Chapter 1167
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He took back his hand and let her out.
Tang Huai passed by him, leaving him a faint fragrance.
Between the nose and breath, it's all her taste.
Jingxuan turns to her side, frowns slightly, and looks at her back complicatedly
Tang Huai didn't wash her hair, so she took a bath, which took about ten minutes.
When she came back from the bathroom, Jingxuan was still there.
This guy is sitting in a dressing chair.
The long, slender legs, folded, lay on the bed.
Tang Huai raised his eyebrows and asked, "do you sleep here?"
She wanted to sleep here, not in the bedroom she had slept with him.
That bedroom, has his breath, pillow, has his taste, she is afraid to lie on the bed, will lose sleep.
Tang Huai is so tired that he wants to have a good rest.
This man, anyway, has no memory. He sleeps everywhere. Why don't he stay in this room?
Jing Xuan shakes his legs. In that way, he really needs to be beaten: "we are husband and wife. I will sleep where you sleep."
Tang Huai was a little annoyed: "why do you want to embarrass me like this?"
Jing Xuan looked at her with strong eyes: "how can I embarrass you?"
"Don't you just want to sleep with me?" Tang Huai smiled bitterly. She went straight to bed and said, "come on."
Jing Xuan takes back her legs and sits up straight. Her face sinks slightly. Her delicate face is covered with cold.
He looked at a pair of "desperate" Tang Huai: "I just want to lie in a bed with you, all right
Tang Huai closed his eyes: "school"
her face was cold and there was no expectation.
Jing Xuan can see that she is rejecting him, but she can't resist him.
As if he were a beast
This feeling makes Jingxuan upset.
Jingxuan sits there, her eyes are full of light like fog.
It's too deep to see what he's thinking -
his eyes, just like this, are quietly locked in her face.
She didn't open her eyes and he didn't make a sound.
That's how time goes, minutes and seconds.
I don't know how long later, Jingxuan gets up.
I don't know if she is asleep. Before he left, he covered himself, pulled the thin quilt over, covered her with -
and went back to the bedroom. Jingxuan went to the wardrobe and looked at the men's clothes inside.
There is a wooden box, which is very delicate and put in the wardrobe.
In the box, there are her and his close fitting clothes. Jingxuan drags the box out to have a look, and then pushes it in.
The clothes they usually wear are stacked neatly. In the clothes, there are his taste and her taste.
Before he came in, he also noticed the living room.
In the shoe cabinet, there are his shoes and hers.
In the TV cabinet and the wine cabinet, there are picture frames.
In the picture frame, there is him and she.
Some are her close to his arms, birds depend on people, laugh happily and sweetly.
Some of them were held by Zihan, and others by Yuanpai. Also, when Yijun was one year old, they took pictures of Yijun in their arms.
At the head of the bed in the bedroom, there is a picture frame inlaid with gold.
It's a real gold frame!
This is a picture. He is wearing a suitable military uniform and looks at the camera with dignity.
She was wearing a white wedding dress and holding a rose in her hand.
Jingxuan goes to the bed and looks at the picture.
He is facing the camera, and she is infatuated with looking at him, sending him flowers, is facing the camera.
But he could see full of love in her eyes.
Although he is tight tight tight sexy thin lip, one hand lightly presses the belt between waist.
The expression looks dignified and cool, but his deep dark eyes and eyebrows are smiling.
Jingxuan looks at the woman in the photo. Her lips are red and her teeth are white. Her smile is bright and sweet. She is as beautiful as a flower.
Her smile, very infectious, white bra wedding dress, on her body, more beautiful than the fairy.
Jing Xuan looks at her and thinks about it. Was it taken when they got married?
But for their marriage, he had no impression of sakura at all and the smell of her. He thought it smelled very good, but he felt very strange -
there was a picture frame on the bedside table.
It's the same as the photo dress hanging above the bed wall.
It's just this one. He hugged her waist, their bodies, and he kissed her on the forehead.
The hands facing the camera, gently against his chest, the other hand, gently hook his neck -
are all side faces, but their faces are full of happiness and love.
It's not hard for Jingxuan to see from the photos. His eyes are full of indulgence. She looked at him with love.Jingxuan reaches out, takes the photo, and turns her eyes on liangrao's face.
Watching, he raised his lips and chuckled. He was infected by their love.
Enjoying this picture for a long time, Jingxuan sits down on the bed.
He opened the drawer of the bedside table, and suddenly there were two notebooks in it.
