Where does the memoryless wife go?

Chapter 37 Who Helped Push Her High

In desperation, I actually expressed my truest thoughts in English, and suddenly felt much better.But looking at Long Xiaoteng's expression, could it be that he can't understand English?
Of course, it is impossible for Long Xiaoteng not to understand English. In fact, he could hear her very clearly. Although her thoughts made him very depressed, after all, she said it out, so she no longer had to dodge him. This is also a kind of progress.

But why did she say this long passage in English?It is easy to speak in other languages, but difficult to speak in your mother tongue?

Facing Long Xiaoteng's unfathomable expression at this time, Luo Yingshan secretly complained in her heart, it's too bad, you won't step on a landmine again, right?
"Uh" Am I supposed to say that?Thinking whether to ask this question, seeing the deep meaning in Long Xiaoteng's eyes, he couldn't open his mouth again.

"understood."

ah?Luo Yingshan had already planned to sleep under this tree, but she didn't expect to hear Long Xiaoteng's magnetic and sexy voice again.

"I see, I will respect you until you accept me."

Luo Yingshan's eyes widened in disbelief, so easy to talk?If I had known that I had told him when he kissed her for the first time, I could have avoided being taken advantage of in the next few times.

"Then, thank you." Luo Yingshan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, "Let's go back."

Since you want to respect, don't continue to maintain this ambiguous posture. See if he circled her again.

Desks, elevators, big trees, as long as they can surround her, he likes to surround her. It's too oppressive, and she doesn't like it at all.

"Tomorrow's art exhibition, don't make your hair stand up, let it hang down like this, it's very beautiful." After speaking, Long Xiaoteng let go of the hand holding her, and rubbed her docile short hair with his hand.

To be honest, he likes her short hair with personality like her, but he doesn't like her making herself like a T. He likes the casual look that is so individual without losing the charm of a woman.

"Art exhibition?" What art exhibition?
"Your work has been arranged half a year ago. I will accompany you, don't worry."

The two walked back side by side, no one realized how warm and harmonious the atmosphere was.The dim light shone on the cobblestone path, and a few stars had risen in the dark blue sky.

Luo Yingshan didn't know that she didn't actually resist Long Xiaoteng as much as she said, what she resisted was her own identity.

When I woke up, I had a younger brother, a husband, and lived in a big manor, with countless sweet-style designer clothes.There are also a lot of professional books. The most important thing is that she is actually a painter. She not only paints, but also restores those priceless famous paintings.

These are all too inexplicable to her, although she can't say that she has no feeling for all of them, at least she still feels very kind to that fat-faced boy.

Perhaps that kind of intimacy comes from blood, even though she doesn't know the little brother like Long Xiaoteng at all, she feels more familiar than Long Xiaoteng.

There is also this Tengyuan, she feels that she has lived here for a long time, but it seems to be different from her impression.Just now she thought that there should be a swing in that place.

She even felt that she used to swing there often, as high as she could, but who was behind the scenes to help her push her up?
She couldn't remember, was it Long Xiaoteng?Or younger brother?

(End of this chapter)