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In the next few days, Lu Shimo would come to see her every day, but he was silent most of the time, just looking at her with deep eyes.

Look at her heart hair.

He did not speak, Mu Yu also happy leisure, anyway, she lost memory, not familiar with him.

She thought discontentedly, and estimated that her guess was correct.

She suffered such a heavy injury, but also amnesia, he cold face all day, this man certainly does not care about her, 80% just want a divorce.

She shook her head and sighed.

"Ah, scum man, I have no conscience!"

A week later.

Muyu did a general examination, the results showed that the normal, wound also healed, reached the discharge target.

"Brother Bo, when can I recover my memory?"

Bo Run pushed the golden glasses on the bridge of her nose and looked at her porcelain white face, "it's hard to say."

The joy of being discharged from the hospital was broken by his words.

"You can't be in a hurry. When you go home, you should remember to come for a review on time. In addition, you should always stay with Shimo. In the past, you two always stayed together. Maybe this will wake up your memory and make you recover faster.

"Ah?" The little girl opened her eyes and wrote three big words on her face.

No, will, will!

Seeing this, Bo Runqing cleared his throat, put aside his sight and continued, "no way. This is the only way. You should know that you loved him before you lost your memory."

Cough, it's so guilty to cheat a little girl!

She shrugged her shoulders.

"Are you sure I love him? He's not my type. "

Bo Run

After that, Shi Mo has a long way to go in pursuit of his wife.

That night, she followed aunt Zhou back to Linlang Bay.

As soon as she entered, she was in a state of continuous shock.

"Wow, this is my home?"

She looked at the luxurious decoration in the villa, her eyes could not see it, and asked in a gaping way.

The living room is large. It's estimated to be more than 200 square meters, isn't it?

This carpet, it's a Persian carpet, isn't it?

And this chandelier, bulingbuling, with diamonds on it?

She was swallowing hard and her head was a little dizzy.

My God, is she married to a local tyrant?

"Yes, girl." Aunt Zhou looked at her shocked appearance and nodded with a smile.

Miss Mu after amnesia seems to be more lovely than Miss Mu before.

Holding her chin in her little hand, she asked, "aunt Zhou, is my mother's family also very rich?"

The most important thing for a rich man like this is that he is right. Since he married her, her family should be rich, right?

"It's OK, but it's still far from my husband."

"Then why did he marry me?"

She narcissistic touch touch face, that man should not be in love with his beautiful face?

Hum, shallow man.

Otherwise, she is unable to find out the reason why Lu Shimo chose herself.

Aunt Zhou smiles at her and doesn't speak.

“……”

At eight o'clock in the evening, Lu Shimo came back full of wine.

In the living room, Mu Yu is concentrating on watching cartoons and eating snacks.

Hearing the footsteps, she turned to look.

Then automatically ignore him, take back the line of sight, still should eat and drink.

The man's face was cold and heavy. He patted her on the back of the head and said, "go and ask aunt Zhou to make Jiejiu soup."

Mu Yu disgruntled to open his hand.

"I'm not going. Why don't you go yourself?"

The man's face sank again. He pulled off his tie and went forward.

Mu Yu saw his cold face and thought he was going to clean her up. She threw down snacks, jumped down from the sofa and ran to the kitchen.

"Aunt Zhou! Lu Shimo asked you to make some wine soup. "

Seeing this, the man's eyes slightly narrowed, thin lips tightly pursed into a line, he pinched the tired eyebrows, eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

In the kitchen.

She poked her head in and asked, "Auntie Zhou, did he have domestic violence before, just hit me?"

"Of course not. Why does my wife think so?" Aunt Zhou covered the pot with surprise.

“……”

She twisted her fingers and stood beside aunt Zhou, with a look of desire to talk and stop.

"Girl, go to the living room to accompany your husband. The kitchen is full of lampblack."

She shook her head. "I'll help you."

She really doesn't want to sit with a piece of ice. It's freezing to death!

The gloomy low air pressure is breathless.

In a few minutes.

"Give it to sir." Aunt Zhou handed her the soup.

She shook her head like a rattle and stepped back. "If I don't go, I'd better send it to Aunt Zhou.""Have you forgotten what Mr. Bo said?" Aunt Zhou is very good at reminding her.

“……”

Half a ring, she was reluctant to reach out to end the solution of wine soup, "that, OK."

Oh, by the way, to restore memory, it's better to sacrifice the hue.

"That's right." Aunt Zhou's eyes narrowed with laughter.

On the sofa, the man is languidly leaning on the back of the sofa, with long straight legs overlapping high and low, closing his eyes.

Mu Yu was relieved and looked at his side face quietly.

It's just like that, isn't it?

Tut Tut, this man has a bad temper.

She walked over and saw that he didn't open his eyes. She hesitated for a long time and bravely reached out and waved above his face.

"Here, soup."

The man slowly opened his eyes, scarlet fundus moment scared her.

She suddenly changed face, flattering smile, "dear husband adult ~ your Jiejiu soup, please enjoy."

“……”

Lu Shimo reached for it and took a sip. Then he listened to her voice.

"May I ask the maid to withdraw?"

He looked at her with a smile, just nodded.

Which expect Mu Yu to wring a body to walk, one second all refuse to stay more.

His unfathomable eyes looked at her deeply, as if in absence.

She's really changed a lot.

Ten in the evening.

"Aunt Zhou, where do I sleep?" She asked yawning.

"Silly girl, of course, sleeping in the master bedroom, sharing a room with her husband."

She woke up at once, her cheeks burning and her lips pursed. "Is there a guest room?"

courteous and accessible, aunt Zhou smiles amiable to her. "Girl, you and your husband live in your house, so you don't have room for your room, you can only sleep on the floor in the room girl."

“……”

There is no guest room in such a big villa?

Despise!

She came forward to hold aunt Zhou's arm, and her small face was very smart, "aunt Zhou, how big is your bed? Why don't I work with you? "

Aunt Zhou straight cut off her fluke: "girl, you die this heart, my bed is one meter, you see my body, can't sleep!"

“……”

30 p.m.

As soon as Lu Shimo lay down, the door was knocked.

Then, the door was pushed open, and a small dark head came in.

Her voice is soft, "husband adult ~ did you sleep?"

“……”

I'm used to hearing her grumpy voice before. Now I listen to her soft voice. Lu Shimo's eyes are a little deep, and her throat is sliding up and down.

She just walked in a few steps, the man's cold voice sounded.

"Get out."

Yaya, bah!

She stares at Lu Shimo and pinches her waist. "This is my room, too. Why should I go out?"

The man's dim vision narrowed dangerously and said faintly, "who told you this is your room?"

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