"More intimate...well!"

Before she finished speaking, she was kissed by him.

With wide eyes staring at the handsome face of the man, Yan Xiaye's thin white little hands clenched into a fist, subconsciously pressing against the man.

At a closer distance, she could see the haggardness of the man covering up under elegance.

A trace of pain passed through my heart, diluting the joy of seeing him wake up.

The final result was that she didn't want or couldn't push him away, and she was lazy and tired, and her mind was immersed in the fact that he had woken up.

On this sunny afternoon, she temporarily threw away the reasons for her ashamed and secretly hid in the room and kissed him with guilt.

After the kiss, she lowered her eyes unsteadily, feeling complicated and almost guilty.

Think about it carefully, since Li Yuntang doesn’t remember who she is at all, shouldn’t she acquiesced to his kiss?

If a third person is present at this time, is this situation considered her taking advantage of others' danger?

"Summer Ye, look at me."

Yan Xiaye was a little confused about what to do, so he could only let him stroke her cheek with his fingertips.

Out of some secret mood, she did not dare to look directly at the man's face. When the light of her eyes flashed across his palm, the deep scar stinged her.

Unconsciously stretched out his hand to hold him, Yan Xiaye carefully touched the old wound, with his expression focused as if he was afraid that it would hurt him.

Taking advantage of his amnesia, she could finally ask the words she wanted to ask for for a long time but couldn't ask: "Will it still hurt here?"

"It looks like an old injury, probably won't." Li Yuntang looked at her with a smile, spread his palms and tried to close them, and said thoughtfully: "No wonder I always feel that the movements of my right hand are not very flexible, it turns out that it is because

this."

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Yan Xiaye pursed her lips vigorously. She had known that such a serious injury would not have been as light as the man said, but she still deceived herself and believed it.

At that time, what was she afraid of?

Are you afraid that she will never pay back the favor she owes him?

Still afraid... If this continues, she will be in trouble one day?

"Although I don't remember what happened, I'm sure it's not your fault."

Li Yuntang smiled, and gradually found that the little woman nestled in his arms was clean and pure, with seriousness beyond his imagination. He explained in a low voice: "Why look at me like that? Even if I temporarily lost my memory after the age of twenty

, I am still Li Yuntang himself, and I definitely know my thoughts better than you."

Yan Xiaye's clear black and white water eyes were filled with heartache and guilt, and she shook her head and refused to agree with his statement.

In this case, what the man said about "I" is of course Li Yuntang who had not lost his memory.

But human thinking and behavior often change with time, which is probably what the world calls maturity.

"Shake your head?" Li Yuntang raised his eyebrows beautifully and laughed silently: "It seems that Xia Ye knows me better than I imagined, so you should know that I am not the type who will be willing to be hurt for the disgusting people. Since

What I did mean was not an impulse, but a decision after careful consideration.”

Yan Xiaye fell into silence with a low expression. It was hard to believe that this was Li Yuntang’s true meaning.

"What's more, although I don't remember who you are, it's incredible that you will have the urge to kiss you when you look at you like this..."

As he said, the man's words were a little lighter, and he stole a kiss again in satisfactory.

Yan Xiaye couldn't resist Li Yuntang's enthusiasm, and pushed him away with a red face, thinking that this was the feeling of the twenty-year-old Li Yuntang.

Compared to the mysterious man she knew, her personality seemed a little frivolous, and she showed more sharpness in her every move, less cunning and restrained.

These subtle gaps made her clearly realize the fact that a man had amnesia, and if she treated him as twenty years old, wouldn’t she be older than him?

"Why don't you want to look at me?" Reluctantly leaving a little space for her. Li Yuntang lowered his eyes seriously, completely unaware that with his handsomeness, he would have such a sad expression of spring and autumn.

How foul was it, and the low magnetic whispered in her ear: "I just don't want to be hated by you, Xia Ye."

"No, I don't hate you..."

"So, why refuse me?"

Her slender fingers lifted her sharp chin, and Li Yuntang didn't allow her to escape without permission, and asked meaningfully: "Or, do you like that man more than me now?"

That man...what the hell is that!

Yan Xiaye was speechless at first, and then burst out laughing: "If I remember correctly, that man should also be called Li Yuntang."

"Is that true?" Li Yuntang's dark pupils locked her little face and said lightly indifferently: "But for me now, he is just a stranger with the same name and surname."

As he said that, he held her arm tightly and pondered in a daze: "Sorry, I'm actually a possessive type, and even I feel very surprised."

Listening to the man saying love words seriously, Yan Xiaye didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment.

Happy... there are probably some, but more of them are sincere admiration for men.

Thinking about her tenderness and innocence at the age of twenty, she seems to be completely incomparable to the overbearing and domineering man in front of her.

If she is a girl who is ignorant of the world, or has no deep understanding of his nature, she will probably fall in love and fall in love with him in an instant.

“…Li Yuntang.”

"Um?"

Yan Xiaye thought for a while and tried to describe her complicated mood: "Although you seem to have easily accepted the status quo, I still have a little...why? I don't adapt much?"

Li Yuntang nodded slightly and was silent for a short while.

During this process, Yan Xiaye occasionally peeked at him, wondering if he was saying too much.

After all, for anyone, he suddenly lost his memory for several years and appeared in a completely unknown place, with only a woman he had never seen before, and had just confirmed his bad situation...

No, no, no, it’s terrible no matter how you think about it, it’s really a shame that he can still be so calm.

"that……"

But at this moment, the man suddenly realized and curled up the corners of his lips: "Okay, I understand."

Yan Xiaye felt a bad premonition and hesitated and asked: "What do you understand?"
Chapter completed!