The teeth in the pocket are a bit hot.

He Yiting didn't reply, but just focused on wiping Sun Simiao's face.

Clean your face and wash your hands.

The soft fingers, let alone the touch is really good.

I looked at Sun Simiao's clothes again, and the one that was too fat and overly fat pajamas before.

"Go and change your clothes, I'll wash it for you!"

He Yiting really dared not clean this T-shirt for the hotel waiter casually.

This style and this quality are definitely not something that current technology can do.

Sun Simiao seemed to realize that it was wrong and curled her lips.

It is not explained that there are too many connections between the two people, so Sun Simiao will not talk about this.

Curious to death!

"I've seen this dress, you bought it when you were in New York!"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

He Yiting suddenly spoke with the black T-shirt covered with graffiti.

Sun Simiao:...

This man is really...

"But I won't say it, but you have to do me a favor!"

He Yiting took the opportunity to say.

Sun Simiao felt like she was giving the handle to others.

Asked angrily:

"Don't think of strange thoughts, there's no chance!"

Shaking his head helplessly, the fat girl was really hostile to herself.

He Yiting soaked his clothes in a basin and said:

"I won't say that I'll marry you, I just want to hide something for me. I know you must have something like mustard seed space!"

Now Sun Simiao is unstable.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

He pointed at He Yiting and didn't say anything for a long time.

I scrubbed the blood drips for a few times, cleaned the blood stains, and washed them with clean water several times before wringing off the T-shirt and hanging them on the clothes rack in the bathroom.

He wiped his fingers with a towel before handing Sun Simiao a stack of information from his arms.

"Don't say there isn't, otherwise what's going on with that T-shirt?"

Look at the cowhide envelope and then look at the direction of the bathroom.

Sun Simiao said:

"Only once!"

He Yiting continued:

"Not to be an example!"

I added another sentence in my heart, let’s talk about it next time!

This kind of thing starts once, and there will be a second time.

How can he not use such a good thing?&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Since he returned from rebirth, He Yiting has been thinking about the things he had in his previous life and the things he had when he was reborn.

I feel that there is some special reason.

Only then did he clearly realize a problem:

He and Sun Simiao still have no way to tell them clearly in this life, so why do we still have to distinguish them clearly?

The fate that was already entangled is inseparable and cannot be separated, so continue to entangle.

Sun Simiao didn't know He Yiting's thoughts.

I opened the cowhide envelope without any consciousness. I was shocked to see the information inside and forgot the unhappiness just now:

"You actually gave me this thing? What do you want to do?"

It was a diary, a content about He Yiting's mission in his previous life, and his compilation of his memories in his previous life.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

No matter how you look at it, it is a diary with prophetic significance.

He Yiting said directly without hiding it:

"Now my life freedom is limited. If anything happens, this can save my life and protect you!"

Sun Simiao curled her lips, it’s strange!

If one day this diary appears, my life will definitely be gone.

In front of He Yiting, he put away the things.

It also confirms He Yiting's speculation.

Put on a floral dress that suits the characteristics of the times, Sun Simiao went out with He Yiting.

When the group outside saw that the two children were fine, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sun Zhiwen looked at his daughter with complicated eyes.

&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Is what Mr. He just said true or false?

Why do you feel so dreamy?

Of course, when Sun Simiao saw his father's eyes, she just didn't know what that look meant.

But the car was already waiting outside and there was no time to ask.

"Xiao Cheng, you take Zhiwen to go around, Miaomiao, I will take Miaomiao away first."

Mr. He even spoke, who dares to say no?

Sun Zhiwen said nothing:

"Miaomiao, listen to your Grandpa He, don't be willful!"

Rolling his eyes, Sun Simiao nodded.

Sun Simiao definitely remembers the matter of beating himself.

I will definitely tell my grandma when I go back and keep the accounts first.

After turning back and saying goodbye to my daughter, Sun Zhiwen got excited.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

I'm going to Tiananmen Square and I'm going to climb the Great Wall.

Are you very excited?

He completely threw the matter behind his own daughter's visit to the old lady of the He family.

He is really a big-hearted father.

Sun Simiao didn't know that her father had been fooled, so she asked:

"What is the situation? Not to mention rheumatism!"

After treating Mr. He’s rheumatism, you will know that there is trouble.

He Yiting rubbed his nose and sighed, and he knew that the fat girl was holding a grudge.

"No, you're good at it."

Sun Simiao frowned. What is she good at?

Mr. He also looked at Sun Simiao curiously.

"Give me the case!"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

He Yiting handed her a cowhide bag.

Sun Simiao opened the above cases and saw that there were not many cases, but the only few cases can also show the serious problem of the problem. It has reached this point, do you think I can do it?"

Neither Mr. He nor He Yiting spoke.

Mr. He was shocked that Sun Simiao could see the case of the ghost painting talisman.

He Yiting was thinking about how to answer.

He also held a one-tenth of hope for this matter. What if?

Finally, Mr. He said:

"Miaomiao, there is no psychological burden. You just take a look at it and don't have to treat it!"
To be continued...