Can’t Stop You Stirring My Heart

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Quietly smiled, this bastard...

"Are men not bad and women don't love it?" She quietly washed her nose, sweet and painful in her heart.

How smart Quiet is, can naturally think of Zhan Qing's purpose of acting as a scumbag.

"Well, if it's not bad and not scumbag, how can you openly play a hooligan."

"How can it make your hateful teeth itchy, and then put me in my heart."

The corners of Zhan Qing's lips kept smiling. This smile was different from the past, and it was more at ease.

Even if all the memories are not restored, at least there is no need to hide them.

Sooner or later, the memory will be completely restored, and now it is very good, really good.

"Indeed, if you weren't bad enough to make me want to kill you all the time, I wouldn't care about you so much."

Quietly had to admit that Zhan Qing's trick really worked.

"Quietly, call Jiu Shu, or husband!"

Zhan Qing kissed the corner of his lips quietly, and then said.

"Have we been married before?"

Speaking of "husband", Zhan Qing quietly remembered this question.

She's not sure, now that she has her children, she should be married, right?

"Not yet, I was preparing to get married at that time, no, I was preparing to propose to you..."

Zhan Qing was almost ready for the marriage proposal, but quietly disappeared.

"Then you are Uncle Jiu, I changed my mind when I got married!"

Hearing this quietly, she felt uncomfortable, she thought Zhan Qing should be even more uncomfortable.

"Uncle Nine, Uncle Nine, Uncle Nine..."

Calling Jiu Shu quietly, with a smile, very attractive.

"Quiet..." Before Zhan Qing finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sudden door knock.

The door opened, and Xi Yin stood at the door with a look of anger, and saw that he was wearing Zhan Qing's shirt quietly...

Zhan Qing saw Xi Yin standing at the door, and directly pulled behind him quietly.

Even if Xi Yin is her brother, she can't see her wearing only a shirt.

In fact, after all, Zhan Qing had an opinion on Xi Yin.

Last time he was quietly in the team, he also wore his white shirt.

When Dawulucheng and the others came in, he didn't care.

Xi Yin looked at the shirt he was wearing quietly, and her hand was still halfway around Zhan Qing's waist.

Even when Zhan Qing pulled her behind her, her hand did not leave his waist.

Just one night, one night...

Xi Yin's hand rested on the edge of the door frame, and the joints became white because of excessive force.

At this time, Xi Yin wanted to go over and punch Zhan Qing, but he couldn't move.

Because his sister looked at him with coldness in the alienation.

The look in his eyes is like what he saw when he had dinner with Che Li and the others a few years ago.

Xi Yin felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been punched hard, and his blood was buried in his heart.

This feeling is that I can't cough up or swallow.

Xi Yin's mind was confused, he didn't know his sister's cold eyes.

Did she recover her memory, or Zhan Qing told her everything.

Anyway, it is nothing more than these two points, there will be nothing else.

No matter which one it was, he couldn't get around. He took her away and erased the memory of her pregnancy.

"Quietly, brother, I didn't eat last night, neither breakfast nor lunch today."

"You go home and cook a bowl of noodles for brother! Clear noodles will do, and the stomach feels up..."

Xi Yin looked quietly, his husky tone was a little empty, probably because he himself didn't know what he said.

He Xi Yin has lived for more than 30 years, and it is only these few years that he feels that he is alive.