He casually picked up the book above and opened it. It's hard and vigorous, showing his personality.
He looked at the content. It was his diary.
Each diary simply records the content that he was satisfied with in his life and accompanied by Tang Huai.
There is an article, also wrote that this life is very happy, to make up for the regrets of the previous generation.
Seeing this diary, Jing Xuan is a little stunned.
He raised his eyes, and his thoughts drifted away
He remembered that in the hospital, she improved on their previous lives.
At that time, there was a flash of loss and bitterness in her eyes -
Jingxuan frowned, just like she did, they have memories of the last life?
Now Jingxuan thinks this kind of thing is ridiculous and unscientific!
She closed the diary and picked up another.
This book is full of beautiful characters.
It's also a diary, but her diary, unlike his diary, only records her things.
Her diary is about some important things.
Recently, I've been remembering her experience in operating on patients.
Jing Xuan looks at her diary carefully. From the diary, she can understand her
After reading the diary, put it back in place.
Their diaries can be read and read by each other. They confess to each other without concealing.
Then open other drawers. There are either his or her things in them.
From this room, we can see that this is their happy space.
Tang Li and Gu Jiajia met on the first floor when they were looking for Tang Huai.
Here, everywhere is full of their taste.
Jingxuan is lying on the bed, the pillow is very fragrant, full of her taste.
This night, he smelled the air with her taste, insomnia
All the way to the light, the window lit up the fish belly white, he heard the subtle movement from the outside.
He sat up like a carp, got out of bed and went out of the bedroom.
As soon as the bedroom door opened, Tang Huai came out of the bathroom.
"So early?" he asked
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He took back his hand and let her out.
Tang Huai passed by him, leaving him a faint fragrance.
Between the nose and breath, it's all her taste.
Jingxuan turns to her side, frowns slightly, and looks at her back complicatedly
Tang Huai didn't wash her hair, so she took a bath, which took about ten minutes.
When she came back from the bathroom, Jingxuan was still there.
This guy is sitting in a dressing chair.
The long, slender legs, folded, lay on the bed.
Tang Huai raised his eyebrows and asked, "do you sleep here?"
She wanted to sleep here, not in the bedroom she had slept with him.
That bedroom, has his breath, pillow, has his taste, she is afraid to lie on the bed, will lose sleep.
Tang Huai is so tired that he wants to have a good rest.
This man, anyway, has no memory. He sleeps everywhere. Why don't he stay in this room?
Jing Xuan shakes his legs. In that way, he really needs to be beaten: "we are husband and wife. I will sleep where you sleep."
Tang Huai was a little annoyed: "why do you want to embarrass me like this?"
Jing Xuan looked at her with strong eyes: "how can I embarrass you?"
"Don't you just want to sleep with me?" Tang Huai smiled bitterly. She went straight to bed and said, "come on."
Jing Xuan takes back her legs and sits up straight. Her face sinks slightly. Her delicate face is covered with cold.
He looked at a pair of "desperate" Tang Huai: "I just want to lie in a bed with you, all right
Tang Huai closed his eyes: "school"
her face was cold and there was no expectation.
Jing Xuan can see that she is rejecting him, but she can't resist him.
As if he were a beast
This feeling makes Jingxuan upset.
Jingxuan sits there, her eyes are full of light like fog.
It's too deep to see what he's thinking -
his eyes, just like this, are quietly locked in her face.
She didn't open her eyes and he didn't make a sound.
That's how time goes, minutes and seconds.
I don't know how long later, Jingxuan gets up.
I don't know if she is asleep. Before he left, he covered himself, pulled the thin quilt over, covered her with -
and went back to the bedroom. Jingxuan went to the wardrobe and looked at the men's clothes inside.
There is a wooden box, which is very delicate and put in the wardrobe.
In the box, there are her and his close fitting clothes. Jingxuan drags the box out to have a look, and then pushes it in.
The clothes they usually wear are stacked neatly. In the clothes, there are his taste and her taste.
Before he came in, he also noticed the living room.
In the shoe cabinet, there are his shoes and hers.
In the TV cabinet and the wine cabinet, there are picture frames.
In the picture frame, there is him and she.
Some are her close to his arms, birds depend on people, laugh happily and sweetly.
Some of them were held by Zihan, and others by Yuanpai. Also, when Yijun was one year old, they took pictures of Yijun in their arms.
At the head of the bed in the bedroom, there is a picture frame inlaid with gold.
It's a real gold frame!
This is a picture. He is wearing a suitable military uniform and looks at the camera with dignity.
