Face-slapping 365 style: fast-paced daily life for actresses

Chapter 857 The Warlord and the Noble Princess 3
Looking at the man lying on his back on the ground, An Nuannuan clapped her hands and said, "No matter what grievances you have, I don't have time to play with you."

Shocked by An Nuannuan's actions, Zhao Cheng and the others finally came back to their senses, rushed forward, and picked up Jing Jiu who was on the ground.

Then Zhao Cheng turned around and looked at An Nuannuan gratefully and said, "Miss, aren't you Japanese? Thank you just now."

Hearing Zhao Cheng mention the Japanese again, An Nuannuan felt a strong feeling of disgust. Based on this emotion, An Nuannuan judged that the original owner was a Chinese.

"I'm also from China, but..."

She spoke confidently and said that she was from Huaxia, and she was about to find out what was wrong with them, but Jing Jiu, who had just recovered, lifted her foot and kicked Zhao Cheng's ass fiercely.

Zhao Cheng was unprepared, and rushed directly to An Nuannuan. An Nuannuan was bumped by Zhao Cheng, and the back of her head hit the iron pillar of the guardrail behind her heavily.

An Nuannuan felt dizzy for a while, her mind went blank, and then she felt being led into the unknown darkness by a force.

When Zhao Cheng rushed towards An Nuannuan, his feet slipped again and he fell directly out of the guardrail. He subconsciously wanted to grab the guardrail, but he made a mistake and dragged An Nuannuan off the boat.

When An Nuannuan regained consciousness again, she only felt that her head was about to split open, and a lot of information poured into her mind. Under such torture, An Nuannuan resisted for more than two hours. The pain of this kind of avatar cracking gradually eased.

Slowly opening her eyes, An Nuannuan stared at the pink gauze above in confusion.

"Miss, you are awake, is there any discomfort in your body?"

At this moment, a gentle, sweet and caring question sounded in my ears.

Hearing this voice, An Nuannuan felt a chill all over her body and froze unconsciously. She didn't even dare to turn her head to look at the owner of the voice. This voice was too familiar. It was Keiko Yamamoto, that terrible woman.

"What's wrong with you? Why is the temperature on your body so low?" The girl beside the bed stretched out her hand in concern, covering An Nuannuan's forehead, and said softly.

She was wearing a cherry pink suit embroidered with a butterfly pattern, her facial features were obviously gorgeous, but she was dressed delicately, and her strong girlish atmosphere blended strangely with the gorgeous charm of her body.

The girl has straight hair with a shawl, flowing into the sea, half a bunch of hair, and wearing a pink bow headdress.

At this moment, in her big bright eyes, she looked at An Nuannuan with concern.

"Thank you, I'm fine, it's just, it's just that I don't remember who I am, what's my name, and where do I live?" An Nuannuan, who was almost controlled by fear, pulled up a burst of courage, turned her head slowly, and walked towards the bed The young girl looked at it, even though she was mentally prepared, when she saw this face, her breath was still uncontrollably suffocated.

There was even a strong fear in his eyes.

"When we rescued you from the sea, you had an obvious wound on the back of your head. The doctor checked you, and your head was hit hard. This may be the reason, which caused you to lose your memory, but don't be afraid. None of us are bad people."

Keiko Yamamoto could clearly see the fear in An Nuannuan's eyes, but because An Nuannuan said before that she didn't remember anything, and the doctor also said that the girl's head was seriously injured, even if she woke up, there might be something Don't remember, or be a fool.

(End of this chapter)