MTL - My Cold Gentle Husband-Chapter 1008 Heart hurts

Dongfang tweeted his brow and did not speak again. He quietly embraced the priest.

Cheng Ziming stood up and left the study room, standing at the door. He looked back and looked at the sergeant who was so weak that he needed human care.

If the priest wakes up earlier, perhaps, the morning will not leave.

He licked his head and left for a chic.

The room was quiet, and only the clock on the wall made a "sand" walk.

The Oriental cockroach quietly held the priest, and the priest spent a long time, her emotions finally calmed down, and her thoughts gradually cleared up.

"Auntie, am I really a child? I mean, in the three years I was with you, I was with you as a child," said the priest, and felt that his mind was messy and incoherent. I don't know what I am expressing.

The Oriental cockroach heard it clearly. He slightly bowed his head and pinched her jaw. He looked at her lowly: "Small cockroach, yes, that three years, and the day after you were scared by the tiger, Yesterday, you have become a little girl."

The priest looked at him, she understood, but it was very confusing.

Dongfang said again: "Don't be afraid, you are just sick. I will take you to the doctor and I will be fine."

"That is the rice, she will disappear completely?"

The East has been stunned, and the dagger: "Well."

The priest stared at him for a moment and asked: "Auntie, are you sad? Is it possible to leave the rice, I disappear?"

The East took her hand and tightened it: "Small, don't think too much, you are the master, so it's a small cockroach that disappears."

And Xiao Yan's personality is only suitable for living in this forest with his two people, it is best not to appear in other people.

But how is that possible?

"Master? How do you know that I am the master? What if Mizi is? Auntie, will you sacrifice me?" The priest stared at the eyes of Dongfang.

The man’s eyes are too deep, like deep sea stars, she can’t peek into his emotions.

The oriental cockroach held the shoulders of the priest with both hands, and looked at her from top to bottom: "Small sly, you and Xiaoxi are one person, she is you, you are her When I wake up again, I will take her to hypnotize and she will disappear completely."

"You have been together for three years, do you love her?" asked the priest.

"She is you, you are her, Xiao Yan, don't dig the horns, huh?" Dong Fang took some strength on her shoulders.

The priest suffered from pain and licked his lower lip. He still asked: "Auntie, tell me, do you love Mizi? After all, we have not met each other for a month. If you can, I am willing to sacrifice myself."

Half of the priest’s words, a pain in her lips, she squinted at the man’s sudden enlargement of the handsome face in front of her eyes.

The oriental cockroach appeased and kissed her again, whispering: "Small sly, don't talk nonsense."

The priest’s heart beat like a drum, and he couldn’t help but reach out and hold the man’s strong waist.

Although she did not want to admit that she fell in love with Dongfang in a short period of time, this is a fact.

When she listened to him with certainty, the person who was with him for three years was a child of Mizi, not her own, her heart hurts.

Yes.

The long finger of the oriental dragonfly gently followed her maroon curls: "Small, I think again and again, I feel like leaving you, understand?"

The priest looked up at him, and the dawn was clear: "Because the ink child likes me, and the rice child will only make your family angry?"

"A fool. I said, you and Xiaoxi are a person. When Xiaoxiao is normal, it is you, and very gentle, she is just impatient, unable to control her emotions" or she does not control at all Your own behavior, what do you want to do.

"Yes? Is she like me when she is normal?" asked the priest.

She is so eager to ask the end, so that the East can not help but can not help, he licked her head: "Small, you are so curious about Xiaoyan?"

The priest is coveted.

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Another person, doing so many things instead of her, she has no memory.

"Well, don't think about it, she will soon disappear."

They stayed in the study for a while, and the priest accepted the saying of Dongfang, that she had schizophrenia and would become terrible, and her heart was inexplicable.

When the door opened, the two of them saw that Zizi’s arms and arms hugged against the wall.

Cheng Ziming immediately stood up straight: "Hey, passing by, two chatted?"

"Yeah." The priest sat in a wheelchair and nodded.

"Dice, do you think you are terrible?" Cheng Ziming raised his eyebrows and wanted to make the atmosphere better.

The priest dropped his throat.

Cheng Ziming hit his own mouth: "Don't be sad, Mizi will soon disappear."

The priest looked up at Cheng Zi and said: "Do you hate Mi Zi?"

It seems that everyone hates her.

How did she do it and sinned everyone around her?

"I don't hate it," Cheng Ziming looked at the eyes of the East, a serious way. "How can I hate her? She is a temper, and she is still very good to her aunt."

The priest smiled bitterly.

Cheng Ziming also followed him and laughed twice.

The priest turned to look at the East: "Auntie, can I call home?"

"Rely!" Cheng Zizhong interjected, "Auntie, you are too much! The scorpion is not here in jail, how can I ask for a call?"

He said, he touched his mobile phone, unlocked it, and handed it to the priest. "Hey, come, use my fight, who to call to whom, how long to play."

The priest reached out and picked it up, but he was grasped by a big finger. The next moment, the man took the phone out of his pocket and put it into her palm.

"I let Lin Yang go to give you one at a time."

"Thank you." The priest nodded.

The priest returned to the room in a wheelchair.

The Eastern Dragonfly and Cheng Ziming all looked at her back until she smiled and closed the bedroom door.

Looking back at the East, see Cheng Ziming staring at the priest's back, he frowned: "What?"

Cheng Ziming's chin slightly raised: "Auntie, is the scorpion much more beautiful than before?"

"Is it?" Dongfang folded back to the study.

Cheng Ziming went in behind him, closed the door and nodded: "Yeah, I haven't found it before."

At that time, he hated the dead rice, and in his eyes, she was ugly from beginning to end.

"That is you, she has always been so beautiful."

Cheng Ziming: "" Three times vomiting blood.

The two were seated on the sofa.

The oriental cockroach stared at the tea scented citron tea that the boss of the coffee table had only sipped, and he made the difference.

Cheng Ziming's eyes are coming out of his eyes.

"Auntie, that is the tea of ​​the scorpion."