Chapter 460

Li Qingning looked at the surprised expression on her face, and then looked back at the gorgeous villa and the blooming flowers and green grass around it. He had no impression at all.

I don't know why, she only remembered that old duplex apartment in New York, and... The man in the house.

"Mom, don't worry. Dad and I will help you remember bit by bit." Sissy took her optimistically towards the villa.

When entering the door, she turned her head and looked at Lan Qing's face in a hurry. His face was quiet and his eyes were like water. She was also looking at herself quietly.

When her eyes were facing each other, a fine current passed through her heart. That feeling was so familiar.

But every time she tried to continue to remember, her mind was full of confusion. It was like touching a pain switch in her brain. The feeling of splitting headache made her frown every time. Finally, she simply gave up and continued to think.

That kind of uneasiness from the heart made her body stiff all the time. Her back was straight and straight. She subconsciously clenched her lips and kept looking at the strange environment around her.

Sissy took her by the hand and walked around the villa.

"Mom, look, this is our restaurant. We have breakfast and dinner with dad here every day, but dad is too busy to accompany us for lunch." At this point, sissy curled her mouth.

Soon, her look returned to the usual, and BEI'ER vigorously pulled Li Qingning in and out.

"Mom, this is our swimming pool. You accompany me to swimming lessons every day in those days. These days when you are away, I insist on going to class, and I have learned it."

The proud look on sissy's face was gilded by the sun. She looked like a little angel depicted in the Bible.

Then she seemed to think of something. She took her hand and walked upstairs quickly. Lan Qing followed them quietly, and her eyes fell on them all the time. It seemed that there were only two people in his eyes all over the world.

"Mom, you see, this is your and dad's bedroom..." sissy pushed open the door of Lanqing's room and pulled her in.

Li Qingning looked around, the strangeness in his eyes seemed so real. She looked at the whole room, the overall European design, the tone is dark color, looks calm atmosphere, but a little stuffy, dark brown bed and the same color furniture, every place looks very serious and strong.

She had some doubts. Since it was her own room, how could there be no breath of women?

She turns her head, eyes fall on Lan Qing, he asks her eyes, now she looks helpless, let people want to hold her tightly in their arms.

Now that sissy has said that, why does he deny it?

With a slight curve in the corner of his mouth, he nodded to her.

Li Qingning took back his eyes, looked at the determined expression on their faces, and tried to recall something again, but everything seemed to be in vain.

"Mom, don't you remember? Although you sometimes sleep with me, most of the time you sleep in this room with dad. " Sissy winked at her and said seriously.

Those memories seem to exist on the edge of her mind, but whenever she tries to piece together a complete picture, those fragments start to rotate and entwine, becoming a thread that can't clear her head, which makes her unable to start. The severe headache attacks her at the same time.

She thought, her face once again showed the expression of pain, let go of the hand holding CICI, her hands kept pressing the crazy beating temple.

"Don't say it, sissy, mother is tired!" Lan Qing walked to her with a worried face and held her shaking figure.

As soon as his hand touched her shoulder, she felt a slight tremor in her body reflexively, avoiding his hand, as if she instinctively resisted any intimate contact with this man.

Sisi also felt the change of her body, looked at her with her little head up, and asked, "Mom, what's the matter with you?"

Li Qingning took a deep breath, touched her head with a smile and said, "nothing. Maybe I'm really tired."

Then he lowered his eyes, turned around Lan Qing in front of him and walked out.

Lan Qing looked at her leaving back, sighed softly, squatted down, pinched Sisi's face, and said, "let's give mom a little more time, and she will think about it later."

His tone was so light that he seemed to be persuading himself.

After walking out of the room quickly, Li Qingning breathed a sigh of relief. I don't know why, this man clearly looks so strange, but when facing him, there is always an emotion in her heart, which makes her unable to breathe. She just wants to run away regardless of everything.

At night, although Li Qingning suspiciously accepts the fact that she and Lan Qing are husband and wife and live in the same room, she resolutely refuses to sleep in the same bed with Lan Qing.

He didn't say much. He just picked up a pillow and a thin quilt from the bed, put them on the sofa in silence, and then lay down without saying a word. It seemed that he would soon fall asleep.

Listen to the man's even breathing, but Li Qingning can't sleep anyway.

She wants to know what happened, but her memory is like a jigsaw puzzle of countless small pieces. No matter how hard she tries, she still can't remember what happened and the man around her.

The night seems to become more and more deep, even the moonlight seems to be a little lazy, no longer as bright as just at night. The feeling that she couldn't sleep after lying down made her tired, so she got up quietly and walked back and forth on the cool floor barefoot.

This kind of familiar feeling let her originally tight a heart slightly relaxed down, the corner of the mouth spreads a light radian.

There was a slight sound behind her. She was shocked and quickly stopped. It was like the picture was frozen in an instant. She stood there.

She turned around slowly, holding her breath, only to see that Lan Qing turned over in her sleep, and her tall body curled up on the sofa, which made her feel helpless.

The proud face of the British aristocracy in the past, now looks so quiet, thin lips tightly into a line, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, looks like even in sleep, still unhappy.

Is it because of myself? Li Qingning quietly looked at his side face and guessed what was on his mind at the moment. There was a little heavy emotion in his eyes.