Report to Husband: Gao Leng's Wife Wants to Hug

Jiang Yicheng was walking on the street, and the women around him kept giving him approving or seductive looks.

He didn't give them a straight look. How he wished Fang Yayan could treat him like this at this time.

If he had to choose between Fang Yayan after amnesia and the old Fang Yayan, he would definitely choose the old Fang Yayan without hesitation.

Although that Fang Yayan was a little noisy and sometimes stupid, it was the best Fang Yayan.

Now Fang Yayan is calm and composed, and can't find any imperfection at all.

But Fang Yayan shouldn't be like her now.

Sighing slightly, he glanced around.

I went into a restaurant that sells regular meals, and the environment of this store still looks good.

She packed a serving of green vegetable porridge and a serving of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. She didn't know what she wanted to eat. If it wasn't for the fear of wasting food, Jiang Yicheng really wanted to pack all the porridge and take it to the hospital for her to eat.

Seeing that he was handsome, the proprietress of the restaurant couldn't help but started chatting with him while he was waiting for the porridge.

"What's the matter, young man? Visiting the sick?"

Jiang Yicheng didn't particularly want to tell others the story of himself and her, so he just nodded slightly.

But the proprietress didn't seem to let him go just like that, and continued to question him.

"Girlfriend, look at your anxious expression now."

Only now did Jiang Yicheng look up at her and smiled.

"My wife."

The enthusiastic proprietress showed a bright smile, "Oh, really, your wife is so lucky to have such a handsome and considerate husband."

Jiang Yicheng smiled wryly, isn't it, Fang Yayan is very happy.

He didn't feel that way, as if she had suffered a lot after marrying him.

Seeing Jiang Yicheng's strange expression, the proprietress comforted,

"No matter what happened before, young man, the most important thing is to make her feel that she is the happiest woman from now on."

Jiang Yicheng was taken aback, wanting to make her feel like the happiest woman in the world?
While thinking about this sentence, the porridge is ready.

After Jiang Yicheng paid the money and thanked him, he walked slowly towards the hospital while thinking about it while carrying the porridge.

How can I make her the happiest woman in the world.

As soon as Jiang Yicheng went out, Fang Yayan relaxed. She always felt that there was some pressure when she was with him.

But he is really kind to himself, and it doesn't match his face that doesn't smile at all.

Fang Yayan, who never forgot to complain even if he lost his memory, thought in his heart.

But can he and himself return to the way they were in the past, and what was their past like?

Fang Yayan tried to recall her and Jiang Yicheng's past, but still had no clue.

Every time Yi felt a little pain in her head, she stopped in time.

He didn't want to die again because of this.

Looking at the pure white ceiling, Fang Yayan frowned, this room is so ugly.

Suddenly felt a necklace around his neck.

After slowly touching the necklace, he held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

This is half of a pair of wings, very delicate and beautiful.

For some reason, when she saw this necklace, she felt a warm current in her heart.

It made her feel a little bit indescribable, whether it was a similar feeling of being moved or heartbroken.

Holding the necklace tightly in the palm of my hand, I feel an indescribable peace of mind.

Jiang Yicheng's face flashed before his eyes. Although it was still so smelly, there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

Fang Yayan looked at that face and smiled too.

The drowsiness that came as soon as she said it made her fall into a deep sleep, the necklace was still tightly clutched in her hand, and the smile on the corner of her mouth hadn't disappeared yet.

Jiang Yicheng already knew that she must have fallen asleep, after gently opening the door and coming in.

It was found that the little girl was really asleep, but she didn't know what she was holding in her hand.

Gently opened her hand, and seeing the necklace, Jiang Yicheng smiled.

Hope she can remember.

He touched her head lightly, and dropped a light kiss on her face.

Then he brought a small bench and sat beside the hospital bed.

He looked at her without blinking, with a faint smile on his face.

Muttering to herself, "How can you feel that you are the happiest woman in the world?"

Looking at the little woman's eyelashes that kept trembling because of her dreams, she couldn't hold back her hand and moved her eyelashes slowly.

Then seeing Fang Yayan knocking off his fidgeting hand impatiently, Jiang Yicheng chuckled.

Only when she was sleeping would she put away her thorns and become defenseless.

He hoped that when she woke up, she would be the same as she is now.

Jiang Yicheng's hands kept making troubles, finally waking Fang Yayan up from his dream.

Fang Yayan looked impatiently at Jiang Yicheng who had not yet had time to withdraw his hand, and asked coldly.

"what are you doing."

Jiang Yicheng, who was caught making trouble, was a little embarrassed, so Jizhong Shengzhi flicked her bangs,
"Your bangs are covering your eyes."

Seeing her blushing, Jiang Yicheng took his hand back in satisfaction.

But the blush only happened for a moment, and soon Jiang Yicheng felt that his eyes were dazzled just now.

Fang Yayan, whose face turned cold, said with some warning,
"I said we have to give each other time, please don't do this again."

Jiang Yicheng smiled at him, and looked at her ambiguously, "Okay, my wife."

"." Fang Yayan was a little speechless. This person didn't look like a thick-skinned person, but now she was covered in goose bumps.

Jiang Yicheng touched the porridge he just brought back, and it was no longer hot.

He asked softly: "My lord, here are vegetable porridge and preserved egg porridge, which one do you want to drink?"

Fang Yayan directly ignored his naughty wife, and thought about it for a while.

"Drink both."

Jiang Yicheng smiled, "Okay!"

Then considerately opened the cover for her, propped up the table on the bed, and put the porridge on the table.

Then he helped her up, "Do you need me to feed you?"

Fang Yayan trembled, and said with a serious face, "Thank you, no need."

Jiang Yicheng was still a little unaccustomed to her politeness and alienation, and the sadness flashed in his eyes, so he still said something with a smile.

"Okay, my wife has to eat obediently."

Just after eating a spoonful of porridge, Fang Yayan almost spit out because of Jiang Yicheng's words, Fang Yayan gave him a look and signaled him to shut up.

Jiang Yicheng closed his mouth knowingly and just looked at her with a smile.