Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Chu Jiang stood up, he sighed, and returned to his room. If it wasn't for him, but his wife, who had just woke up, lived with his son and could see his little granddaughter every day.

After changing the shoes, Chu Li has stepped out, but has not returned.

The so-called identity requires you to pay an equal price.

Such as Chu Xiang, if you have the Chu family, you will know that in your life, you can enjoy glory and wealth, but you will not have the parents who love you and hurt yours. But Chu Xiang obviously loves the Chu family more. So, she was destined to lose her parents and no ethics.

Everyone goes the way they choose.

The bitter gourd planted was also tasted by himself, just like him, but God was still kind to him and gave him a daughter connected to his bloodline.

He opened the door, and his clothes brought the cold air outside. At this moment, a little guy ran over, Bai Nen's little feet were still stepping on the ground, and one hand was still holding his doll.

She tossed the doll, then stretched out two small hands to let her father hold.

Chu Li picked up her daughter and squeezed her small face. "Why don't you sleep?"

"Xiao Yudian waited for Dad to come back," Xiao Yudian was happy to hold his father's neck with two little hands, and then kissed his father's face hard. At this time, Chu Lu really felt that in this life, he had this child. It's really enough. Making more money and having more success is not as good as such a caring and sensible little daughter.

Chu Lu hugged her daughter and walked over, picked up the doll, and then placed the doll in her daughter's arms. The raindrops clasped the doll tightly, and leaned her little face on his father's shoulder. Out of the necklace hanging around his neck.

"father."

"Yep……"

"I miss my mother," Xiao Yutiao flattened his mouth and missed his mother.

"Daddy misses his mother too," Chu Lu hugged her daughter more tightly, and only then, at such a quiet night, when no one knew, he would expose the wounds in his heart to the air. Then, it was painful time and time again, **** time after time.

Inside the hospital, Chu Li held her daughter for a checkup. He just came in but met an acquaintance.

He stopped, and the child in his arms opened his eyes in **** and white, staring at the person who came in front of them, and finally nodded his head.

Chu Li lowered her head and placed her hand on her daughter's small face. Xiaoyu held Daddy's finger and twisted her face to see that uncle had gone very far.

Chu Lu hugged her daughter and walked forward.

Gao Yi's body was a little stiff at this moment. It wasn't until the father and daughter went away that he turned around, but it seemed like he was being pumped out of strength. He leaned his back against the cold side. Above the wall, he raised his hand again and clenched his fist, but his fingers didn't listen to his command, so he held it tightly and stiffened.

"I'm sorry ..." He covered his face, and the apologies almost broke his whole heart, but he couldn't, he still couldn't.

At this moment a hand rested on his shoulder, and he froze, and his body followed again.

"Gao Yi, what's wrong with you, are you sick?"

Lu Xiaohua rubbed her left arm. She came over to remove the bandage on her arm. After checking that nothing was wrong, she just came out and saw Gao Yi standing here as if it were a piece of wood. He It seemed to be tangled, it seemed to be regret, or did he do something.

When Gao Yi saw her, he secretly sighed.

"How's it going?" He turned around and put his fingers on Lu Xiaohua's shoulder, then squeezed it gently, looking at her bones.

Lu Xiaohua didn't feel much pain, so she said it was okay.

"I'm okay," Lu Xiaohua smiled at him, then raised her left arm, and then shook hands. It was really okay, and there was no uncomfortable feeling.

"Be careful in the future," Gao Yi tapped her forehead lightly, the feeling of intimacy made Lu Xiaohua's squinting eyes smile, but I don't know why, she always felt that Gao Yi had something in her mind, Just unwilling to tell her.

"Yes," she glanced at for a while. "Mom waits for me to go shopping. I have to go first. We will see you at night." Lu Xiaohua remembered this, and she promised to have Jian Qingying, she was already at home. After being locked up for almost a month, I should go out and let the wind out, otherwise it will be moldy. Of course, it is not convenient for two women to bring a man. Even Lu Keen did not receive such treatment. Of course, Gao Yi It is even more impossible, otherwise two men at home will know, fearing that Gao Yi had to face his eyes for a few more days.

"Well, go," Gao Yi straightened Lu Xiao's hair, and her silky hair fell down his fingers. The touch brought by him was just like silk, which made him put it down.

Gao Yi's finger was gripped again, he turned over, and the smell of medicinal fragrance was also depressed. Lu Xiaohua's body was stiff, but he was still not used to his sudden approach.

Theoretically, they are both male and female friends, but why every time she is so close, she instinctively wants to avoid, and so avoid. It was something she couldn't control herself, and it seemed that her body made a choice faster than her mind.

Gao Yi's lips were only stamped on her eyebrows. Lu Xiao's smile on the corners of her lips was stiff, and then a smile was raised. Well, I'm leaving. She finished talking so easily, between the two It may be embarrassing, but they are also smart and don't say much.

Lu Xiaohua took her bag, she pinched the broken hair on her face behind her ears, lowered her head, and hurried, but accidentally hit the oncoming person, and she was wearing a pair of high heels Plus, without paying any attention, the person has fallen backwards, what she instinctively wants to catch,

At this point, a hand stretched over and placed it on her shoulder, and she quickly pulled it, and the temperature of the hand was so hot that it was even hot on her shoulder.

"Thank you," she quickly thanked her, and let out a sigh of relief, and she raised her face. The man in front of him seemed to be very tall, and he also retracted the hand placed on her shoulder. The warmth makes Lu Xiaohua's painting have no origin. There is a kind of loss. It has a strange and strange feeling.

No, the man's voice is deep and indifferent.

She raised her face, but faced a pair of dark eyes, which were almost all ancient waves, within the pair of dark blue pupils. There is no light in the deep, and his features are just like his voice. There are not many colors, stark black, stark darkness. Although he looks no better than Lu Jinrong, Lu Jinrong is light, but he is dark.