Behind her, Chu Mo's eyes darkened slightly, and he replied, "I don't remember." ”

"Oh!" Jenny Lin sighed, "If you don't remember, she'll be safe." ”

At this time, the lights in the room were already dim.

Jenny Lin fell asleep on her side, just in time to see the beautiful, elegant and quaint fountain outside the glass window.

She watched infatuated at the changing flow of water that rose and fell, swirling,

On the floor of the room, a brilliant streamer shines on, reflecting the rippling water.

"Actually, this is a very beautiful country," Jenny Lin murmured, "I can't imagine that she was once bathed in war, and it seemed to be another world."

Chu Mo wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and let her lean on himself, his chin resting lightly on top of her head.

A naturally fresh, rose-like scent emanates from her soft hair.

He lowered his head and kissed it, his hair slender and silky, as if it was wrapped around his heart.

"So, Chu Mo, let's not say that the plan is inhumane, at least the result is good. You have also seen the abilities of Mr. President, and to be honest, his abilities have always been unmatched. If recovering your memory means the end of your life, promise me not to alarm them, okay? ”

Of course, Chu Mo understood what she meant, but Luo Xingchen remembered.

She is the party and suffers from it, except for her and Jin Zeming, who is qualified to veto the past?

After squinting for a while, Jenny Lin opened her eyes.

"I'm leaving."

As she spoke, she pulled the arm around her waist, sat up and slowly got out of bed.

She searched the floor for her clothes and put them on one by one.

Chu Mo leaned against the head of the bed and raised his eyes slightly.

In the dimness, the various spots of light from the garden cast onto the room, surrounding the beautiful slender back in front of the window.

Under the thin skirt, the curves are full of shadows, which arouses reverie.

"Jenny"

He whispered and got out of bed and walked over.

Leaning over and stretching out his hand, he dragged her into his arms and squinted at her slightly.

"It's time for me to go, I don't want to be asked."

Her palms were propped up on his chest, her head bowed.

The long strands of hair cascade down to the small, rounded shoulders like a black waterfall.

With her slight movements, the familiar and good-smelling natural fragrance filled Chu Mo's nose.

Almost instantly, he lowered his head against her tiny chin.

Hooked his hand at the back of her head, carefully tracing the outline of her red.

After a while, he let go of the kissed red lips, looked down at the woman with a red face and a low pant under him, and said, "I won't let you have an accident, trust me." ”

Hearing this, she slowly raised her eyes, a pair of watery eyes, sparkling.

She took a step back, the light behind her blurring around her body, her delicate features hidden in the shadows.

"Chu Mo, I'm leaving!"

Chu Mo stood there without answering, watching her disappear at the door, and when he heard the soft sound of the door, he took out his computer and turned it on.

Steering wheel!

He began to search, and there were all the buildings about the Salis family.

Without exception, to a greater or lesser extent, these buildings will have decorations made of steering wheels.

What does that mean?

If Jin Zeming wants to hide something, it is just to protect Luo Xingchen.

At the very least, there is some information that Luo Xingchen should be able to guess.

Chu Mo stared at those exquisite pictures, looked at those steering wheels carefully, and fell into deep thought.