You Are My Unforgettable Love

The policemen watched Qiao Lian and Shen Liangchuan get on the ambulance, and then stared blankly at the situation here. When people left, they came to their senses. Several people looked at Song Cheng in unison: What happened? You followed the confession? "

Song Cheng shook his head, "I don't know ~"

"You ... then invite the gentleman to the police station when you are free!"

Song Cheng laughed: "Sorry, if you want to contact our family, please contact our family's lawyer first, otherwise our family will not provide anything."

Police: ...

Public figures, if taken by the police to the police station, then things will get worse.

Therefore, Song Cheng has long practiced the ability to adapt.

The police had to shackle the group and take it back for a slow trial.

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Faint, dark in front of his eyes.

Qiao Lian tried hard to open her eyes, but found that she couldn't open them.

The whole body still hurts everywhere, and she could not help frowning and moaning.

Then, the hand was held by the big warm hand, and the mellow voice sounded at the ear. "Little Joe, I'm here."

The four words seemed to inject a cool stream into her fiery body, making her feel settled.

Her brows gradually stretched out and fell asleep again.

Shen Liangchuan held her hand and stood by.

He also had minor injuries on his body, and even his fist got blood because of beating others. At the moment, he was bandaged, but he remained motionless and always sat by the bed.

The woman on the bed, the wound was wrapped up, and more were red and swollen.

The face was swollen again, the old wound was not good, and the new wound was added.

But even so, she can still see the beauty of the girl's outline, her closed eyes, trembling eyelashes, all of which indicate that she is afraid.

Yes.

Afraid.

At that time, any girl would be afraid.

But she still stopped those people and asked him to rescue Song Yuanxi.

He fixedly looked at her, and after a while, slowly reached out his hand and touched her cheek.

His hand paused in the air, and he was afraid he might hurt her, so he dropped his hand.

Time passed slowly. He was sitting there in the quiet room. He seemed to be talking to himself, and it was like talking to Joe, "Little Joe, shall we have a good time in the future?

Those past things are gone.

At this moment, he finally looked at the girl who was covered with scars.

He would rather watch her smile and poke himself, than watch her hurt again.

This girl made him really revengeless.

As for the debts of the past, so far enough, right?

His eyes grew deeper and deeper, and in the end, all turned into a strong and indelible love.

It used to be online dating, she didn't care.

Well, they have a formal relationship from now on, and they have time to ...

The light outside the window changed from bright to dark, shining on his cheeks, mottled, making his expression look softer at this moment.

At eight in the evening, the woman in the bed finally opened her eyes.

In the eyes, it was the ceiling in the hospital, and the smell of acrid disinfectant on the tip of the nose.

She moved her neck and saw Shen Liangchuan sitting next to her. Before she even spoke, she heard him say, "Little Qiao, does it hurt?"