Chapter 229 Together
William Bryan gave her a deep look, and it stayed on her cartoon pajamas for a few more seconds.
In the night, his voice is even cooler than cold water: "Why haven't you slept yet?"
Hearing this, Charlee Ford's ears turned red slightly, and he moved his eyes inexplicably guilty. "I can't sleep, come out and get some air."
You can't tell him that you are worried about what happened to him and Lydia Collins before you can't sleep. You want to inquire about the situation, can you?
To change the subject, Charlee Ford added, "What about you, who don't sleep sweetly with your fiancee at night, and why do you run to the door of our room and stand?"
She thought William Bryan would not answer herself, but his eyes darkened when she finished speaking.
After a long time, he said to her, "Come out with me." Say that finish and go downstairs.
Charlee Ford was full of doubts, guessing William Bryan's purpose, but his steps kept up subconsciously.
They came to the back garden of the villa.
It was already midnight, and there was no one in the back garden. The cobblestone path was lined with bright street lamps, which hit William Bryan and plated him with a warm yellow halo.
It doesn't look like you're going to kill someone later.
Charlee Ford's mind was full of wild thoughts, and he didn't pay attention to the steps under his feet or William Bryan in front of him. In meditation, he bumped his head into his back.
"Pain..." She muttered subconsciously, caressing her forehead and raising her head tearfully.
In the dim light of night, William Bryan seemed to sigh.
Then, he made an action that Charlee Ford didn't expect!
He held out his hand slowly, pressed it on her forehead, and then rubbed it for her slightly gently.
Charlee Ford was shocked. If she remembered correctly, William Bryan was a cleanliness freak!
"What are you doing?" The surprise in her eyes didn't even hide it.
William Bryan looked at her seriously. "Do you like me?"
Charlee Ford: "…"
Is it so obvious? She stared at William Bryan in confusion, wondering what step she had taken to make him finally have such a high consciousness.
"Speak." His voice came again from above his head.
Charlee Ford pondered for a moment, weighing the words: "Well, that, although I don't know how you can see it, it may or may... it has a little meaning."
She was so delicate and euphemistic that her whole ears were red.
However, the man was silent.
Charlee Ford waited for a while without waiting for his reaction. He looked up at him angrily. "What's the matter? Are you thinking about how to refuse me? Don't be embarrassed. I like a person very casually. I like you today, and maybe I will like others tomorrow."
A dead duck with a hard mouth.
"One thing, I want to explain to you." William Bryan broke out and interrupted her. "I have a fianc é e, and you have a fianc é e."
Charlee Ford: "Of course I know. I told you..."
"But I will ask Mr. Long to refuse to be engaged to Lydia Collins," William Bryan told Ben. "If we want to be together, you must be wholeheartedly kind to me, like me and not betray me."
His eyes are fixed, but what he says makes Charlee Ford's brain explode instantly!
Something is wrong. Shouldn't she say this?
And what does he mean? Does he want to be with her, but …
Didn't he lose his memory? !
Charlee Ford's brain went down, watching William Bryan's thin lips open and close, only to find what he said difficult for her to understand.
When Bai Mu finished speaking, she flexed her fingers and flicked her forehead: "What are you thinking?"
"I was thinking." Charlee Ford said vaguely, "Do you know who I am?"
"Never checked your identity, it doesn't matter who you were before." William Bryan replied.
Charlee Ford should be moved.
But all she felt was to cry, to feel sad, and even to squeeze William Bryan's neck and tell him about their past.
But she can't be so selfish …
"Why are you crying?" William Bryan frowned slightly.
Charlee Ford shrugged his nose worthlessly. "I'm happy."
So he made a rare hook of lips and reached out to rub her soft hair.
"So you are at my door tonight, and you have been wondering if you want to tell me this?" Charlee Ford smiled cunningly.
William Bryan dropped his eyes and gave a "hmm".
In fact, it's not all for this reason. The most important thing is to worry about what happens to her and Chang Sheng.
"Oh, you're hiding so deep." Charlee Ford snickered.
William Bryan looked at her slightly silly appearance, and something flashed through her mind, which tingled for a moment.
It seems that deep in my memory... it seems that there is also a girl who smiles at him so silly.
But he can't remember at all?
On the way back, William Bryan pulled out a key from his clothes and handed it to Charlee Ford.
"Is this?"
"I reopened a room."
"What about you? You're not still living with Lydia Collins, are you?"
"Of course not."
After getting a positive answer, Charlee Ford took the key with joy.
When she reached the villa door, William Bryan suddenly grabbed her wrist and kissed her softly on the forehead before she could react.
"Don't worry." Bai Muyan said: "When I deal with everything, we will be together fair and square."
Now he is not qualified to give her happiness.
Charlee Ford is certainly in no hurry. After all, she hasn't taken care of her own affairs.
Early the next morning, Chang Sheng woke up and saw that there was no trace of Charlee Ford on the sofa, and he was anxious to scurry around the villa.
Just when he was anxious to sweat profusely, Charlee Ford appeared on the first floor of the villa dressed exquisitely and with a smile on his face, and even greeted him in a good mood: "Morning, Changsheng."
Chang Sheng: "…"
Something's wrong.
Why is she smiling and smiling?
He followed her and looked at her doubtfully, looking up and down, hoping to make a hole in her body.
Charlee Ford went to the restaurant for dinner, and Chang Sheng sat opposite her for X-ray scanning.
She tore a piece of toast and stuffed it into her mouth, but her eyes drifted around obscurely.
But float to float, didn't float to want to see the person, Charlee Ford slightly disappointed to take back his eyes, on the opposite is straight wait for a while looking at her life.
She nearly got stuck in her throat with a slice of toast and took a sip of milk to recover.
"Why are you staring at me without eating?" Charlee Ford was puzzled.
Chang Sheng squinted and looked at her suspiciously: "You are not right."
"What's wrong with me?" Charlee Ford looked away, inexplicably guilty.
"I didn't come back last night. What did I do?"
"I can't get used to sleeping on the sofa and went out to reopen a room."