Chapter 284

Li Chujin didn't say it. She looked at Yao Yao who was afraid of strangers. She held her hand tightly. Now Chu Yihao didn't know what happened, did she?

If Chu Yihao knew about Jiang Huijun, he would be very sad

"Yihao, Yao Yao will be handed over to you. Yao Yao will live in our house these days. You should treat her well." Li Chujin takes Yao Yao's hand and walks to the little guy. He takes Yao Yao's hand from his hand and gives it to the little guy.

Chu Yihao looked at Yao Yao with disgust on his face, but he still held Yao Yao with his hand: "your face is dirty. Don't touch it when you come into my room later."

"And I'm going to take a shower later, and then play with me." It's both Chu and Hao.

Li Chujin looked at Chu Yihao chattering, but still holding Yao Yao's hand, carefully took her upstairs, Li Chujin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, just don't know what to do after the little girl.

In the evening, Li Chujin is still worried to open the quilt and get out of bed, but her back waist is immediately hugged by Chu muxun, looking at the man's red. Naked upper body, she is helpless: "I don't trust them, I want to have a look."

"Yihao will take care of her." Chu muxun said.

"How do you know?" Li Chujin looks at him suspiciously. In fact, Li Chujin is afraid of this man, because she nearly died in bed, and finally recovered. She doesn't want to let this man do it again.

"He's my son." For Chu Yihao's temperament, Chu muxun knew it very well.

Li Chujin broke off Chu muxun's hands and held her waist. She sighed helplessly: "you let me have a look, I'm really not at ease." She looked down at Chu muxun's hand and tightly hooped her.

Finally, under her hard and soft, the man let her go.

Li Chujin runs away. She takes a look at the time. It's very late. She doesn't knock on the door for fear of disturbing the two people inside. She opens the door and sees Chu Yihao covering a quilt for Yao Yao.

"Mommy, why don't you knock?" Chu Yihao blushed and looked at Li Chujin. He was so embarrassed that she saw him.

Li Chujin sees Chu Yihao's embarrassment, especially the blush on her little face. She walks over with a smile and looks at Yao Yao wearing Chu Yihao's short sleeve shorts, which are very loose, and her little face has been cleaned up.

Yao Yao is very beautiful.

"Are you covering her up?" Li Chujin put his head together and looked at the quilt in Chu Yihao's small hand.

She said that, Chu Yihao was more shy. He left the quilt in his hand and didn't go to see her: "you take her away quickly, don't let her occupy my bed."

Chu Yihao's words were obviously angry.

Li Chujin is not angry. She has a gentle smile on her lips. She looks at Yaoyao: "it's not good. Mommy said that you should take care of her. Now she comes to our house alone, so you have to be a little man and be responsible."

She stroked the little guy's head. The little guy reluctantly shook his head and Li Chujin's hand: "she is a crying ghost."

The little guy's sad mouth, he just said a few words to her, she began to cry. Although this little girl looks very beautiful after taking a bath, she has a bad temper.

Li Chujin was stunned: "did she cry?"

"Yes." Chu Yihao said.

Li Chujin sighed. Jiang Huijun and the man ran away and left her alone. It would be sad for anyone else: "so you should be more kind to Yao Yao and take good care of her, understand?"

"Mommy will take you out tomorrow, OK?" Li Chujin said to him.

"Good." The little guy replied dully.

Li Chujin stroked the head of the little guy, then turned and left.

She went back to the bedroom and saw that Chu muxun had not slept yet. She lifted the quilt, sat in and leaned on the head of the bed. The man grabbed her waist and legs and fished her into his arms.

"How's it going?" Chu muxun asked.

"Yao Yao's mood is not very stable. Tomorrow is the weekend. Do you have time? I want to take Yihao and Yaoyao to the zoo. What do you think? " Li Chujin thought that this might make Yao Yao happy and ease Yao Yao's mood.

"If you have time, let's go together." Chu muxun said.

"Good." Li Chujin smiles at him and leans his head on the man's arms. "Is it possible for you to recover from your amnesia?"

Chu muxun's mild face was dignified. He stretched out his hand to lift Li Chujin's chin and let her look up at him: "don't you like me now?"

He always has this kind of feeling, this kind of feeling is like Li Chujin is in love with another him, and he often eat his own vinegar, angry with himself before he lost his memory.

He also asked Lin about the recovery of his memory. Lin said that it may or may not be recovered for a lifetime.

Li Chujin looks at the man's face, which has been gradually chilly. The more she hesitates and doesn't speak, the colder the man's face is, but what she likes and loves is him before he lost his memory."Do you want to hear the truth or the lie?" Li Chujin said with a smile.

"What do you say?" Chu muxun has a gloomy face.

Li Chujin withdrew from his arms and looked at Chu muxun solemnly: "I love you in front of me, but I will slowly try to accept your character now."

Now Chu muxun is also for her sake, imprison her is also for her good.

She suddenly thought of something. She got out of bed without shoes, and began to search for something in the drawer of the wardrobe. When she opened the drawer and saw the things inside, her eyebrows bent.

Once she thought that she would not show this thing to him, but now it is different from the past. She put a book in front of Chu muxun: "this is the book you wrote before the operation. Have a look."

This book records their affairs, and Chu muxun wrote in it: can't forget, must not forget her.

It's as if Li Xun had a little bit of record in his heart when he looked at her.

He seems to be looking at another person's love story, because he can't remember at all.

The things recorded here are more shocking than those heard from silence, but he still can't remember

Li Chujin looks at Chu muxun, and his eyes are staring at the book. She knows that he doesn't remember

"Don't worry. Take your time. I'll wait for you to remember."

"What if I can't remember all my life?"