"She's changed......" Charco's gaze lit with a faint light.

Now the lotus is not just a little indifferent, it is simply alienated to the extreme.

Obviously standing in front of him, but he didn't feel the presence of He. With them now, it was like an outsider, and nothing piqued her interest.

Hearing this, Nanhe raised his eyebrows, took back the gaze that fell on Song He lightly, and the whole person fell into the sofa lazily.

"In five years, it's normal for her to change."

Everyone is changing, changing all the time, he can't deny Song He's change, but he doesn't reject Song He's temperament now.

Even he himself has changed, hasn't he? And why blame a patient with amnesia.

Sarai clinked glasses with Nanhe, patted Xia Ke's shoulder, and said lightly: "If the lotus is still the same as before, I'm afraid you will really not get used to it." ”

But don't forget, the former He was not a particularly gentle and lovely girl, at least in front of him, she would often play pranks?

Xia Ke smiled with relief and clinked glasses with his friend: "Also, she used to be a girl who looked gentle and lovely on the outside, but on the inside she was always thinking about how to prank others." ”

Speaking of the previous things in the lotus, the three men actually laughed in unison.

There is no way, no one can forget the former lotus in their memory.

At the beginning, no one was used to the integration of this little girl, after all, there was no woman in front of them, but the entry of the lotus changed their lives.

"When are you going to get engaged to He?" Sarai glanced at Nanhe ambiguously.

Hearing this, a little tenderness appeared on Nanhe's originally cold expression.

"I'll talk about it when He's memory gets a little better."

Song He still rejects him now, he can't mess up with himself, and he can't be in a hurry.

"Also, looking at the way he looks, I don't think I'm in a very good mental state."

"It's okay, just go to our place tomorrow for a drink, go to a ball game, and sweat." Sarai was eager to try.

"Okay, then this matter is settled." Nanhe smiled helplessly.

In fact, there is no very special theme for today's party, it is nothing more than the successful listing of Chaco's branch. No business people were invited. However, the people who came were either rich or noble, and many of them were from the French aristocracy.

The party lasted for four hours, and the air at night became even thinner and cooler, and Song He tightened the coat that belonged to Nanhe.

Nanbei had already fallen asleep in her arms, and Xu was too tired, so he fell asleep in her arms.

Looking at Nanbei in his arms, Song He's eyes couldn't help but be gentle, and the hand that gently stroked Nanbei's cheeks was particularly gentle.

"Let's go, let's go home......"

Song He frowned slightly, but he still nodded, picked up the north and south and walked outside.

She doesn't really use the word home, at least here in France, she doesn't have a home.

"Come on, he's a little heavy." Nanhe took over the north and south.

Song He didn't refuse, with her strength, it was indeed not suitable for holding the north and south for a long time, and the seven-year-old child still weighed a little bit, not to mention that she was still wearing a dress today, which was even more inconvenient.

It's a sports car that isn't very spacious, and the north and south sleep in the rear drive, so there is no place. Song He could only reluctantly enter the co-pilot's seat and sit.

Although Nanhe drank wine, Song He did not smell a strong smell of wine on Nanhe's body, but a very light aroma of wine, with the unique perfume smell of Nanhe's body, it made her feel a trace of sweetness.

"Although the performance of the sports car in Sarai is good, it is not suitable for girls, if you like it, I will have someone buy you a person of the same model and different colors for you." Nanhe tightened Song He's coat.

Hearing this, Song He dodged Nanhe's hand, shook his head, and put the car key in the car box.

"No, I don't like driving, so give it back to your friend."

She didn't even have the intention of settling in France, so what was she doing with the car?

Besides, it wasn't her intention to accept this car, but she just agreed to it because she was afraid of the face of the north and the south.

When she was in G City, she had always seen a big world by Yin Zheng's side, and it was not uncommon for a car.

And you don't want Nanhe to embarrass her with this matter.

Sensing the slight dissatisfaction in Song He's words, Nanhe smiled helplessly, put the car key back into Song He's palm, and forcibly put it.

"Hey, I just added points, you should have better."

"You are the best being in this world."

Song He was slightly stunned, looked at the man beside him in astonishment, but smiled mockingly.

Is she the best being in this world?

If it were just that, she wouldn't be imprisoned here, by this man's side.

Forced to leave her home, her husband, and her son, who knows her pain?

But it was caused by the man on his side, and everything was done wrong by the man on his side.

