"Good morning, my Ning'er." Ling Mo also said good morning to him, he did wake up, went downstairs and made breakfast for her, when she came back, the little girl had not woken up, watching her sleep on the chuang like a kitten, Ling Mo finally couldn't help it, after brushing his teeth and eating breakfast, he lay down beside her and fished her in his arms and hugged her.

The quality of his sleep was very good, and after he was released last night, he woke up in good spirits this morning, but he still wanted to hug her in his arms, watch her sleep quietly, and watch her wake up in his arms.

"Huh." Ning Yuanlan smiled, with a satisfied expression on his face after a full sleep, yesterday's good mood continued to the present.

"Do you remember what day it is?" Ling Mo leaned over and sniffed on her lips.

"yes, yes." Ning Yuanlan nodded obediently. "Eight years ago today, I promised to associate with you, but not now."

"Today is our anniversary together, although in the past eight years, we have not been by each other's side for a long time, but eight years, Ning'er, my heart for you has never changed, I really thank you, you who lost your memory last year took the initiative to propose to me without any impression of me."

If she hadn't taken the initiative to propose to him at that time, and she thought that she had passed away, even if she needed their company to help decorate the house, it was estimated that it would not be her turn to go to the company for an internship to serve him, so it is estimated that the two of them would not have crossed paths again.

Maybe God was also a little anxious, so she arranged for her amnesiac to propose to him when she met him for the first time, and he agreed.

This is fate, a fate that never stops.

"Huh." Ning Yuanlan smiled and hugged him tightly, "When I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau with your car that day, I asked myself if I would regret it one day in the future." ”

"Do you regret it?" He asked her a little nervously.

Ning Yuanlan shook his head, "I don't regret it, but I'm glad that you are a good husband that is difficult for everyone to find with a lantern." ”

He is already a perfect husband in her heart, and no one can replace him in her heart.

Just like she wrote in her sketchbook, Ning Yuanlan loves Lingmo, forever and ever.

Ling Mo was a little complacent, hugged her, and asked very indulgently, "Are you hungry?" Wake up for breakfast? ”

"Uh-huh." Ning Yuanlan nodded, and got up with him, he had already brushed his teeth, so he didn't go to the bathroom with her, but stood at the door and said to her, "Go downstairs and give you a hot breakfast." ”

"Uh-huh." She brushed her teeth and answered him vaguely.

Ling Mo was relieved to go downstairs, and Ning Yuanlan followed after a while.

Before she walked to the dining room, she heard the prompt sound of a microwave oven heating breakfast from the kitchen, Ning Yuanlan walked down with a smile, came to the kitchen, walked behind the man who served her yogurt on the counter, and wrapped his hand around his waist from behind, "Ling Mo, I love you." ”

Ling Mo reached out and grabbed her small hand in front of her waist, turned around, and kissed her directly on the lips unceremoniously, she had just brushed her teeth, and her mouth was full of the fragrance of toothpaste, mixed with the taste exclusive to her, which made Ling Mo kiss lingering.

After a long time, he let go of her lips, but he didn't let go of her, still holding her, his forehead against hers, smiling.

"Gollum ......" I don't know if it's because he kissed too hard: Fierce, she's hungry right now.