Chapter 949 (2/2)

Standing at the door of the bathroom, she was stunned for a while. Instead of pushing directly in, she stood at the door and handed in the towel.

At the other end, Ji Mohan took the bath towel.

She went back to her bedroom and kept waiting.

She didn't know what she was waiting for or expecting? Or just stay here according to the old lady's wishes

Slightly hesitant moment, the man has come out.

He walked steadily into the bedroom.

Orange light, appears in the bedroom some ambiguous.

The slender figure of the man appeared in her sight, the man did not wear pajamas, revealing strong and sexy eight abdominal muscles, strong narrow waist wrapped in a bath towel, below are straight slender legs.

The man's short hair is still wet, and the water drops on the top of his hair drop down his handsome eyebrows.

When she looked at him, his cold black eyes also looked at her.

It seems that her arrival surprised him.

He glanced at her.

”During the day, I didn't mean to talk to you. That's what the old lady meant. Don't think I'll have another meaning after I've said two words to you. ”

Ji Mohan's attitude is very cold.

Qin Shuying quickly stood up, ”yes, I didn't misunderstand you. I was also asked to come in by the old lady

Ji Mohan is silent.

He turned to the other side of the bedroom and went into the dressing room. A moment later, he changed his robe and came out.

Seeing that Qin Shuying is still here, he is not happy.

”Why haven't you gone yet?”

”Well, i... the old lady is guarding at the door.”

Qin Shuying explained.

Ji Mohan doesn't speak any more. He sits on the sofa, takes out his laptop, turns it on and starts surfing the Internet.

He stopped driving her out.

She sat on the bed and looked at him.

”This room is our previous wedding room...”

She spoke casually.

Ji Mohan left her a handsome and indifferent side face, for a long time, he just slightly stopped and said, ”I don't remember.”

”Well, forget the past, can start again, how good... Just hope that one day in the future, when your memory recovers, don't regret it.”

Qin Shuying took a deep breath and his voice trembled slightly.

Ji Mohan closed the computer screen and looked at her, ”why should I regret it?”

”Nothing. Maybe you'll never get it back. Anyway, it's your choice... ”

Qin Shuying is incoherent.

Without Shi Nianchun here, she feels closer to Ji Mohan.

Two people are sitting in the same room, and there is no atmosphere of bowing and pulling crossbows between them.

They looked at each other for a while.

Ji Mohan is about to open his mouth when his mobile phone rings. He gets up, walks to the bedside table, picks up his mobile phone, and then answers it.

He pressed the hands-free button, and immediately there was a whimper from his mobile phone.

”Husband, I'm in pain. Please help me.”

”Where are you?”

”I'm near the door. My foot is injured. I can't walk any more. Come on.”

”Well, just wait for me where you are. Don't move.”

Ji Mohan hangs up, takes his coat and goes out in a hurry.