"Hey, don't move!"
I was robbed by a stranger. But what he wanted was not money.
He tore my clothes off, kept kissing me hard, not to rape me.
He wanted me to cover his blood and track from his enemies.
I saw blood running out of his stomach.
He said thank you after he fooled his enemies.
I let him come into my place to get the bullet out of him.
I was a doctor.
He gave me a kiss the next morning and disappeared from my life.
It felt like a dream, I couldn't help thinking about the night making out with him.
Until one day, I saw him again in the hospital.
I learned that he was a soldier and that he had looked for me and loved me for a very very long time...
But I had no memory of him, until...


No One's Angel,But You

Jefferson glanced at Elvis and agreed, "We cannot let our guard down when the problem involves Tasya."


"General Fenoli, I've already reported everything that you need to know. You can continue to accompany your wife and I need to bring back some cold medicine for mine," Elvis glanced at the watch on his wrist, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.


"Yes," Elvis nodded slightly. "Something happened to us and she caught a cold, but I'll take good care of her."


He couldn't help but sigh at the thought of it.


Freya was also being too absurd at that time. She actually thought of using cold water to help him instead of making a hangover soup to sober him up, which was also understandable because with her strong personality, she probably wouldn't think of other alternatives. She also wouldn't have expected that using this way to cool Elvis down would make her sick too.


However, he was really thankful that he drank a lot that day.


Chapter 347 Young Heart