My Husband, Warm The Bed

Jian Ran had to admit that Qin Yue, the man's method of making a girl, was really not so powerful.

He opened his mouth and said a word casually, and it made her blush and heartbeat for a long time.

She hurriedly lowered her head to eat breakfast seriously, pretending that she didn't ask anything just now, pretending that she didn't hear anything.

But Qin Yue didn't want to just give up so easily, and continued: "I pursue you and have nothing to do with anyone else. I just want to pursue you purely."

Jian Ran: "..."

This man--

Always so direct, always so sudden, leaving her helpless.

"Dad likes Ranran and Da Ranran." Xiao Ranran also helped Dad speak in time.

Don't think that children don't understand anything, you can understand it in your heart, just by looking at his father's expression, Xiao Ranran will know that his father is very happy. Dad is happy, she is also very happy.

Jian Ran: "..."

Not only was the man Qin Yue unable to parry her, but the little baby in his family made her unable to parry.

Xiao Ranran said again: "Ranran wants to be a mother."

It didn't sound like Xiao Ranran would say it at such an age. The eyes that Jian Ran looked at Qin Yue were a little dissatisfied. Emotional matters are an adult's business, so how can he use children.

"My aunt said that my mother flew back from the sky, but there is a mother." Xiao Ranran had already forgotten that when my aunt told her, she told her not to say that my aunt taught her.

Listening to Xiao Ranran's words, Jian Ran felt sour again. She couldn't bear to refuse the child at all, but she couldn't help but refuse.

Xiao Ranran will always grow up, and she will understand later that no one, no matter how much she looks like her mother, can't replace her biological mother.

...

Jian Ran temporarily stayed in Nuoyuan for a simple reason. He dedicated himself to designing a family of three dresses for Qin Yue.

Qin Yue went to work, Xiao Ranran went to kindergarten, and Qin Xiaobao didn't come back either. In the huge Nuo Garden, she was the only one except the servants, and there was no one to talk to.

There is a studio by the garden on the east side of Nuo Garden. The studio is a transparent glass house. The painting tools in the studio are complete. It can be seen that Qin Yue specially prepared it.

It was the first time that Jian Ran came to Qin's house and entered the master bedroom. The room also had an easel. Thinking about it this way, she understood that these things must have been prepared by Qin Yue for his wife.

The names are the same and the looks are similar. Now even the hobby of painting is the same, plus the pictures that pop up in Jian Ran’s mind these days, the memories she lost, and the scar on her abdomen——

No matter from which point of view, this is definitely not a coincidence, is she the "Jian Ran" Qin Yue thought he had passed away?

Thinking of this, Jian Ran suddenly felt a little difficulty breathing, and her fists were clenched into fists.

She told herself that she could no longer shrink into her shell as she used to pretend that nothing happened.

She must find a way to retrieve her own memory, even if the past memory is not good, but that is also part of her past, and she can be considered a complete person if she finds it back.

But how should she find it?

At least she has to find some clues.

Who can give her clues?

Jian Ran closed her eyes and thought about it seriously. Her father is the one who knows her past best, but his father is unwilling to mention the past, so the clue of his father must be cut off.

Then she can only think about others, Qin Yue can't, Xiao Ranran can't, Qin Xiaobao can't, after thinking about it, Jian Ran thought of Ling Feiyu.

Although she didn't get along for a long time, Jian Ran could also feel the deep friendship between Ling Feiyu and the "Jian Ran".

Maybe Ling Feiyu was the best way to help her find her past memories.

Jian Ran tried to remember what Ling Feiyu had said to her. She said they were good friends and came to Jiangbei from Kyoto together.

They came to Jiangbei from Kyoto together, and their father said that there is something to be done in Kyoto. Is this matter related to her past?

At this time of the day, Jian Ran didn't do anything serious, and was full of thoughts about his past.

Qin Yue didn't go out to work at the company, but was working with a group of experts to find ways to relieve Jian Ran's pain when she quit morphine.

After that, he and Xiao Qinghe met with several internationally famous psychologists, hoping to think of ways to help Jian Ran recover his memory.

After all this was done, it was not too early. He didn't go anywhere and went straight home because there was Jane at home waiting for him.

Hearing from the servant that Jian Ran was in the studio, Qin Yue came here to look for her the first time.

A short distance away, he saw Jian Ran sitting quietly in the studio in a daze. He didn't know what was thinking?

He didn't go in to disturb her, but stood at the door and looked at her quietly. After returning home from work every day, he was already content to look at her like this.

It may be that his eyes were too hot, and Jian Ran found out. She turned her head and smiled softly at him: "You are back."

"Well, I'm back." What a simple and bland conversation, but Qin Yue had extravagant expectations for three years.

He used to leave work later than her. When he got home, she would say-you are back.

Just as Qin Yue wanted to say something, the servants at home hurried over: "Master, the young lady has been crying. I can't persuade you anyhow. Please come and have a look."

"What's wrong with Xiao Ranran?" It was not Qin Yue who asked, but Jian Ran. She looked more anxious than Qin Yue.

Qin Yue grabbed her hand: "Don't worry, let's go over and take a look."

"Yeah." Jian Ran nodded, and Qin Yue led her away.

Before they walked back to the living room of the main building, Xiao Ranran's cries had reached their ears. Qin Yue subconsciously squeezed Jian Ran's hand: "It's common for children to cry. Don't worry too much."

"How could it not..." Aware that her reaction was too great, Jian Ran swallowed the rest of the words again, trying to calm herself down.

"Wow..." Xiao Ranran was sitting on the sofa and crying loudly. No one was allowed to come close. Sister A Ling who took care of her couldn't, and neither could the brother Lie she liked.

She might have been crying for a long time, and her eyes were swollen like two peaches, as if she had suffered a great grievance.

Jian Ran threw off Qin Yue's hand and rushed forward, trying to hold Xiao Ranran into his arms, but Xiao Ranran struggled hard: "Don't want my sister, but I don't want my sister."

She was crying and wiping tears, crying heartbreakingly, crying heartbreakingly, that poor little appearance looked like the whole world was bullying her.

"Xiao Ranran..." Jian Ran's heart broke when she saw Xiao Ranran cry so much, but because Xiao Ranran resisted her, she didn't know what to do.