She was wearing a white wedding dress and holding a rose in her hand.
Jingxuan goes to the bed and looks at the picture.
He is facing the camera, and she is infatuated with looking at him, sending him flowers, is facing the camera.
But he could see full of love in her eyes.
Although he is tight tight tight sexy thin lip, one hand lightly presses the belt between waist.
The expression looks dignified and cool, but his deep dark eyes and eyebrows are smiling.
Jingxuan looks at the woman in the photo. Her lips are red and her teeth are white. Her smile is bright and sweet. She is as beautiful as a flower.
Her smile, very infectious, white bra wedding dress, on her body, more beautiful than the fairy.
Jing Xuan looks at her and thinks about it. Was it taken when they got married?
But for their marriage, he had no impression of sakura at all and the smell of her. He thought it smelled very good, but he felt very strange -
there was a picture frame on the bedside table.
It's the same as the photo dress hanging above the bed wall.
It's just this one. He hugged her waist, their bodies, and he kissed her on the forehead.
The hands facing the camera, gently against his chest, the other hand, gently hook his neck -
are all side faces, but their faces are full of happiness and love.
It's not hard for Jingxuan to see from the photos. His eyes are full of indulgence. She looked at him with love.Jingxuan reaches out, takes the photo, and turns her eyes on liangrao's face.
Watching, he raised his lips and chuckled. He was infected by their love.
Enjoying this picture for a long time, Jingxuan sits down on the bed.
He opened the drawer of the bedside table, and suddenly there were two notebooks in it.
He casually picked up the book above and opened it. It's hard and vigorous, showing his personality.
He looked at the content. It was his diary.
Each diary simply records the content that he was satisfied with in his life and accompanied by Tang Huai.
There is an article, also wrote that this life is very happy, to make up for the regrets of the previous generation.
Seeing this diary, Jing Xuan is a little stunned.
He raised his eyes, and his thoughts drifted away
He remembered that in the hospital, she improved on their previous lives.
At that time, there was a flash of loss and bitterness in her eyes -
Jingxuan frowned, just like she did, they have memories of the last life?
Now Jingxuan thinks this kind of thing is ridiculous and unscientific!
She closed the diary and picked up another.
This book is full of beautiful characters.
It's also a diary, but her diary, unlike his diary, only records her things.
Her diary is about some important things.
Recently, I've been remembering her experience in operating on patients.
Jing Xuan looks at her diary carefully. From the diary, she can understand her
After reading the diary, put it back in place.
Their diaries can be read and read by each other. They confess to each other without concealing.
Then open other drawers. There are either his or her things in them.
From this room, we can see that this is their happy space.
Tang Li and Gu Jiajia met on the first floor when they were looking for Tang Huai.
Here, everywhere is full of their taste.
Jingxuan is lying on the bed, the pillow is very fragrant, full of her taste.
This night, he smelled the air with her taste, insomnia
All the way to the light, the window lit up the fish belly white, he heard the subtle movement from the outside.
He sat up like a carp, got out of bed and went out of the bedroom.
As soon as the bedroom door opened, Tang Huai came out of the bathroom.
"So early?" he asked
He took back his hand and let her out. Tang Huai passed by him, leaving him a faint fragrance. Between the nose and breath, it's all her taste. Jingxuan turns to her side, frowns slightly, and looks at her back complicatedly Tang Huai didn't wash her hair, so she took a bath, which took about ten minutes. When she came back from the bathroom, Jingxuan was still there. This guy is sitting in a dressing chair. The long, slender legs, folded, lay on the bed. Tang Huai raised his eyebrows and asked, "do you sleep here?" She wanted to sleep here, not in the bedroom she had slept with him. That bedroom, has his breath, pillow, has his taste, she is afraid to lie on the bed, will lose sleep. Tang Huai is so tired that he wants to have a good rest. This man, anyway, has no memory. He sleeps everywhere. Why don't he stay in this room? Jing Xuan shakes his legs. In that way, he really needs to be beaten: "we are husband and wife. I will sleep where you sleep." Tang Huai was a little annoyed: "why do you want to embarrass me like this?" Jing Xuan looked at her with strong eyes: "how can I embarrass you?" "Don't you just want to sleep with me?" Tang Huai smiled bitterly. She went straight to bed and said, "come on." Jing Xuan takes back her legs and sits up straight. Her face sinks slightly. Her delicate face is covered with cold. He looked at a pair of "desperate" Tang Huai: "I just want to lie in a bed with you, all right Tang Huai closed his eyes: "school" her face was cold and there was no expectation. Jing Xuan can see that she