Mo Jiang has not seen Peng Yuan.
Joe has always remembered it.
Because Mo Jiang is not interested in PENGYUAN.
It’s just a little bit, not every one is going to live by their side.
PENGYUAN is still a fool.
His father is still in jail now.
The change of the face of the ink ginger, Joe noticed now.
She turned to see a kind of daze on her face that she had never seen.
She seemed to see something very shocked and sad, a rare loss of state.
She stared at PENGYUAN, as if she saw something, but in a blink of an eye, she even shed two lines of tears on her face.
This scared fan Zhaoyao and guozhulian.
They had no special feelings about Peng Yuan, but they never saw Mo Jiang crying.
Mo Jiang is a fairy who can not cry when filming.
However, the fact that her tears fell at this time can even make people feel the sad atmosphere on her, with a determined sadness.
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She tears, the movement under her feet as if some unconscious, towards Peng Yuan past.
To be honest, Joe didn’t think Peng Yuan would be involved with the ink ginger.
She didn’t feel it either.
But she knew at this moment that Peng Yuan had something to do with the memory that Mo Jiang lost.
It’s like mohang will feel hate when he sees Xie Xi.
She saw Peng Yuan at the moment, and she cried.
That obviously Peng Yuan is not ordinary.
Mo Jiang walked towards Peng Yuan, and felt that his brain was fried at that moment.
There were many fragments in her head, like memories of the past, and like an echo.
She heard a particularly cheerful voice.
I will sing you the best song when you become the high priest! γYou are the high priest of all expectations, sister, you are my best sister.
etc Sister, living, living is hope. You go, go γI feel so painful, sister. I want to see you and get on the high priest’s position γ
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The memory of the past became a scene, flashing in her brain.
She blinked, tears broke and came out again.
It’s like a physiological response, she can’t control it at all.
Even she did not know, she looked at Peng Yuan, dreamlike shouting: “ah Zhao.”
This shout, let Joe present’s eyes have a touch.
The memory of Mo Jiang is loosening, she will always think of the past, is it the more exciting the people to her, can she think of the past?
Peng Yuan, who is playing chess with his grandfather, turns to his head, and sees the moment of ink Jiang. He is always silly and dazzled. He has a dull mood.
Fan Zhaoyao and Guo Zhulian are worried. They look at Qiao Jin, and Qiao shakes his head to say it is OK.
Mo Jiang step by step toward Peng Yuan, those people also saw her, some surprised at the appearance of the ink ginger.
PENGYUAN looked at the ink ginger, about a minute, only to respond to, grinning silly: “sister, how beautiful!”
The ink ginger stopped.
She looked at Peng Yuan, tears in an instant more and more turbulent, but eyes complex, only looking at Peng Yuan, again called: “ah Zhao?”
Several old people looked at each other, and whispered, “we are a sanatorium, how can I still have mental patients?”
