Chapter 200
Li Tingkun is my husband, I will never forget it! ! !
Chapter 200 Li Tingkun is my husband, I will never forget it! ! !
Chapter 200 Li Tingkun is my husband, I will never forget it! ! !
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"Yawn!" When a ray of early morning sunlight lightly poured in through the window, the girl who had slept soundly for nearly ten hours on the big bed finally woke up after stretching her waist.When she turned her eyes around and found the man with closed eyes lying beside her, the girl frowned in surprise.
Is it already... a new day?
If I remember correctly, last night, Li Tingkun picked her up to go to Hot Pot City,
After that, what happened to them in Hot Pot City, and what she did after she came back, Ye Xiaoluo rubbed her head in pain, but couldn't remember anyway.
"Li Tingkun, are you still awake?"
Looking at the man beside him, even though he was asleep, Feng's eyebrows were still tense, and the girl's beautiful eyebrows also became tense in an instant.
Last night, she and Li Tingkun had a dispute in the hot pot city, otherwise, why is this man so serious?
"Forget it, I can't remember——"
For the Nth time, after failing to remember, Ye Xiaoluo, whose face was full of helplessness, smiled wryly, lifted the quilt, and walked to the bright French windows.
It rained heavily last night.
Heartily, it seemed as if the entire southern city had been washed clean.
The girl standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows stared blankly at the suddenly new scenery in her sight,
It took a while before I realized that there was such a heavy rain last night.
As for the rain, she still had no memory of it.
It can even be said that in memory, there is no such rain at all.
"If this continues, I won't even forget what my name is?" White and slender fingers gently stroked the window glass in front of me,
Lowering her head, lowering her eyelids slightly, the girl murmured to herself in an exceptionally low voice.
During this period of time, she had already noticed the fading memory.
From not being able to remember the position of the light switch in the room, to not being sure whether the staircase lights are turned off or not,
And now, I have completely lost the memory of the whole night...
Almost subconsciously, Ye Xiaoluo turned around directly, and turned her gaze towards the direction of the big bed, the man who still showed no sign of waking up.
It seemed that he was really asleep.
The white brocade quilt is casually covered on the body,
He didn't change into pajamas, but a crisp white shirt and a pair of well-tailored high-end suit pants vividly outlined the man's already tall figure.
The delicate and sculpted face, even in a slightly tense state, exudes an eye-catching brilliance as always.
This man, even when he is sleeping, has a powerful aura that is very important.
Like suddenly thought of something,
The girl who was originally staying in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows ran to the desk in the room with small steps, rummaged through the drawers, and found a thick notebook from inside.
Putting a black pen next to the notebook, the girl looked in the direction of the big bed again,
After taking a deep breath, he opened his notebook and sat down at the desk.
I haven't written for a long time.
Ye Xiaoluo looked at her slender black handwriting on the neat notebook, and felt a little strange.
It took more than ten minutes before I finally dared to confirm that I hadn't forgotten how to write the word 'Li Tingkun'.
"Madam, you..."
The servant on the first floor of the villa was very surprised to see that after washing up early in the morning, he picked up his bag and said that he was going to the ICU ward of the hospital to visit Mrs. Ye's girl.
Didn't Mrs. Ye escape from danger last night and was transferred out of the ICU ward... Ye Xiaoluo, she...
Without Li Tingkun's presence, no one dared to stop Ye Xiaoluo, and no one dared to remind a word loudly,
Looking at the girl who got into the car and went directly to the hospital, the servant aunt hurried to the second floor.
"Sir, madam she—"
"I know," the door of the room on the second floor was slightly open, and the servant aunt just poked her head inside when she met a pair of very calm light brown eyes.
Li Tingkun stood in front of the desk, buttoning the cuffs of his shirt slowly and calmly.
He heard the car starting downstairs and Ye Xiaoluo saying that he was going to the hospital.
Returning the last cuff to its original position, the man raised his eyes and fixed his gaze on the girl's carefully hidden notebook.
'January 2018, 1, sunny,'
'It rained heavily yesterday'
"Li Tingkun doesn't seem to be sleeping very well, his eyebrows have been stretched, I really want to rub him for him——"
So after waking up, sitting at the desk for so long, was he writing a diary?
The notebook made of high-grade logs has a low-key style in line with men.
Li Tingkun stood in front of the desk, looking at the crooked handwriting of the girl on the light white paper,
Unknowingly, the face that had been tense all night, quietly slowed down a lot.
His thin lips curled up, and he picked up the pen next to the desk, which seemed to still be warm from the girl's fingertips. Without hesitation, the man added a sentence at the bottom of this page of the diary.
