If it's cloudy, don't choose the yard.

Ling MuQing took a deep breath and shook her head. No matter what, she would not give up looking for her brother.

Over the past few days, she has been thinking over and over again that an Xiaojing is the little girl that Ling haoxuan likes. As long as this is confirmed, then it is almost certain that Ling haoxuan is not dead.

Not only Ling haoxuan, but also an Xiaojing.

In this case, Leng Chenxi will be much happier.

Thinking of Leng Chenxi's love, and even her love for an Xiaojing, Ling MuQing feels sour and astringent.

I don't know. I don't know the way. I have nowhere to vent.

This makes Miss Ling very frustrated.

At first, Mingming just wanted to take revenge on Leng family, but he didn't expect to end up like this.

What a pig brain!

"Stop pulling your hair, you're going to be a little bald."

Leng Chenxi saw Ling MuQing lying on the small round table in the living room from a distance, pouting, shaking her head and pulling her long hair from time to time.

His mood has really improved over time these days.

Looking at Ling MuQing, it's a pity that her beautiful hair was abused. Leng Chenxi stopped it.

Unexpectedly, Ling MuQing felt more aggrieved.

You're still killing me!

Stare cold dawn one eye, Ling MuQing turns head, no longer pay attention to him.

Leng Chenxi touched her nose, but she didn't know what to say.

He really does not understand the girl's mind, especially Ling MuQing's he dare not guess.

After waiting for a while, Ling MuQing didn't wait for Leng Chenxi to coax her. She was even more aggrieved. She thought of her brother, whose whereabouts were unknown, and her feelings for Leng Chenxi. Tears oozed from Ling MuQing's eyes.

Hearing the low sobbing, Leng Chenxi gets anxious. He pulls out a paper towel and squats in front of Ling MuQing, coaxing her quietly.

"I'm sorry, I just said something wrong. Just pull your hair. It's OK to pull bald. I don't dislike you. I'll give you my hair!"

Originally, Ling MuQing wanted to stick to it for a while, but after listening to Leng Chenxi's words, she couldn't help but laugh.

"If you don't dislike it, I dislike it myself. Who wants your hair?"

Looking at Ling MuQing's tearful smile, Leng Chenxi relaxed a lot. He straightened up and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

In the days after that, I'm afraid I can only be "bullied" like this.

In the future, do you have a future?

Looking at Ling MuQing's back to wash her face, Leng Chenxi silently asks herself in her heart.

Luo Huang dreams every day.

What happened in the dream is constantly changing, but the only constant is that figure. Even if it is a little fuzzy, she can naturally conclude that this is definitely not Ling haoxuan.

But who would it be.

Every time I wake up from my sleep and open my eyes, I will see Ling haoxuan in front of the bed, looking at myself with complicated eyes.

That look makes Luo Huang very uncomfortable.

There is love and there is hate.

Love makes Luohuang scared, hate makes Luohuang dare to fight.

This kind of day repeated day by day, Luo Huang himself almost felt hopeless.

At this time, she heard the name of the figure in her sleep for the first time from her own mouth.

Yechen.

Originally, the back in her sleep would disappear as usual. Luo Huang was worried, and she woke up with a cry of "Yichen".

This time, she was alone in the room.

This time, she knew the name of the figure.

Yechen.

Although lost memory, but hidden in the heart of things is certainly the most profound.

Therefore, she is more sure that Ling haoxuan is cheating her.

This cognition makes Luo Huang even more afraid. She once came to the seaside and tried to walk into the sea to leave the place where Ling haoxuan trapped her, but she failed unexpectedly.

She didn't give up, but she knew that if she wanted to go out, no one would take her out except Ling haoxuan.

"Ling haoxuan."

Luo Huang finds Ling haoxuan and sits face to face with him, trying to discuss the matter of going to sea.

Just called a name, Luo Huang already felt it was very difficult to go on speaking.

Unconsciously, she stuck out her tongue to her left lower lip.

Ling haoxuan looks at this familiar movement, some Zheng Leng.

As a child, when she was nervous, she would do this action.

In front of the woman, and the memory of the little girl's face overlapped together.

It hasn't changed much. It's even more and more beautiful.

This is his woman.

Linghao clenched his fist secretly.Luo Huang didn't say anything, but she found that the man's eyes in front of her became very fierce, and the strong possessiveness couldn't be changed.

She shrunk her shoulders in fear.

"I want to go out to sea."

Luo Huang constantly cheers herself up and finally expresses her inner thoughts.

The expected disagreement.

Luo Huang lost to walk in the villa corridor, pacing back and forth, there is no way to this situation.

She wants to leave as soon as possible, leaving Ling haoxuan's side.

This man is really terrible, although now, he does not let himself leave here, there is no other place to invade his own place.

Just when Luo Huang was in a state of no control, a beautiful woman came up to her and asked in an uncertain tone, like a trial.

"An Xiaojing?"

At first, Luo Huang didn't realize that the woman was calling herself. After all, she never doubted the name of "Luo Huang".

Until the woman now in front of her, once again clearly repeated, she realized that, perhaps from the beginning to the end, she was cheated completely by Ling haoxuan.

Butterfly is the person beside Ling haoxuan, but because she handles the company affairs for Ling haoxuan and Zha Leng Yichen's company, she comes to this place for the first time.

Unexpectedly, I met an Xiaojing.

She just helps Ling haoxuan deal with Leng Shi, but she didn't expect that the reason is an Xiaojing.

"Can we talk?"

Luo Huang has no other way. She always has a premonition in her heart that she will be willing to help the person in front of her.

She tells the butterfly the whole story of what happened after her amnesia. Luohuang stops talking and looks at her quietly, waiting for her decision.

The butterfly who knows everything is also shocked.

To help or not is not a simple matter. She didn't agree or refuse. She just said to think about it again.

This is the biggest one for Luohuang.

After two farewells, Luo Huang returns to her room. She has nothing to do. She finds a pen and paper and writes down the word "Yi Chen".

It is strange to say that she has forgotten the word "Yichen", but she wrote it very correctly.

Unconsciously, Luo Huang wrote a full sheet of paper.

Some sleepy, she lay on the table and fell asleep.

Ling haoxuan came into the room and saw Luohuang fall asleep. Afraid that she would catch cold, she took off her coat. At the moment when she wanted to put it on her, she saw the paper.

And "yechen" full of paper.