Trap me in your love

Jasmine pursed her lips and looked at Mark silently.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think your husband is very handsome and charming? What do you want for me? Just tell me. I'll be with you at any time. I promise you that my service will be good. " Hearing that, a smile played at the corners of Mark's mouth. His face, which was originally Yama's face, was now full of love for her.

With a faint smile, Jasmine's heart was warm because of these slightly dirty sweet words.

"Have you always talked to other girls like this?" Asked Jasmine.

Shaking his head, Mark said, "I only said my honeyed words to you."

"Humph, only ghosts believe men's words." Pretending to be naughty, Jasmine turned her face aside and quickly opened her eyes wide in order not to let her tears fall.

Although Jasmine tried her best to hide her feelings and try to show a relaxed and kind feeling, she didn't know that all her actions, expressions, even the slight frown and blink of her eyes, were seen by Mark and kept in mind.

Just like now, even if she tried her best to hold back her tears, her slightly red eyes and the sadness in her eyes could not escape from the eyes of Mark.

Feeling sorry for her, Mark slowly let go of Jasmine. Both of them should be calm for a while. They had been apart for a long time. Only time would make Jasmine's memory back.

"Well, that's enough. There are clothes in the closet of the second room on the second floor. Go upstairs and wash yourself. Go to bed early."

Seeing that Jasmine was in a daze, he was afraid that she would misunderstand him and explained, "Oh, that's all your clothes. Don't think that I'm a casual man. This house belongs to you and me. Not everyone can come here. "

After saying that, Mark went upstairs. After two steps, he suddenly stopped and turned his back to her. "I know you can't accept everything in the past. Don't worry. I don't like to force you. Before you agree, I will live in the guest room."

Looking at his burly figure disappearing in the living room, Jasmine had mixed feelings.

According to what Mark had said, Jasmine came to the second room on the second floor. She pushed the door open and walked in. What she saw was a suite of about thirty square meters. The decoration of this room was very different from that of downstairs.

room downstairs was mainly in warm

room upstairs was in black, grey and white.

late night, people could not help

this was Jessie and Mark's home, why was the room

looked around the room and walked towards the wardrobe. Looking at the full wardrobe in front

so on, but also everything that women needed. They were all famous

confused. What kind of man was Mark? In his heart, what kind of person was

more than three years, he would still prepare new products for her

had never

uncomfortable, and her

lucky to meet such a good man in her life. Even if she lost her memory now, she still felt

knew that not everyone could have such

accept all this with

of relatively conservative long trousers among the pajamas, she went into

returned to his room, he began to deal with the wound.

been a long time since the operation, his wound was always festering, and the healing condition

slowly untied the gauze wrapped on the

the thick gauze was still dyed red. As long as he moved a little,

Knock...

Well, the washbasin in my bathroom is blocked. Can you help me check it?

Knock...

no one answered. Seeing that the door was closed tightly,

man live in such a princess's room? It's too

room were completely