It was really a pitiful, sad and ridiculous thing to tell her such things now.

Where does he, a demon, still have love, only selfishness.

Sensing Song He's disdain, Nanhe didn't know what to say, just drove the car and walked slowly on the road. The north and south are asleep, and they can't drive too fast, which will wake up the north and south.

By the time I arrived at Nan's house, it was already late at night, and it was already past twelve o'clock.

Aunt Fan was still waiting in the living room, and when she saw the car lights outside, she hurriedly came out.

"Miss, young master is finally back."

Nanhe nodded lightly, picked up Nanbei and followed Song He's side into the house.

"There must be nothing to eat at the party, is the young lady hungry, do you want me to warm up some food for you?"

Song He shook his head, glanced at Nanhe and Nanbei in his arms, and went back to the room in silence.

"Aunt Fan, go and rest."

Aunt Fan nodded, and just wanted to turn around and leave, but she looked at Song He who fell to the ground unconscious inexplicably.

"Miss!"

As soon as he thought of placing Nanhe in Nanhe, he heard the voice, turned around suddenly, and hurriedly put Nanbei in his arms on the nearest sofa, and rushed to Song He's side.

Aunt Fan's excited voice changed.

"Miss, miss. Da Shao, look at Miss, what's wrong? ”

Why did you suddenly fall down for some reason?

Could it be that you drank too much at the party?

Unlikely, she clearly didn't smell a particularly strong smell of alcohol?

Nanhe frowned all the way, touched Song He's brow, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, she's just a little cold."

Aunt Fan was stupid all of a sudden.

"Cold? Miss's forehead isn't hot, is it? ”

If it's a hot cold, a cold cold or something, how can she not have a gap? She is much more sensitive as a woman than a man.

"I said that a cold is a cold, what do you say?" Nanhe was not very happy, with a cold taste in his voice, and his gaze at Aunt Fan was particularly fierce.

Aunt Fan, who was originally bold, was stunned all of a sudden.

Since she came to Nan's house, everything seems to be peaceful, but she has never seen Nan He's expression like this, so she quickly choked on a mouthful of saliva and nodded.

"Yes, yes, Miss just has a cold, hurry up and send Miss upstairs, I'll go to the doctor."

It is said that those who know the times are Junjie, and she is not a fool, since Nanhe insists on saying this, what can she do if she quibbles?

After all, she's just a Filipino maid? You just need to listen to the host's house.

The biggest one in this family is Nanhe, followed by Song He.

She would never be unpleasant.

"No need, just pour a cup of hot water." Nanhe coldly put down a sentence, picked up Song He, and turned around and walked towards the room.

Aunt Fan nodded hurriedly, not daring to say anything.

Nanhe put Song He on his bed easily, stroked Song He's cheek, and had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Song He's beautiful face, Nanhe's heart was also sinking.

For many days, this face appeared in his dreams.

Now in front of him, he still feels a little unreal.

Aunt Fan knocked on the door, put down the hot water, and left in a hurry.

Seeing Aunt Fan leave, Nan Hecai slowly got up and took out a small box from his drawer, and inside the white box were granular things.

I saw Nanhe take one and put it in Song He's mouth.

The taste of Xu is medicine was too bitter, and Song He, who was in the dream, couldn't help frowning, and continued to sleep when he arrived at the same time, completely unaware that he slept on Nanhe's bed.

If he knew, he would have turned back to his room with a burst of taunts.

That's right, Song He didn't have a fever anymore.

Although Song He really wears very little today, and the weather will be cold at night, he has only stayed outside for a while, and he still stays in the air-conditioned room most of the time, and the probability of catching a cold so soon is not high.

Song He suddenly fainted because of that illness......

The medicine that Song He showed to Yin Zheng was not just talking, but real.

It's just that he didn't expect Song He's onset to recover so quickly, according to the normal time, there should be two days before the onset of the disease.

Maybe it's because Song He's body is a little delicate......

After covering Song He's quilt, Nanhe went downstairs and carried Nanbei back to the room.

When he returned to the room with a glass of wine, Song He had already turned over again and slept very deeply.

I didn't even know what I was saying.

Like what......

"Yin Zheng ......"

"Ah Zheng ......"

Listening to Song He's dream words, Nanhe's hand holding the wine glass was constantly tightening.

He didn't like it at all that his women were dreaming about other men's names.

Didn't like it at all!