360-degree deep kiss, the president's sweet treat

124: Pale and fainted! "Who, who is it?" He closed his eyes tightly and began to think hard.

Who left the breath of male hormones by her side, and whose strong body locked her and surrounded her tightly.

Who, who exactly?

"Ah!" The memory was impacted, his head seemed to explode, pain came from his scalp, and Shui Mutong yelled unbearably.

"Tongtong, what's wrong with you?" Huo Nianchen shook her vigorously, looking at her pale face, his heart ached.

"Hot, so hot?" Shui Mutong didn't know what he was talking about, but he knew that he was very hot, being made very hot by that man, painful and hot.

"Tongtong, what's hot?"

"Man, there's a man, so hot..."

The small mouth muttered to himself, but he didn't know what he was talking about.

Looking at her, Huo Nianchen knew that she must have remembered something, but she didn't remember all of it, her memory was a bit messy, the current memory and the lost memory were intertwined, so she had a headache.

"Tongtong!" Huo Nianchen pinched her shoulder and yelled hard, trying to wake her up and stop being intoxicated by that memory.

Shui Mutong staggered, and looked at him blankly, "It's you, Nian Chen, it's you!"

Huo Nianchen looked at the way her seven souls frightened away the six souls, lowered his voice, and wiped the sweat from her forehead with his hand, "If you can't remember it, don't think about it!"

"Mom, what's wrong with you, are you feeling bad?" Guo Guo walked over, with a distressed expression on her face, and grabbed her hand until she got it, and her heart became calmer.

Shui Mutong leaned weakly on Huo Nianchen's body, moved his fingers in Guoguo's hand, and said softly, "Mom is fine, don't worry!"

"Do you want to take a rest?" Huo Nianchen hugged her, just now her whole body was sweating, as if she had experienced a nightmare.

"Nianchen, can you accompany me to look at that crystal lamp?" With weak fingers resting on his chest, he said angrily.

Huo Nianchen absolutely didn't want to take her to see that broken lamp. Every time she saw it, her chest felt swollen, and she was not quite right, let alone the current situation, what she needed at this time was to rest.

"Nianchen, maybe I can think of something!" Seeing the rejection in his eyes, she stretched out her hand and gently pulled his clothes, pleading.

"Tell me immediately if you feel uncomfortable!" Although it was a gentle warning, there was seriousness in the words.

"Yeah." She nodded, knowing that he was doing it for her own good, she put her arms around his neck and leaned gently on him.

"Bring fruit to eat!" Huo Nianchen glanced at Xiaoyu and ordered.

"Okay, sir!" Although Xiaoyu was concerned about his wife, he also knew that his husband should be with him at this time, so he nodded and took away the fruit.

The two of them moved to the previous gym, where the crystal chandelier lay there peacefully, like a Titanic that had been dusty for thousands of years, it just covered up the prosperity of a lifetime, and what they got in return was endless desolation and loneliness.

Scattered tassel pendants were lying on the floor, and Shui Mutong suddenly remembered a scene.

The crystal chandelier is hung on the ceiling, and the wind from the window sill blows gently, blowing over its tassel pendant, and then there are bursts of pleasant sounds.

"Nianchen, I'm sure this crystal lamp belongs to my family!" She turned around suddenly, looked at Huo Nianchen with bright eyes, and said seriously and affirmatively.

A different kind of light flashed from the corner of Huo Nianchen's eyes, and he reached out to hold her shoulder. He had never been to her house, so he didn't know about the light, "What do you remember?"

"No, I just think of a certain image, but I'm sure I played under this light, the light hit my face, I was wearing a white dress, my fat feet fell on the carpet, and I was awkward like a TV The picture in the picture, take a jerky dance step!"

Although Huo Nianchen hadn't seen that scene, he believed what she said was true, because she was indeed a little fat when she was a child, and because of his physical development, she looked bigger than him when she stood in front of him when she was a child.

Shui Mutong looked at the expression on his face, knew that he believed her, the corners of his mouth raised a smile, and stared at the lamp again.

Then, the huge lampshade exploded suddenly, faster than the fireworks on New Year's Eve, glass came from all directions, hit the ground, splashed countless glass shards, and scattered wantonly!

"what!"

There was another sudden pain in the head, as if the eyes were pierced by glass, and the consciousness gradually dissipated.

Huo Nianchen looked at her swaying body, stepped forward, put his arms around her waist, "Tongtong!"

And the woman in his arms has closed her eyes, her face pale.

"Damn it!" Huo Nianchen bent over and hugged her horizontally, he would really damn agree to let her see this broken lamp.

"Sir, what's the matter with Madam?" Xiao Yu watched him run out with Madam in his arms, with a nervous expression on his face, and hurried over.

"Call Dr. Zhang quickly!"

Huo Nianchen left a word, carried Shui Mutong and went upstairs to the bedroom.

"Mom!" Guo Guo put down the bowl and quickly ran up behind him.

On the big bed, Shui Mutong lay quietly on it, breathing weakly, like a princess who had been asleep for thousands of years.

Huo Nianchen stood there with a gloomy face, without any expression on his face, but his heart was already in pain, his fingers were tightly clenched, and the flesh in his heart was stirred up.

When Dr. Zhang came over, he looked at his heaving chest, and then at Shui Mutong on the bed, and instantly understood.

"How is it?" Huo Nianchen asked in a low voice as he watched him begin to check.

"It's nothing serious!" Doctor Zhang straightened up and looked at him.

"It's okay, I will pass out suddenly by myself, that's how you diagnose patients!"

Guanji is chaotic, this sentence is true, even if the most beloved person is only pricked by a needle, he will go to war, wishing to abolish all the needles in the world.

It's just that even if all the needles were abolished, the wound still fell on the beloved.