Lu Xiaoxiao cried vigorously, listening to the vague comfort and a little want to laugh. Her head was buried in the bosom of Chu Mo, and she felt that the scene was very familiar.

Lu Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered that before Chu Mo had not lost his memory, it was the same comfort again.

"Amo" muffled in her bosom, "The way you comfort me is the same as before."

I was so dazed that when I decided to get along with Lu Xiaoxiao in the future, I must pay attention to the ways and methods. This woman is too smart to be exposed without attention.

But these heartfelt words Lu Xiaoxiao...