Wang Wang's face-slapping routine

Chapter 181 Touching the head to kill something...

"Thank you." She looked at Keigo Atobe and said softly.

His voice was not as crisp and bright as before, but a little hoarse.

Atobe Keigo's mood was very complicated, and he didn't know what was going on, but he actually had the urge to pull her into his arms again and hug her tightly.

But he still didn't do that after all, his thin lips moved slightly: "You just...what happened?"

Only then did he realize that Keigo Atobe saw his fragile side, Chuyan Atobe turned his head away a little uncomfortable: "I had a nightmare."

The voice just fell, and there was an extra force on the head.

Gently rubbing Atobe Hatsune's furry little head, Keigo Atobe, who didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his actions, breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought something was wrong, but luckily it was just a nightmare.

Withdrawing his hand calmly, he comforted: "It's okay, go change your clothes and wash up, and go down to have breakfast later."

The soft and smooth touch still remained on the fingertips, and Keigo Atobe couldn't help rubbing his fingertips secretly.

It seems, it seems, probably, quite comfortable.

want to touch again...

Atobe Chuyan was a little overwhelmed by his actions, nodded his head in a panic, then turned and entered the room.

As soon as the door closed, she leaned against the back of the door, her heart beating wildly.

Touch the head to kill or something...

Foul!
At around 9:[-], the two came to the consulting room together.

The first time I saw Takagi Shoichi, Atobe Keigo couldn't help but glance at Atobe Hatsune.

Why are all the men around her so handsome?

Shoichi Takagi took a quick look at Keigo Atobe, and then took the initiative to greet him: "Master Atobe, hello, I am Shoichi Takagi, Miss Atobe's psychiatrist."

Seeing that he knew himself, Keigo Atobe was not surprised: "Hello."

The two are not familiar with each other, so there is nothing else to say.

Ever since, after the greeting, the treatment officially began.

When Keigo Atobe went out, Shoichi Takagi was about to make fun of Hatsune Atobe, but he heard Hatsune Atobe speak first: "Doctor Takagi, I had a dream last night..."

Ever since Shoichi Takagi's treatment took effect and her sleep gradually improved, Hatsune Atobe has been having the same dream.

She didn't remember exactly what was in the dream.

But this morning, she still vaguely remembers some.

"The female voice claimed to be my mother, but the voice of my deceased mother was completely different."

Gao Muxiang frowned suddenly: "You mean, you think you have another mother?"

"No." Atobe Chuyan shook his head slightly, and the slender eyelashes that cast shadows on the eye sockets trembled twice, "I always knew that I had two mothers."

"What??" Gao Muxiang straightened up in disbelief for a moment.

Why didn't I hear Lord Jiulan say this?
Atobe Chuyan pursed his lips, and there was a little pain in his glazed eyes.

Before he could say anything more, the back of his neck suddenly hurt, and he fell backwards.

A pair of powerful hands quickly supported her, and slowly put her back on the reclining chair.

Gao Muxiang looked at the person coming, and bowed his head respectfully: "Master Jiulan."

Jiu Lanshu didn't say a word, his face was not very good-looking, and his white and cold index finger caressed Atobu Chuyan's small face.

Unexpectedly, what he was worried about happened.

But why so fast?
Could it be... because of his blood?
Suddenly, his bony fingertips trembled slightly.

(End of this chapter)