were not the same body, the same appearance, different surnames, and not in the same city, but they had common memories and memories.

"Allure, don't think so much, since God can let you live again, you must not give up, when you fell into the city, there is Zhao Lei in the middle between you and me, now you are Ye Fanhua, between you and me, there is also Jianmo Yeheng in the middle of us, it seems that God is testing us, I will always love you, and my love for you will not change, but please be happy, don't give me a chance." Nangong Han.

"Thank you, thank you, for everything you did for me, thank you." Leaves and flowers.

"You're welcome" Nangong Han burst into tears and smiled, this was the happiest meal he had eaten since his death in Luoluo City for half a year.

When he returned home at night, Jian Moye watched his little wife sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching TV, he looked at her side face, and his head involuntarily remembered that his little wife took the initiative to give arms to other men.

In the corner of Ye Fanhua's eyes, when she saw someone standing beside her, she immediately turned around and looked at the place where she thought she was looking.

She saw the person standing, it was Jian Moye, and she said, "Let's have dinner." ”

Jian Moye nodded, and went to the restaurant with her, today Sister Chen made three dishes and one soup, salted shrimp, braised pork, fried vegetables, pork ribs and rice soup.

Ye Fanhua habitually, every time before eating, she will drink a bowl of soup before eating.

"You Promise Me a Life, I Will Promise You a Life" Chapter 67 As long as you live is happiness, you are in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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