———'Li Tingkun is my husband, and I will never forget it! ! '
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 200 Li Tingkun is my husband, I will never forget it! ! !
*
"Yawn!" When a ray of early morning sunlight lightly poured in through the window, the girl who had slept soundly for nearly ten hours on the big bed finally woke up after stretching her waist.When she turned her eyes around and found the man with closed eyes lying beside her, the girl frowned in surprise.
Is it already... a new day?
If I remember correctly, last night, Li Tingkun picked her up to go to Hot Pot City,
After that, what happened to them in Hot Pot City, and what she did after she came back, Ye Xiaoluo rubbed her head in pain, but couldn't remember anyway.
"Li Tingkun, are you still awake?"
Looking at the man beside him, even though he was asleep, Feng's eyebrows were still tense, and the girl's beautiful eyebrows also became tense in an instant.
Last night, she and Li Tingkun had a dispute in the hot pot city, otherwise, why is this man so serious?
"Forget it, I can't remember——"
For the Nth time, after failing to remember, Ye Xiaoluo, whose face was full of helplessness, smiled wryly, lifted the quilt, and walked to the bright French windows.
It rained heavily last night.
Heartily, it seemed as if the entire southern city had been washed clean.
The girl standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows stared blankly at the suddenly new scenery in her sight,
It took a while before I realized that there was such a heavy rain last night.
As for the rain, she still had no memory of it.
It can even be said that in memory, there is no such rain at all.
"If this continues, I won't even forget what my name is?" White and slender fingers gently stroked the window glass in front of me,
Lowering her head, lowering her eyelids slightly, the girl murmured to herself in an exceptionally low voice.
During this period of time, she had already noticed the fading memory.
From not being able to remember the position of the light switch in the room, to not being sure whether the staircase lights are turned off or not,
And now, I have completely lost the memory of the whole night...
Almost subconsciously, Ye Xiaoluo turned around directly, and turned her gaze towards the direction of the big bed, the man who still showed no sign of waking up.
It seemed that he was really asleep.
The white brocade quilt is casually covered on the body,
He didn't change into pajamas, but a crisp white shirt and a pair of well-tailored high-end suit pants vividly outlined the man's already tall figure.
The delicate and sculpted face, even in a slightly tense state, exudes an eye-catching brilliance as always.
This man, even when he is sleeping, has a powerful aura that is very important.
Like suddenly thought of something,
The girl who was originally staying in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows ran to the desk in the room with small steps, rummaged through the drawers, and found a thick notebook from inside.
Putting a black pen next to the notebook, the girl looked in the direction of the big bed again,
After taking a deep breath, he opened his notebook and sat down at the desk.
I haven't written for a long time.
Ye Xiaoluo looked at her slender black handwriting on the neat notebook, and felt a little strange.
It took more than ten minutes before I finally dared to confirm that I hadn't forgotten how to write the word 'Li Tingkun'.
"Madam, you..."
The servant on the first floor of the villa was very surprised to see that after washing up early in the morning, he picked up his bag and said that he was going to the ICU ward of the hospital to visit Mrs. Ye's girl.
Didn't Mrs. Ye escape from danger last night and was transferred out of the ICU ward... Ye Xiaoluo, she...
Without Li Tingkun's presence, no one dared to stop Ye Xiaoluo, and no one dared to remind a word loudly,
Looking at the girl who got into the car and went directly to the hospital, the servant aunt hurried to the second floor.
"Sir, madam she—"
"I know," the door of the room on the second floor was slightly open, and the servant aunt just poked her head inside when she met a pair of very calm light brown eyes.
Li Tingkun stood in front of the desk, buttoning the cuffs of his shirt slowly and calmly.
He heard the car starting downstairs and Ye Xiaoluo saying that he was going to the hospital.
Returning the last cuff to its original position, the man raised his eyes and fixed his gaze on the girl's carefully hidden notebook.
'January 2018, 1, sunny,'
'It rained heavily yesterday'
"Li Tingkun doesn't seem to be sleeping very well, his eyebrows have been stretched, I really want to rub him for him——"
So after waking up, sitting at the desk for so long, was he writing a diary?
The notebook made of high-grade logs has a low-key style in line with men.
Li Tingkun stood in front of the desk, looking at the crooked handwriting of the girl on the light white paper,
Unknowingly, the face that had been tense all night, quietly slowed down a lot.
His thin lips curled up, and he picked up the pen next to the desk, which seemed to still be warm from the girl's fingertips. Without hesitation, the man added a sentence at the bottom of this page of the diary.
———'Li Tingkun is my husband, and I will never forget it! ! '
(End of this chapter)