Why didn't she see her? Although she has been doing well these two days, as soon as she thinks about some things, her head will burst and pain, so she dare not think about other things anymore, and she can't remember the past.

Dongfang Ling narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I have combed it for you several times before, but you don't even remember it."

Yuan Xiaofan's eyes were circulating, his pink cheeks flushed, his breathing became a little rapid, and he apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

A smile appeared on Dongfang Ling's handsome face, and he straightened her small body and whispered: "Sit up obediently."

After saying that, he grabbed her soft black hair with one hand and slowly combed it with the other hand.

Yuan Xiaofan looked at him secretly through the bronze mirror, not understanding what was wrong with him? He was very uncomfortable with his gentleness.

There is only a little blurry image of the past. If you think deeper, you will feel a burst of pain in your mind. She can't bear the pain.

She only remembered him and her, trapped in Burong Xueshan, where she spent a thrilling day.

They met, accompanied, fell in love, and why they went to Wumengxue Mountain, she couldn't remember.

She looked at herself in the mirror and felt something was wrong. She seemed to be not her own appearance, and she felt extremely strange in her heart.

At this time, the two looked at each other in the bronze mirror speechlessly, just looking at each other gently, smiling at each other.

Dongfang Ling began to focus on combing her hair again.

Looking at his focused expression and fluent movements, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Yuan Xiaofan's lips.

At this moment, her heart was as soft as clouds in the sky, and her hair was the most important carrier of emotions for women, black hair, love thread?

A man tied his hair for a woman means that he paid great attention to and valued this woman.

The moment he combed her hair, her heart was moved and joy, but deep in her heart, more sourness appeared.

It was heartbroken that suddenly she remembered that love saying, wishing to be loyal to one person and never leave each other forever.

His hands, with clear joints, skillfully passed through her hair, and his fingers touched her hair that was as soft as her water, with a little coolness and a faint fragrance lingering in his breath.

With his long hair tied up in his hand, he tied her a simple and beautiful hair style for her. Then, he picked up a white hairpin he often used from the jewelry box on the dressing table to put it on her hairpin.

Yuan Xiaofan looked at himself in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Well, you have indeed combed it many times with such a skillful technique."

He put his hands on her shoulders, and the light in his eyes was flowing, and a strong love flowed in it. When he heard her words, a wicked smile appeared inadvertently on the corner of his lips.

When Dongfang Ling thought about her now, she was completely controlled by drugs. When she remembered one day, would they still have such a warm moment?

Yuan Xiaofan also noticed that Dongfang Ling's expression changed, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Dongfang Ling lowered the sadness in his eyes, reached out and gently stroked her cheek, and his voice became even gentler, "It's nothing, be hungry, I'll ask the people to have breakfast right away."

Yuan Xiaofan nodded gentlely, "Yes."
Chapter completed!