"This is the recording album I found in the study. There are some photos in it. The photos explain the time and some small insights of taking the photo. I see those crooked words, which should be Xiao Aniu's handwriting." Luo Huan's tone was relaxed, but his fingers tightened the corners of the booklet more and more.

Hei Jieming sighed silently in his heart.

Alas, no one or two of them cooperated well.

It was Poison just now, but now it is Xiao Aniu.

Did this group of people exist to destroy his plan?

"Can I see?" Hei Jieming softened his voice.

Luo Huan showed a trace of entanglement on his face, and his hands were closed and hugged him tighter.

"I promise not to compete with you." Lord BOSS emphasized funnyly.

"Who is afraid you will rob it?" Luo Huan glared at him. Although he was reluctant, he still delivered the album.

As soon as Hei Jieming opened the album, he understood why Luo Huan looked weird and was reluctant to show it to him.

The album is full of photos of her, his and Xiaoxiao.

Various expressions, various places, pose in various postures, and look different.

Even if you are not laughing, the harmonious atmosphere of the family makes people feel particularly happy easily.

"When did this be taken?" Lord BOSS was speechless.

Within a day, he actually found that there were so many photos of himself.

And they all don't know.

"There are marked shooting time below." Luo Huan pointed to Hei Jieming and murmured, "I can't remember at all. Looking at the person in the photo, it seems to be looking at another person, but I'm very sure, this is me, boss. When you didn't come here just now, I kept thinking hard, thinking about it, my scalp thrusts and thrills, but I just can't remember anything. This feeling is so sad."

Hei Jieming was silent, just gently stroked her hair, not daring to say even a word.

Missing is like a tide, turbulent.

His heart was not feeling well.

Suddenly, his left hand was surrounded by a pair of hot little hands.

Hei Jieming had doubts in his eyes, and he raised his eyes to look at Luo Huan, but in those clear and beautiful big eyes, he saw a deep feeling of distress.

"It's not painful to forget everything. Those who remember it are suffering. BOSS, thank you for these days."

Luo Huan said something, and Hei Jieming's eyes turned red.

Thank you? No, he didn't realize it.

Worried? No, he wasn't very wronged either.

However, the feeling of worrying about gains and losses every day and night always seems to be missing in my heart, which is really hard to bear.

He treated himself as a person who was beaten up and gritted his teeth and supported him hard.

But Luo Huan suddenly defeated all his disguise with just a few simple words, allowing some hidden fragility to surface and have nowhere to hide.

He had no choice but to hug her, hugged her tightly, and held her desperately.

It took a long time, and I couldn't say a word.

Luo Huan's mood also fluctuated.

After a long time, she asked softly in his ear, "BOSS, Xiaoxiao—Xiaoxiao him—is it my child?"

Hei Jieming's body was as hard as steel in an instant, stiff and stiff.

Luo Huan's doubts were indirectly confirmed. If she guessed wrongly, Hei Jieming's reaction would not be so great.
Chapter completed!