Passionate and faceless?

"I didn't. ◢ With ◢ Dream ◢ Xiao ◢.lā" Song Tilting didn't know what the purpose was, and eagerly denied it.

"You have." "Especially in ...... Some aspects of the bed. ”

He hinted at it meaningfully.

Even if he didn't say anything straightforward, Song Tiantian just felt as if he was being teased, and the blush on his face deepened.

Hey, forget it, I can't talk about him.

Anyway, now that he is in a state of amnesia, whatever he says is what he says.

In the afternoon of the same day, Song was discharged from the hospital.

Coupled with the time she was unconscious, Song Tiantian stayed in the hospital for nearly three months, and the wound she operated on had already been removed and healed, and the next thing was her own recuperation, and she had a follow-up visit every two months.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Song Tingtian felt that he was full of vitality, thanks to Tang Jingyun's meticulous care in the hospital for the past three months, so that after Song Tiantian became seriously ill, he felt that he was the same as before, and there was not much difference.

It's already autumn and the weather is a little cool.

Song Tingtian wore an off-white long trench coat with a light gray knitted top and a black patent leather skirt, elegant and intellectual.

It's just that the original soft long hair has been shaved off a lot because of the surgery, but fortunately, her hair is also quite 'competitive', and after three months of recovery, it has now become a shoulder-length short hair......

Song Tiantian was very regretful, because she knew that Tang Jingyun liked women with long hair.

"I'll grow my hair as long as I can." She looked up and said something to him inexplicably.

"You look cuter with short hair." He patted her cheek dotingly, not as if he was interested in the question of whether she had long hair or not.

Tang Jingyun opened the car door for her, let her get into the car, and then carefully fastened the seat belt for her, covering all aspects.

The car drove all the way, and soon, it stopped at Dijing Villa.

Nian Nian knew that they were coming back, so he let Steward Chen hold him early and guard the iron gate in front of the villa square.

The black carved wrought iron door slowly opened, and before Tang Jingyun drove the car in, he saw the little guy guarding the door, she was like a happy little rabbit, jumping and waving to their car with great interest.

When Song Tiantian saw the cute and cute little face of the little guy, his eyes suddenly became sour.

The child seems to be growing up very fast, and he hasn't seen him for nearly three months, and Song Tiantian found that Niannian seems to have changed a little.

She felt guilty.

Miss the life, she is constantly absent, she did not accompany her to grow up, nor did she do her duty, from beginning to end, she did not fulfill the responsibility of being a mother.

Instead, a three-year-old child kept worrying about her.

She lowered her head slightly, hid her face with her hands, and couldn't hide her loss.

Tang Jingyun stopped the car at the iron gate, he handed the key to Tang Lie and asked him to park the car inside.

Song Tiantian also stepped out of the car, and at that moment, Nian Nian almost cried after seeing her.

"Mommy!" Nian Nian's voice choked, stretched out his hand, and threw himself into Song Tiantian's arms.

She buried her little head in Song Tiantian's neck socket, and wet and cold tears rushed into her neck socket, making Song Tiantian feel cold all over......

"Mommy, I miss you so much......" The little guy wiped his tears and snot, crying like a little cat.

"Mommy misses you too." She gave the little one a gentle kiss on the cheek, and her voice was harsh.