Chapter 447

I heard the voice of a strange man, gentle and comfortable.

Hearing the sound and looking up, I saw a man sitting on the sofa opposite. He was dressed in white casual clothes, his legs folded, and he was holding a book in his hand. He looked at it leisurely and elegantly.

Slender fingers, like a pianist in general, holding the book looks very charming.

Without lifting his eyes, his eyes still fell on the book in his hand.

Yang Lihe's brain has a momentary fault, and his eyes look around the room.

Strange room, very simple decoration, white curtain, white table, neatly placed on the table a few books, white sofa, white people.

Well, the whole room is almost white.

He wrung his brows and tried to sit up.

"Don't be afraid of your wound, just sit up." Qiao Yu didn't look up, still drooping at the book in his hand, and said calmly to Yang Lihe on the bed.

"Hiss!" As soon as his words were finished, Yang Lihe called out.

The pain came from the lower abdomen, and the thought of the fault came back immediately.

In her mind, just like a movie show, one scene after another shows what happened before.

Her car was hit, she was hit by a woman named Qi Yilan, and her hand was stabbed. Also by Mu Fang to save, sent to the hospital. Then he took a pill and went into a coma. When I woke up, I was in the same bed with muqiaomin in the hotel room.

When she made Muqiao min, Dongfang Yuqiong rushed over and gave her a knife.

What did Dongfang Yuqiong say?

Oh, she said, "Yang Lihe, you said you didn't like him.".

Therefore, in other words, Dongfang Yuqiong did not lose her memory as muqiaomin said. She's acting, on purpose.

Shit!

Yang Lihe said a low curse.

What's her bad luck? Being beaten and stabbed one after another?

This is her body, not a dart target. You can stab her with your darts.

Mufang, old man, when my aunt's wound is healed, you can see if I can spare you!

But where is this?

Who is the man in front of you? This man, like a gentle scholar coming out of the painting, exudes a touch of isolation.

"Where is this?" Yang Lihe looked at him and asked softly.

When he opened his mouth, he was frightened by his own voice. Her voice was a little rough and dry, like a broken copper tone. She couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Joe wants to lift Mou finally, the line of sight leaves the book in his hand, look to Yang Lihe, slow voice says, "my home."

"What should I call you?" Yang Lihe raised a faint smile and asked softly.

"Joe." Joe wants a face breeze light cloud light of looking at her to say.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Joe." Yang Lihe looked at him gratefully and said thanks.

"No. I didn't want to save you. " Joe wants to still say with a clear and indifferent face, the facial expression on the face has no change. Always keep the gentle breeze and light clouds.

Yang Lihe was speechless for a moment.

Is it necessary to be so cold? It's more difficult than Mo Junbo's iceberg face.

Mo Junbo?

At the thought of these three words, the first thing Yang Lihe wants to do in his mind is to call Yan Zitong. He can't stay at the home of a strange man all the time.

"I Can I borrow one of your mobile phones and call your family? " Asked cautiously and tentatively.

"Sorry, I don't have a phone at home, and I don't use a cell phone." Joe wants to say without delay.

No phone? No cell phone?

Are you ancient?

Yang Lihe thinks so in his heart.

"You can take care of yourself here, but it won't disturb you. Also, if you want to make your injury better quickly, talk less Joe wants a cool look at her, turns around and walks towards the door, leaving.

"Hello." Yang Lihe called him.

Joe wants to stop and turn around, looking at her coldly and slowly, he says, "Joe wants to."

The implication is that she is very dissatisfied with her calling him "hello".

Yang Lihe said with a soft smile, "Mr. Qiao, who sent me to you, please?"

Joe wants to cool, casual glance at her, "I said, if you want to make your injury better faster, less talk."

Finish saying, didn't look at her again, turn round the head also don't return of leave.

Ho!

Yang Lihe looks at him in a daze. Do you want to be so cool and cool?

She's already asked. You don't have to waste her energy and affect her wound to answer!

So, I don't want to answer her question. Don't want her to get in touch with the outside world?

Is she banned? Is it forbidden by mufang?

Yang Lihe is a little angry and full of anger. Why did she capsize in the sewer of mufang?Old man, it's hard to sit, isn't it? So, it's a big move. But what role did Dongfang Yuqiong play in this? Why throw her and muqiaomin to the same bed?

Mufang that old thing, want to solve her, while she was Qi Yilan that female stun time, you can solve her unconsciously. In this way, she and Mo Junbo will not have any contact.

Even if something really happened, it can all be pushed to Qi Yilan, who has nothing to do with him.

But why should he do more?

Take her to the hospital, and take her out of the hospital, with muqiaomin throw in a bed, let Dongfang Yuqiong to stab her, and then get her this to ban solid up.

Yang Lihe's brain is a paste, and he can't figure out Mu Fang's intention. She had no clue at all.

There was a faint pain on his head. Abdominal pain also came, and the palm of my hand.

I think that in one day, she has suffered so many injuries from head to foot, and it must leave scars. It's just a bunch of "rub rub" up.

These two places are the most important. Her hands are used to touch Mo Junbo's muscles, especially the six abdominal muscles and the mermaid line. Of course, there is the most important part.

But now her palm left a big scar, or so rough scar, how can that still be provocative? How to rub the fire? That's not a grade.

And her belly. It turned out to be as smooth as jade, which she was most proud of. Now, the scar must have been left. If you are in close contact with him, when you are on a blind date with your skin, won't you fall off the grade again?

What's in my mind?

At this time, she was still thinking about these things in YY? It's hard to change!

"Girl, it's time to change the dressing." Yang Lihe is immersed in the YY imagination of Xi, and is interrupted.