President, please spoil me!

As soon as her eyes lit up, she smiled happily again.

Huo Sicheng's face was ordinary, hidden in the semi-dark light in the dark blue night.

The corners of Xing Hua's lips curled up in a small arc, and she took two steps to hold the man's hand.

Soft and boneless, it seemed that the little hand with a little coolness got into the man's big palm.

He held her almost subconsciously, but after a few seconds, he quickly let go of his grip, but he didn't break free, just hanging in a relaxed and natural state.

She tilted her head and leaned on the man's arm.

In autumn, the days get shorter and the nights fall faster.

There are beautiful lights everywhere in the villa, and the light makes the figures of the two people very long, very long.

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When Xing Hua took the medicine bottle to eat again at night, he remembered what was wrong last night.

She didn't have much dreams at first, but after taking this medicine, her symptoms became more serious. Not only was it difficult to fall asleep, but her nightmares were almost turning into nightmares.

This medicine... Is there a problem?

Or... Is the medicine three-point poisonous, with side effects?

However, her elder brother took her to see the doctor, and her elder brother gave her the medicine himself. Since this elder brother was someone she should have trusted before losing her memory, and her husband did not object to her being with him, so he should not Will it hurt her?

Well, let her eat and see.

Xing Hua still held the water glass and swallowed the medicine in his palm.

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When it was past ten o'clock and it was almost eleven o'clock, she hugged the quilt and touched it again familiarly.

The lights have been turned off, but the man on the double bed is still lying quietly, as if he is asleep, or really asleep.

But she had to suspect... He suddenly moved his bedtime earlier these two days because he was accommodating her, otherwise, she would have to go to bed an hour or two later than usual.

The moonlight is much lighter tonight.

Xing Hua didn't lie down on the carpet this time, she hugged the big quilt, lay on the edge of the bed, and softly said in the direction of the man in the dark, "Husband."

It was so quiet that there was only the sound of breathing.

"Honey, the temperature seems to be cooling down again tonight. I don't want to sleep on the floor... Can I come up and sleep?"

No one responded.

"Well... If you don't object, then I will take it as your consent."

Still only she was talking to herself.

"I'm coming up."

After waiting for a while, Xing Hao really climbed onto the bed lightly, occupying the...most corner of the huge double bed.

The person who fell asleep didn't seem to notice that there was another person on his bed.

But Xing Hao finally didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and really only slept on the side, and didn't share the same quilt with him, but wrapped in the soft quilt she brought over.

call...

After sleeping on the floor for a few days, I realized how comfortable sleeping on the bed is.

But... His attitude has become so big recently, does he really think she has depression?

Shu Qing waited for him to pester him, but he ignored her.

Sure enough, he didn't show such indifference and disgust for her existence.

She was happy in her heart, and it felt so good to be cared about.

But then she felt guilty again—her depression was fake.

In the dark, she thought again, if only she really had depression.

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Xing Hua is not as restless as last night, but her nerves are a little hyperactive. After falling asleep in a wild dream, she still can't enter a deep sleep, as if she is already asleep or even dreaming, but she seems to be in a light sleep and can even sense the things around her. Any bells and whistles.

She still has nightmares.

The medicine that Xing Shen asked Dr. Lin to take will affect her nerves to a certain extent. After taking it for a long time, she will turn from hyperactivity to weakness. Of course, taking it for a few days will only affect her mood and sleep, and will not cause any substantive symptoms. s damage.

The thoughts and worries during the day, especially the fear hidden in the heart, will unconsciously amplify these emotions after falling asleep at night, and it is easy to have nightmares.

However, this time she finally didn't dream of the suffocating water all over the world and the woman who cursed her to die.

Huo Sicheng was woken up by the woman beside him who kept calling her husband with high and low voices.

"husband……"

This woman shines brightly when given a little sunshine, and she rubs against her every inch.

Of course he knew that she had crawled into his bed instead of touching his room to sleep.

Thinking of what happened last night, he frowned, turned on the bedside lamp with his long arm, got up and bowed his head, and turned the woman's face.

"Si Cheng, Si Cheng..." She closed her eyes and murmured over and over again, "Si Cheng."

Huo Sicheng was startled, and even his pupils shrank.

It's been a long time since he heard her call that.

Xing Hua called him by his first name, except for occasional jokes, he never called her husband.

Xing Xiaoyu always called her husband, but never called him by his name.

"sorry Sorry……"

Her tears wet her eyelashes again, and her emotions were not as intense as last night. Compared with the suffocation of fear, it was more like sadness and anxiety.

"husband……"

New tears came out again, and she said in a vaguely crying voice, "I'm sorry...don't want me..."

Under the soft light of the bedside lamp, her face was flooded with tears.

Huo Sicheng's pupils shrank violently, and his perfectly lined jawline tightened. He reached out and pinched her jaw, and said coldly, "I'm sorry? What are you sorry for, huh?"

Of course she couldn't hear it.

The wind outside the window was blowing, and something was blowing.

She was confused and called softly again, "Si Cheng..."

The man's pupils reflected this face, and his breathing became more and more rapid. When he heard these two words again, he couldn't hold back after all, bowed his head and kissed it fiercely.

With the ruthlessness in the hatred, there was also an indescribable lingering meaning.

The man in reality was plundering her, and Xing Hua was pulled back.

When she realized that a man was kissing her, she first realized who the man was kissing her.

Different from the suffocating despair of fear, what filled her heart at this time was a long dull pain after a sharp colic gradually subsided, numbly wrapping around her whole heart.

His breath seemed to repel this feeling.

She longed like drinking poison to quench her thirst, wrapped her arms around his neck completely according to instinct, and kissed him back without reservation.

This kiss lasted until her whole body was limp and unable to support her any longer, and then he ended the long entanglement of lips and tongue. When he kissed the corner of her mouth, he tasted the undried saltiness.

Following this taste again, he kissed away the tears on her face one by one with his lips and tongue.

Night is really more dangerous than any day.

After he patted her face all over again, the two of them who seemed to have shot each other in the dark night also regained consciousness.

Her jaw hurt again, she opened her eyes to look at the handsome face above her, and heard his tense and hoarse voice, "You keep saying sorry, tell me, what are you sorry for?"