is rejecting him, but she can't resist him. As if he were a beast This feeling makes Jingxuan upset. Jingxuan sits there, her eyes are full of light like fog. It's too deep to see what he's thinking - his eyes, just like this, are quietly locked in her face. She didn't open her eyes and he didn't make a sound. That's how time goes, minutes and seconds. I don't know how long later, Jingxuan gets up. I don't know if she is asleep. Before he left, he covered himself, pulled the thin quilt over, covered her with - and went back to the bedroom. Jingxuan went to the wardrobe and looked at the men's clothes inside. There is a wooden box, which is very delicate and put in the wardrobe. In the box, there are her and his close fitting clothes. Jingxuan drags the box out to have a look, and then pushes it in. The clothes they usually wear are stacked neatly. In the clothes, there are his taste and her taste. Before he came in, he also noticed the living room. In the shoe cabinet, there are his shoes and hers. In the TV cabinet and the wine cabinet, there are picture frames. In the picture frame, there is him and she. Some are her close to his arms, birds depend on people, laugh happily and sweetly. Some of them were held by Zihan, and others by Yuanpai. Also, when Yijun was one year old, they took pictures of Yijun in their arms. At the head of the bed in the bedroom, there is a picture frame inlaid with gold. It's a real gold frame! This is a picture. He is wearing a suitable military uniform and looks at the camera with dignity. She was wearing a white wedding dress and holding a rose in her hand. Jingxuan goes to the bed and looks at the picture. He is facing the camera, and she is infatuated with looking at him, sending him flowers, is facing the camera. But he could see full of love in her eyes. Although he is tight tight tight sexy thin lip, one hand lightly presses the belt between waist. The expression looks dignified and cool, but his deep dark eyes and eyebrows are smiling. Jingxuan looks at the woman in the photo. Her lips are red and her teeth are white. Her smile is bright and sweet. She is as beautiful as a flower. Her smile, very infectious, white bra wedding dress, on her body, more beautiful than the fairy. Jing Xuan looks at her and thinks about it. Was it taken when they got married? But for their marriage, he had no impression of sakura at all and the smell of her. He thought it smelled very good, but he felt very strange - there was a picture frame on the bedside table. It's the same as the photo dress hanging above the bed wall. It's just this one. He hugged her waist, their bodies, and he kissed her on the forehead. The hands facing the camera, gently against his chest, the other hand, gently hook his neck - are all side faces, but their faces are full of happiness and love. It's not hard for Jingxuan to see from the photos. His eyes are full of indulgence. She looked at him with love.Jingxuan reaches out, takes the photo, and turns her eyes on liangrao's face. Watching, he raised his lips and chuckled. He was infected by their love. Enjoying this picture for a long time, Jingxuan sits down on the bed. He opened the drawer of the bedside table, and suddenly there were two notebooks in it. He casually picked up the book above and opened it. It's hard and vigorous, showing his personality. He looked at the content. It was his diary. Each diary simply records the content that he was satisfied with in his life and accompanied by Tang Huai. There is an article, also wrote that this life is very happy, to make up for the regrets of the previous generation. Seeing this diary, Jing Xuan is a little stunned. He raised his eyes, and his thoughts drifted away He remembered that in the hospital, she improved on their previous lives. At that time, there was a flash of loss and bitterness in her eyes - Jingxuan frowned, just like she did, they have memories of the last life? Now Jingxuan thinks this kind of thing is ridiculous and unscientific! She closed the diary and picked up another. This book is full of beautiful characters. It's also a diary, but her diary, unlike his diary, only records her things. Her diary is about some important things. Recently, I've been remembering her experience in operating on patients. Jing Xuan looks at her diary carefully. From the diary, she can understand her After reading the diary, put it back in place. Their diaries can be read and read by each other. They confess to each other without concealing. Then open other drawers. There are either his or her things in them. From this room, we can see that this is their happy space. Tang Li and Gu Jiajia met on the first floor when they were looking for Tang Huai. Here, everywhere is full of their taste. Jingxuan is lying on the bed, the pillow is very fragrant, full of her taste. This night, he smelled the air with her taste, insomnia All the way to the light, the window lit up the fish belly white, he heard the subtle movement from the outside. He sat up like a carp, got out of bed and went out of the bedroom. As soon as the bedroom door opened, Tang Huai came out of the bathroom. "So early?" he asked
