Wuming also learned Baoer's movements and nodded.

"Okay, I'm leaving, don't make mommy angry often." Baoer's tone felt a bit criticized and educated.

Wuming wanted to refute something, but seeing her serious look, cute and serious, he had forgotten what he was going to say in his heart.

He hugged her tightly and gently put her down.

Looking at her leaving behind and the laughing doll tightly held in her palm, she felt so reluctant to leave her, only she knew.

Mu Chu walked over and gently picked her up: "Let's go, I'm really late."

I have to separate from this girl again. When will I meet? No one knows the exact day.

When the tide of longing comes up wildly, although you can chat via phone or online video, you can't hold it, and it feels less real.

Now I can hold her for a while. I really hope to hold her tightly and rub this little girl into her bloodline with force, and never be separated.

We gathered together in a short time, and we were about to leave in a blink of an eye.

No one is willing to let it go, no one feels uncomfortable, but such separation is necessary, I just hope it is short-lived.

Everyone sent them out of the door. After Baoer said goodbye to everyone through the car window, the car drove away slowly.

"Bao, Baoer, do you think Dad is handsome when he smiles, or is your hero Dad handsome when he smiles?"

Mu Chu, who had been holding Baoer, finally raised this question that had been lingering in his mind.

"Forehead……"

No one knew what the answer was, because after thinking for a while, Baoer fell asleep.

Ye Che, who was sitting in the passenger seat, could only hold his palm tightly, and even though his fingertips were about to fall into the flesh, he would not dare to laugh.

Everyone knows that the men in this family are all stingy except themselves.

I really don’t know what consequences will be if I laugh. It’s hard to imagine.

Maybe only Baoer dares to speak unscrupulously in front of them, but it seems that she speaks very tactfully, "better than anyone outside." Haha, she is really good at speaking.

This girl was thinking about what to clean up and what to explain very late last night. She got up early this morning and is really tired now.

Mu Chu lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, stopping talking.

...

No matter what, Diyuanmao rashly had an outsider, so many things were no longer so convenient to do.

Fortunately, Nangong Shu is a tactful person. Jiang Nan said that she can follow her except when she is having a meal, but not at other times.

He was not used to having someone around him. No matter whether he had something to do or not, even if he just sat quietly under the pavilion, he didn't want anyone to disturb him.

Didn’t Nangong Shu know about his character long ago?

So except for eating, she dared to sit beside him, or, while he was watching TV in the hall, she also sat quietly on the sofa that left him a seat. At other times, she didn't dare to follow him, for fear of making him hate him.

This afternoon, everyone was still treating the scars under the pavilion for Qiqi and Ming.

In fact, during this period, the scars on Mingke's body have almost disappeared.

Only a little red mark left on the originally deep scars, and the skin in other places became tender and tender, even better than before the injury.

This is also something that Bei Mingye has always felt relieved.

Since they moved in, Coco not only has his scars healed, but his mood has also improved.

It’s no longer like before, looking at the things in Beiminglian City for a whole morning.

Although there were a lot of more things that made her trouble during this period, overall, it was not a bad thing.

But she was really too soft-hearted and decided to let Nangong Shu stay. Until now, he could not tell whether it was a good or a bad thing.

Because so far, he hasn't found out who those who arrested her and Jiangnan were.

With such a short time difference, will the quit being kidnapped have something to do with these people?

These people are so mysterious that they don’t leave any clues, which is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

But can a weak woman like Nangong Shu escape from them? Is it really that simple?

Non-traumatic amnesia, only remembering Jiangnan alone?

Bei Mingye has always grasped Nangong Shu's affairs clearly.

It’s not because she has anything to do with him, but because he always feels that this matter is not that simple.

Is Nangong Shu’s amnesia true or false? If it is false, what is your purpose of approaching Jiangnan?

Chu Xuanchi also had the same suspicion, but he couldn't say anything in front of Qiqi. In the face of no definite evidence, he didn't want her to worry.

The two men looked at the person who was preparing for treatment under the pavilion on the balcony on the third floor, and then looked at the woman standing in the distance quietly watching the other side, leaving with thoughts.

"Yi Tang, keep watching. Without my orders, you can't be careless at any time."

"Yes, sir."

Nangong Shu was just looking at the people over there under the tree far away, not daring to get close to him, but it seemed that he was just looking from a distance and was in a happy mood.

A comfortable smile is revealed from time to time, which makes people feel very pure and clear, without any fraud.

I hope she has really lost her memory, and I hope she has no purpose for coming back this time. If she really has problems, then she must be a very powerful woman.

No one could see through, and no one knew what she really thought now.

Yi Tang only knew that what his husband said was never groundless, so he would execute it unconditionally.

Under the pavilion, Jiangnan was fiddling casually in front of Tianya.

But not only those who listen, but also those who play, they feel very comfortable.

The meridians in the whole body relaxed, and every time they were like blood was changed, the body was reborn.

Jiangnan slowly entered a good state. He had already remembered Tianya, and felt that every time he contacted Tianya, his memory would increase a little and his internal strength would increase a little.

"Dong, dun..."

I really hope that one day, he can think of everything with his own strength.

...

The next day, Wuming's cell phone rang early in the morning.

He picked up his cell phone and looked at it, frowned, and then looked at Qiqi's unopened door. He reluctantly answered the phone.

Nangong Ya hasn't called this number for a long time. Although she wants to call it every day, she doesn't dare, really doesn't dare.

Yesterday I kept thinking about my sister, and I looked at this number one night, tossed and turned, and almost never slept all night.

I woke up early this morning and my phone was still in my hand.
Chapter completed!