He took the bamboo pole and picked up the drowning girl.

It was pouring rain on the lake.

Nan Baoyi hurriedly got into the Wu Peng boat cabin and sneezed twice with her wet body.

Xiao Yi knelt and sat on a mat woven by reeds. The more she looked, the more familiar she became.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the girl's lacquer hair that was blocking her cheek.

Under the glazed lights, the young girl had small eyebrows and Danfeng eyes.

He is extremely familiar.

However, the delicate and tender face now has more traces of burns, which is very scary in the rainy night.

"Nan Jiaojiao..."

Xiao Yi's face slightly condensed.

There is no exactly the same leaves in the world, and it is impossible for people with the same appearance to exist.

This girl with burned cheeks is Nan Jiaojiao...

She was so down and out like this!

Shen Jiang, what did you do to her? !

Nan Baoyi was shivering, and noticed that Chuanzhong Langjun looked strange.

He stared at her face without blinking, his eyes gradually reddening, and he even reached out his hand to caress her burned cheek like a lover.

In the long night, the rain is pouring, the boats on the lake, the lonely men and women, the atmosphere is ambiguous.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Lang Jun's white and slender hands.

He must have regarded her as a noble lady on the boat, he is seduce her!

But she is such a clean and self-conscious girl!

She wouldn't touch this kind of duck!

Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth and glanced at Lang Jun's beauty again. Somehow, the full of anger quietly turned into tenderness, and the scolding that should have been blurted out turned into a shameful questioning: "You must get it overnight. How much money? Do you think I can pay?"

Xiao Yi: "..."

After a moment of silence, his face was expressionless: "Are you stupid?"

Before Nan Baoyi could speak, he saw her soaked and feared that she would catch the wind and cold, so he took the initiative to untie her skirt belt: "If you have anything to say later, the top priority is to change your clothes first."

Nan Baoyi was dumbfounded.

Lang Jun is so urgent that he doesn't even want foreplay!

She bowed her head and watched Lang Jun untie her skirt tie.

She was wearing a sky-bicolor gauze skirt, Lang Jun's fingertips were slender and gentle, and the lights glowed with bright white, like a yushu in the cold smoke cage, flying up and down with the green lace, very seductive.

Nan Baoyi couldn't help but sigh, after all, he is a young girl who has experienced many battles, even the skirt belt is so skillfully untie!

Such a skilled young man is afraid that it is expensive.

I don't know whether it is charged by the hour or by the frequency.

Tonight, she is afraid that she will ruin her family...

Xiao Yi took off her skirt.

The little girl's obscene clothes were also wet by the lake.

He seriously said: "You come by yourself or me?"

Nan Baoyi has always been an enjoyable temperament.

She is shy: "Then you should come, you are more familiar."

Xiao Yi: "..."

I always feel that something is wrong.

Why did the little girl look shy and shy when she changed her clothes because she was afraid that she would catch the cold?

However, time is running out, he did not think deeply, and acted extremely quickly to untie her.

He turned around, opened the cage, and pulled out his silk shirt from inside.

Just about to put it on for her, I saw the little girl lying on the woven mat generously.

Dan Feng's eyes were three-pointers scared and seven-pointers looking forward, looking at him brightly.

She said softly: "I quarreled with my sister and ran out secretly. I, I'm still Yunying's unmarried daughter, so be merciful and be gentle."

Xiao Yi: "..."

Yunying is unmarried?

At this time, he was convinced that there was a problem with Nan Jiaojiao's mind.

She can't remember him.

I'm afraid, I can't remember her past.

The "elder sister" in her mouth should be Nan Yan who came to Chang'an with her all the way. The two sisters have always gone to Chang'an to death and life, and they can walk to Chang'an safely, which proves that Nan Yan also has a problem. I am afraid that she has also lost her memory.

Xiao Yi grasped Zhongyi's hand tightly and tightly.

He was afraid that she would catch the wind and cold, so he threw the shirt to her first, and said in a deep voice, "Put it on."

Nan Baoyi was bagged by Zhongyi.

She sat up, put on her clothes, and asked with a blushing face: "You don't want to serve me? Do you look down on me? Although I am not rich and ugly, but I am an innocent girl anyhow, you are just a little girl. Son, how can you—"

Xiao Yi raised his index finger and pressed it to the girl's lips.

Nan Baoyi was startled.

On Lang Jun's fingertips, the scent of mountains and rivers lingered.

It's her familiar taste...

"Nan Jiaojiao, can't you remember the past?"

Xiao Yi lowered his eyes and looked at her.

Although the little girl is not short, putting on his clothes still looks like a child stole the clothes of an adult, making her extra petite and thin.

During the period from Shengjing to Dayong, she really suffered.

Nan Baoyi rolled up her long sleeves.

She gave Xiao Yi a jealous look: "You call me, Nan Jiaojiao? Do you know me?"

The sleeve tube was rolled up, her wrists were white and slender, and she could see the lingding bone knots and light blue blood vessels.

Xiao Yichen held her wrist and stroked her pale pink nails. The fine jewels and pearls on the nails were gone, and even the deep and shallow Dankou was mostly faded.

He solemnly said: "This Dan Kou, I once infected you with it."

Nan Baoyi was surprised.

Dan Feng's eyes opened more rounded, she tentatively said: "Are you the brother in my family?!"

Xiao Yi sank his face: "I am your husband!"

Nan Baoyi: "..."

Amazing!

She has a husband who came out to be a duck!

She quickly withdrew her hand, and had already made up a big show:

The husband became a duck for the sake of prosperity and wealth, and abandoned her alone!

Fearing that she would prevent him from making money, she cruelly sold her and her sister to Shengjing!

Xiao Yi's eyebrows jumped: "What is your expression?!"

Nan Baoyi recovered.

With the brain replenishing the brain replenishing, she couldn't directly believe in this man who suddenly appeared.

She hugged a soft pillow and stood guard in front of her, her eyebrows coldly met: "You said you are my husband, what proof do you have?"

"On your left hip, there is a sesame-sized cinnabar mole."

Xiao Yi didn't even hesitate, so he said it directly.

Nan Baoyi's face was blushing, and she hurriedly covered her ass.

That cinnabar mole is so secretive, how did this man know?

Is he really her husband?

Nan Baoyi lowered his head, dark light flashed across his pupils.

She is not stupid, only a cinnabar mole can only prove that the man knows her, and it is possible that she has the birthmark inquired from her close relatives.

But whether it is a husband or not is not necessarily.

She pretended to be innocent, and said, "I only remember that I was involved in an explosion, and then I can't remember anything. Since you are my husband, where is my home? What other relatives are there? We have children Why am I in Shengjing thousands of miles away?"

Xiao Yi was about to answer her truthfully, but suddenly stopped.

The Nan family already hated him, if they saw Nan Jiaojiao disfigured and amnesia, they would hate him even more.

In addition, he and Nan Jiaojiao no longer have a marriage relationship. With the means and determination of Nan Jiaojiao, she will definitely choose another husband and son for her and promise her to a man with a simple family background.

Now that Nan Jiaojiao didn't love him before, she would abandon him without hesitation.

A sense of crisis rose in Xiao Yi's heart.

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