The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Chapter 632: Lang rides a bamboo horse, cold and green

"Little girl? How big is the girl? What does it look like?" Nian Xiaomu asked anxiously, but the next second, Yu Yuehan was pulled into her arms.

She separated her contact with Fan Yu by her body.

The sound sank slightly.

"Nian Xiaomu, calm down."

"I'm calm ..." Nian Xiaomu said subconsciously, and then, in response, he pulled Fan Yu's hand just now, and moved in his arms, muttering, "Big vinegar barrel."

"Huh?" Yu Yuehan raised an eyebrow slightly.

Holding her, he looked back at Fan Yu.

Fan Yu glimpsed his dark face, a radian of laughter twitching his lips, and a slight lip opening. "It's been too long, and I only vaguely remember that little girl is about the same size as you."

He said, turned and walked towards the Fan house.

The distance between the two is not very far.

Unlike the Xing family, although the Fan family went abroad, the domestic industry still remains.

Including the villa where Fan Yu lived.

The villa that has been vacant has a special person to take care of it. It does not look too old.

Fan Yu took them to the small door in the backyard and opened the door and walked in.

Soon, I saw a window sill.

As long as you stand on your toes, you can see the scene in the room.

"This is my room. You used to like to step on a slate, lie on the window sill, listen to me play the piano, and sometimes I can directly fall asleep." Smiled.

Memories are always gentle.

At that time, she was young, but small.

Seeing good-looking, but as soon as nobody was there, he was extraordinarily boyish.

Climbing a tree and climbing a fence ...

All the best things can be done.

He turned himself into a little cat, and when he appeared on his window sill, he was able to say to him confidently, "Brother Fan Yu, I made it like this to meet you. You don't play the piano for me Listen, is it past? "

As a result, as soon as he played the piano for her, she would be able to sleep as a pig on his windowsill.

Even when he hugged her to bed, she would just pout, turn over, and continue to sleep.

Sometimes he still dragged his sleeves and said in a dream, "Brother Fan Yu, your piano is so nice, I will feel sleepy when I hear it ..."

He listened at the time, only feeling cried and laughed.

Looking back now, how could she easily fall asleep in front of him if it was not for absolute trust ...

Fan Yuhan also thought about the problem that Yu Yuhan thought.

The angular and handsome face was a little darker.

The whole body is filled with chills that are not near.

Holding Nian Xiaomu's hand, but constantly tightening ...

He is jealous ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ very jealous.

Jealous that they have such a small and beautiful past, jealous of her past, he has no time to participate.

If it wasn't for her loss of memory, what kind of existence does Fan Yu have in her heart?

If one day she remembered ...

Yu Yuehan frowned, and his face became heavier.

"That, all the past things have passed, you said you wouldn't mind ..." Nian Xiaomuzhen went to him, cleared his throat, and whispered.

Wen Yan said, Yu Yuehan looked at her side by side, her dark eyes were deep, her lips were slightly open, and her thin eyes were slightly open. "Nian Xiaomu, you haven't told me before, you were so nagging when you were young. "

Nian Xiaomu: "o (╯ □ ╰) o ……"

So, does he mind her passing now?

(End of this chapter)