Chinese She remembered that he had admitted at the time that he was not at all nice to his own woman. v o d t . c o m

Such a clean man who has a trace of kindness to a woman like himself who has no interests, and he can't treat his own woman well, let alone Jing Mohao, who is like a murderer?

Many things, the most painful, the most terrible, are not that they can't remember, but that they can't be forgotten at all......

If you can't forget it, you can't start over......

Apathy, cliffs, handcuffs...

Nightmares often flash in a loop before my eyes, lingering...

Jian Qing went out, and as soon as she walked to the staircase, she caught a glimpse of the figure at the door who was about to turn around, and couldn't help but smile, "Hao, can't you help it?" ”

Jing Mohao's fists stiffened slightly, and then he put his double draws into his pocket, walked to the sofa and sat down in a chic manner, glancing at him, "Are you idle?" ”

"Sort of, you came just in time, your Luoxi is hungry, you go and give her something to eat?"

Jian Qing asked as if teasingly, and there was no hope for his answer at all, still facing the direction of the kitchen and ready to go in at any time.

Unexpectedly, the man who was just sitting on the sofa suddenly moved, got up and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

Jian Qing grabbed him and said in surprise, "Damn, aren't you?" Do you know how to cook? ”

Jing Mohao raised an eyebrow at him, "I can't learn?" ”

"You cow! Over to you. Jian Qing simply let go of the hand that was holding him, tried to be at ease, and walked to the sofa and sat down.

Jing Mohao stopped at the door and said, "I'll send it to her when I'm ready, don't worry about it." ”

Jian Qing was slightly stunned.

How unpopular he is, let him leave it alone, let him leave it alone...

He's still in charge of this idle matter!

"Hao, it's only been less than two days, you can't be so opportunistic. And let me tell you, Luo Xi was about to go on a hunger strike just now, but I finally persuaded her to come back, so you had better not stimulate her at this time. ”

Jing Mohao listened to his simple narration, as if he had seen the woman's resolute determination to die generously, and there seemed to be a meteorite falling in his eyes, colliding into a deep crater.

His eyelids fluttered, and he took out a picture from his pocket and threw it on the table, "Then you bring this to her." ”

Jian Qing took the photo, it was a color not bright enough, not only because it was too early or stored for too long, with a faint yellow, but I could vaguely see that the little girl in the photo already had the beautiful appearance of Luoxi now, as for the little boy next to her...

It can't be Luoxi's childhood sweetheart, right?

Could it be that Jing Mohao has been fed Progeria reagents?

However, this little boy is obviously a head shorter than Luoxi, even if the boy develops late, it can't be so bad, right?

Jing Mohao was so angry when he saw this photo that he immediately burned it, and even asked him to show it to Luoxi, he was forcing Luoxi to die!

Jian Qing glanced at the little boy in the photo with pity, and then looked at the big man next to her with pity, thinking about how to speak.

Jing Mohao saw at a glance that he looked like a stray dog, and immediately knew how deep this guy's brain hole had been dug, his fingers trembled, and he stuffed the photo into Jian Qing's hand, "It's okay, don't just operate on others, take the time to make up for the hole in your head." ”

After that, he threw Jian Qing a meaningful look and walked closer to the kitchen.

Jian Qing stared at his back as cold as always, and touched the back of his head.

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