Chapter 1167 Them

He took back his hand and let her out.

Tang Huai walked past him, leaving him with a faint fragrance.

His breath was filled with her scent.

Jing Xuan turned sideways, frowned slightly, and looked at her back complicatedly...

Tang Huai didn't wash her hair, so she just took a shower, which took about ten minutes.

When she came back from the bathroom, Jing Xuan was still there.

This guy was sitting leisurely, leaning against the dressing chair.

Those slender legs were crossed and resting on the bed.

Tang Huai raised his eyebrows and asked, "You sleep here?"

She wanted to sleep here, not the bedroom where she had slept with him.

That bedroom smelled of him, and the pillows smelled of him. She was afraid that she would lose sleep while lying on the bed.

Tang Huai was physically and mentally tired for so many days and wanted to have a good rest.

This man, after all, has no memory. He sleeps wherever he sleeps. Why does he stay in this room and not leave?

Jingxuan shook his legs, looking really careless and in need of a beating: "We are husband and wife, I will sleep wherever you sleep."

Tang Huai was a little annoyed: "Why are you trying to embarrass me like this?"

Jingxuan looked at her with stern eyes: "Why did I embarrass you?"

"Don't you just want to sleep with me?" Tang Huai smiled bitterly. She lay directly on the bed with an extremely indifferent expression: "Come on."

Jing Xuan retracted his legs and sat up straight, his face darkened slightly, and his delicate face was covered with a layer of coldness.

He looked at Tang Huai who looked "risky" and "desperate": "I just want to lie on the same bed with you, is that okay?"

Tang Huai closed his eyes: "Okay."

Her face was cold and devoid of any expectation.

Jingxuan could tell that she was rejecting him, but she couldn't resist him.

It's as if he is an animal...

This feeling made Jingxuan very unhappy.

Jingxuan sat there, with a mist-like light brewing in his eyes.

It’s so deep that one can’t tell what he’s thinking——

His eyes were just like this, quietly locked on her face.

She didn't open her eyes, and he didn't make a sound.

Time goes by like this, minute by minute.

After an unknown amount of time, Jingxuan stood up.

He didn't know if she was asleep. Before leaving, he covered himself, pulled the thin quilt over and covered her -

Back in the bedroom, Jingxuan walked to the closet and looked at the men's clothes inside.

There is a wooden storage box, which is very delicate and placed in the closet.

There were her and his intimate clothes in the wooden storage box. Jingxuan pulled the storage box out, looked at it, and then pushed it in.

The clothes they usually wear are neatly folded, and there is his smell and her smell in the clothes.

Before he came in, he also noticed the situation in the living room.

In the shoe cabinet, there are shoes he wears and shoes she wears.

There are photo frames in the TV cabinet and the wine cabinet.

In the photo frame, there is him and she.

Sometimes she clings tightly to his arms, smiling happily and sweetly.

Some were taken of him holding Zihan and her holding Yuanyuan. There was also a photo of them holding Yijun when he was one year old.

In the bedroom, a picture frame with gold edges hangs above the bed.

It’s a real gold photo frame!

Here he is, wearing a well-fitting military uniform, looking majestically into the camera.

And she was wearing a white wedding dress, holding roses in her hands, and presented them to him diligently.

Jingxuan walked to the bed and looked at the photo.

He was facing the camera, while she looked at him infatuatedly and gave him flowers, her face facing the camera from the side.

But he could see full of love in her eyes.

Although he pressed his sexy thin lips tightly, he lightly pressed the belt around his waist with one hand.

His expression looked majestic and cold, but his deep, dark eyes and brows were smiling.

Jing Xuan looked at the woman in the photo, with red lips and white teeth, a bright and sweet smile, as beautiful as a flower.

Her smile is very contagious, and the white tube top wedding dress looks more beautiful than a fairy when she wears it.

Jingxuan looked at her and thought about it, was this taken when they got married?

But he had no impression of their marriage at all.

And the smell of her body, he thought it smelled good, but it felt strange-

There is also a photo frame on the bedside table.

It's the same photo costume hanging above the wall above the bed.

But this one was taken with him holding her waist, their bodies tightly touching each other, and him kissing her forehead.

The little hand facing the camera gently pressed against his chest, and the other hand gently hooked his neck——

They are all profile faces, but their faces are filled with happiness and love.

Jingxuan could easily tell from the photo that the way he looked at her was full of doting. The way she looked at him was full of love.

Jingxuan reached out and picked up the photo, his eyes turning on their faces.

As he watched, he raised his lips and smiled softly. He was infected by their love.

After admiring this photo for a long time, Jingxuan sat down on the bed.

He opened the drawer of the bedside table and found two notebooks lying inside.

He casually picked up the book above and opened it to read. The strong and flamboyant fonts showed his personality.

He looked at the content, which was the diary he had written.

Each diary entry simply records:

This life is very satisfying, with Tang Huai by his side.

One article also wrote that this life is very happy, and it makes up for all the regrets of the previous generation.

Jing Xuan was a little stunned when he saw this diary entry.

He raised his eyes, his thoughts wandering a bit...

He remembered that in the hospital, she improved, and what happened in their previous life.

He was mean to her and told her that she was talking nonsense. At that time, a trace of loss and sourness flashed across her eyes——

Jing Xuan frowned. Is it true, as she said, that they have memories from the previous life?

Now Jingxuan feels that this kind of thing is too ridiculous and unscientific!

She closed the diary and picked up another one.

This book is densely packed with elegant characters.

It's also a diary, but her diary, unlike his, only records her things.

Her diary records some important events.

Recently, I have been jotting down some of her experiences in performing surgeries on patients.

Jingxuan looked at her diary very carefully and got to know her from the diary...

After reading the journal, put it back in its place.

Their diaries can be read by each other, which shows that they are honest with each other and have nothing to hide.

Opening the other drawers, there were either his things or her things inside.

It can be seen from this room that this is their happy space.

When Tang Li, Gu Jiajia and the others were looking for Tang Huai, they all gathered on the first floor.

Here, everywhere is full of their flavor.

Jingxuan was lying on the bed, and the pillow was very fragrant, filled with her scent.

That night, he smelled the air with her scent and fell asleep...

He kept his eyes open until dawn, and the fish belly white lighted up outside the window, and he heard a slight movement outside.

He sat up like a carp, got out of bed, and left the bedroom.

As soon as the bedroom door opened, Tang Huai came out of the bathroom.

He asked: "Get up so early?"