Chapter 1311

Nangong Chenwei still didn't answer.

Seeing that Nangong Chenwei didn't answer, Qiao Yuling didn't understand how she wore it... According to her previous experience in novels and TV, it seems that there are two kinds of clothes, one is soul and the other is entity.

I think that her two hands in the quilt hold together slowly. I touch my right hand with my left hand, and touch my left hand with my right hand. Unexpectedly, there is no cocoon at all, and it is very smooth and delicate.

She is a killer, training with a gun and so on, but her hands are not so smooth, like the hands of a thousand gold sisters. She hesitated to get up, but the pain from her body made her frown slightly.

See she want to sit up, Nangong Chenwei hurriedly stretched out his hand to help her, Qiao Yuling fierce a spirit, directly jumped to the side of the bed, and then covered his body with a quilt, a face of alert looking at him, "you don't come."

Nangong Chenwei's heart aches fiercely, because he sees alert and strangeness on Qiao Yuling's face, and even has a trace of exploration, which is no longer the infatuation and tenderness she used to have when she looked at herself.

He got up and stood by the bed, quietly looking at her, suddenly felt the air was very stuffy, even his breathing was not smooth, he did not even know what to do.

As soon as Qiao Yuling thought of herself as a passer-by, she didn't even inherit the memory of the original owner. Her heart was filled with grief. Many female owners in the novel gave away the memory of the original female owner after crossing. Why didn't she have anything?

Looking at Nangong Chenwei without tears, she really

"I'm... I'm awake, I'm... I'm a little hungry." Qiao Yuling's voice trembled, with a trace of caution, for fear that she would offend the other party, but now she doesn't know anything, she's afraid that... In a word, it's wrong, mainly because she didn't know the dynasty clearly, she still can't act rashly.

Nangong Chenwei didn't say a word. She turned around and went out. Watching him go out, Qiao Yuling's heart was finally put down. She lifted the quilt to get out of bed, but her every movement made her body... Feel sore, especially the pain between her legs

Mother, she can even feel something running down her legs. My God... Is this my aunt?

Listening to the movement outside, she hesitated a little, went forward and carefully inserted the door, then checked in the room, not blood, but

When she was on a mission in her previous life, she had seen a man and a woman do that kind of thing, and even saw a man in front of her and shot her in the head.

That kind of smell is hard for her to forget all her life. It's full of hormones everywhere. This... The aunt she just thought... She has an impulse to faint.

It seems that the original owner has been married. If you look at the original owner's body, it looks like she was about 18 years old. In ancient times, girls got married when they reached hairpin. Is it hard to be... Married for three or four years?

Will there be children in three or four years

When Qiao Yuling thought that she would be a stepmother for the little fart just after wearing it, her heart was blocked.

Just as she was thinking about things in the room, the door push was pushed, but it didn't open. Immediately, the man's low voice came from the outside. She couldn't hear any emotion, "open the door."

Qiao Yuling clenched her teeth, or quietly came forward, opened the door, and looked at the man again. She couldn't help complaining. Is this man the man of the original owner?

Good looking, looking a little cold, I don't know if there is any violence.

Nangong Chenwei didn't expect Qiao Yuling to get out of bed directly. He wanted to go forward to care about her, but seeing the guard on her face when she looked at her, he wanted to go slowly with her.

"Eat in bed, or..."

"Here." Before Nangong Chenwei's words were finished, Qiao Yuling went directly to one side of the round table and sat down, and then looked at Nangong Chenwei on guard.

Nangong Chenwei's heart is clenched. He looks at Qiao Yuling, puts the bowl in front of her, and then sits on one side looking at her. Qiao Yuling silently takes a spoon to his mouth and keeps feeding.

In fact, she has a lot of questions to ask, but... She's afraid of revealing. Just now, she has looked into a bronze mirror. She really doesn't look like herself in the mirror, but... She looks familiar. She can't remember exactly where she saw it.

Maybe someone in a previous life. After all, this is not a time and space.

After eating a bowl, Nangong Chenwei looked at her and asked, "do you want more?"

Qiao Yuling gently shook his head, "no more."

Nangong Chenwei looked at her silently and said in a deep voice, "let's talk."

"Oh." She waited for him quietly.

"Who are you?" Nangong Chen Wei wanted to ask how much she remembered, but... Seeing Qiao Yuling's alert, he suspected that she had forgotten, so he asked a more straightforward one.

Qiao Yuling blinked, "Yuling."

Nangong Chenwei knew when he heard her answer that she must have forgotten something, but... He thought of some things that Qiao Yuling had told him before, and asked tentatively, "are you Bai Yuling, the killer?"

Qiao Yuling stood up directly from the stool in surprise, "you... How do you know it's me? Do you know me? " Nangong Chen Weifu's forehead really forgot, "do you... Remember what happened in Qiao's village?"“ "Qiao village?" Qiao Yuling not sure looked around, did not see the camera, doubt way: "is filming?"“ What kind of filming? " Nangong Chenwei doesn't understand. Qiao Yuling was also confused. "Didn't you just say I was baiyuling? How do you know? "“ You said it yourself“ "Ah?" Qiao Yuling was even more surprised. Nangong Chenwei pointed to the stool she just sat on and said, "sit down and talk."“ Oh Qiao Yuling sat down, but still watched him on guard“ Your name is Bai Yuling. You were wearing it here a few years ago. You were eight years old when you wore it. Your family was destitute. It was you who led your family to get rich... "" stop. " Qiao Yuling, like listening to the book of heaven, asked with some uncertainty, "do you mean... My name is Qiao Yuling?"“ Yes He nodded heavily, without any sense of jest. Qiao Yuling rolled his eyes, "how do you know? If I was wearing it, how could I tell you that? Who are you“ I'm the one you love. We just got married four days ago Qiao Yuling completely laughed and even more disbelieved, "don't tease me, OK? If you are the one I love, I look like I'm 18 years old this year. You said we got married four days ago. This period shouldn't be... 15 years old and Jiji married?"