The president called me my wife after losing his memory

Ji Li just casually said yesterday that he wanted to go to university to see cherry blossoms when Zhao Ying asked where he wanted to go for vacation, and they sat on the plane to W City today.

Is this the overlord's super power of action?

Ji Liguan stewardess asked for a blanket, unfolded it, and covered the sleeping Zhao Ying, took a book by himself, and quietly flipped through it, he was reading "Nietzsche's Poems", and he was reading that one "From the High Mountain":

"Now the world laughs, the dreadful veil is torn,

Light and darkness were married..."

Ji Li turned his head, and his eyes fell on Zhao Ying. Zhao Ying gently leaned his head on Ji Li's shoulder. His golden hair was exceptionally beautiful. He slept very quietly. Occasionally, his body would move slightly, and his shape was beautiful. The good lips parted slightly, and the fiery breath swayed in the air.

Ji Li hooked his lips, afraid that he would wake him up, so he became extra cautious in every move, and even the movement of turning the book became much gentler.

The thin paper reveals a faint fragrance of ink, and the years are quiet.

Leisurely and secure.

When the book turned to page No.90, he didn't have time to read the content of the poem, so he only remembered that it was called "My Rose".

Zhao Ying's hand rested lightly on his leg, the position was a little awkward, and if he went up a little bit, he would touch a strange place.

Ji Li closed the book, not daring to move any more.

All of a sudden, he couldn't tell if he was afraid of waking Zhao Ying up, or if he was more afraid of losing his composure in public.

At this moment, Zhao Ying slowly opened his eyes and raised his head, but he did not change the position of his hands. His eyes were so careless, and he smiled softly, with a bit of teasing in his laughter.

Ji Li naturally understood what he meant, and berated him in a low voice as a warning:

"Zhao Ying, don't make trouble! This is a public place!"

Ji Li frowned, but the blush on his face made his reprimands ineffective, and instead made Zhao Ying push his feet.

"Okay, I won't make trouble~ I'm a good boy, and I won't do things that Jinjiang doesn't allow."

Zhao Ying put his head on Ji Li's shoulder again, gently held his hand with his big hand, and reached into the blanket.

Feeling the same hot temperature, Ji Li looked at Zhao Ying in shock.

The corner of Zhao Ying's mouth curled up, and he said in a low voice:

"'Guns and Roses are always there for you."

Zhao Ying gave half of the blanket on his body to Ji Li and helped him cover it, but he didn't take his hands away again. Ji Li trembled and couldn't help bowing:

"Zhao Ying! Don't mess around!"

Zhao Ying lowered his voice, leaned against his ear, and gently bit his ear:

"Baby, don't make a sound, you will be heard by others."

At an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, there are hundreds of people on this passenger plane. In this huge sky cage, he and he are the accomplices who stole the passion and excitement.

The stewardess pushed the cart and began to pour water for the guests. The sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground was getting closer, and Ji Li became more and more nervous. He knew very well that it was not suitable for him to appear in front of outsiders at this time.

"Excuse me, what kind of drink do you need? We have coffee, tea, cola..."

The flight attendant's voice sounded from behind, and seeing that she was about to walk over, Ji Li quickly buried her head on Zhao Ying's shoulder, pretending to be asleep.

"Please give me a glass of water."

After the stewardess finished asking, Zhao Ying replied with a smile, he looked at Ji Li who was buried on his shoulder, and curled his mouth:

"The gentleman next to me should be asleep, so don't disturb him for now."

He said not to disturb, but the hand under the blanket disturbed without a trace, Ji Li was startled by his sudden attack, and his body began to tremble again.

Fortunately, the flight attendant didn't notice anything unusual, and pushed the car away.

It wasn't until she walked away that Ji Li opened his eyes and gave Zhao Ying a hard look, as if he was still angry, he raised his hand and knocked hard on the blond-haired head to express his dissatisfaction.

Although Zhao Ying brought him a different experience, he has always followed the rules and couldn't quickly accept that he did such a thing.Would it be too immoral?As a man, he does occasionally have strange fantasies, but he is still a little timid to put them into practice.

The change of concept is not a short-term thing.He is really crazy, and he followed Zhao Ying to mess around on the plane. For a long time, when he took the plane, he might have to recall today's scene, right?

"Sorry."

After being hammered, Zhao Ying stuck out his tongue towards Ji Li, playful and cute, he said apologetic words, but on his face was an expression that I would dare to do next time:

"I'll just make it up to you."

Ji Li was at a loss. He didn't know what Zhao Ying's compensation was until ten minutes before the plane landed.

Before the plane landed, all the lights in the cabin were turned off, and the space was tight and dark.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Ying's movements became more and more bold. He turned his head to face Ji Li, pinched his chin with his hands, and kissed him gently.

This kiss was long and ambiguous. In the darkness, Ji Li's sense of touch was infinitely magnified, and he could clearly feel the softness of those lips.

Breathing becomes heavy.

Zhao Ying let go of him lightly, bent down, and actually got into the blanket.

Ji Li suddenly felt like he was floating in the sea like a small boat. His small boat couldn't withstand strong winds and waves, but unfortunately encountered a storm.He couldn't continue sailing, so he could only resign himself to fate and feel the hand of fate, but at this moment, the hand controlling him did not belong to fate, but to Zhao Ying.

The moment before the plane landed, he finally released himself, his mind went blank, but he remembered a sentence he had just stumbled across in a book——

"His excessive happiness is his misery,

His overflowing light flows into your darkness. "

Only then did Zhao Ying lift his body up, staring at Ji Li with burning eyes, with a faint smile on his face.He obviously made a swallowing movement, and licked his lips with unsatisfactory words:

"thanks for treatment."

He actually swallowed those... all? !

Ji Li looked at Zhao Ying in disbelief, but the other party looked calm, leaning on his shoulder affectionately:

"Uncle Ji, get off the plane."

Finally... off the plane.

Ji Li squeezed his sweat.

But what bothered him the most was——

It took less than ten minutes from turning off the lights in the cabin to the time the plane landed. How could he have shot so quickly?Is it a little too fast?Could it be because of Zhao Ying's superb technique?

He was in a complicated mood. Just as he was about to stand up, his legs softened unexpectedly. Fortunately, Zhao Ying quickly caught him.

He actually...

Ji Li was deeply ashamed, and without saying a word to Zhao Ying, she took her luggage and got off the plane sullenly.

It happened to be in the evening when we got off the plane. The two of them packed their luggage and found a famous local snack street, intending to fill their stomachs while shopping.

This is a city surrounded by cherry blossoms. There are cherry blossom trees everywhere on both sides of the street, which add pink romance to the city. When a gust of wind blows, the petals flutter with the wind. Under the night sky, the petals are as conspicuous as snowflakes, with a faint Fragrant, refreshing.

Zhao Ying hooked Gou Jili's hand with his little finger, and the smile on his face was comparable to that of a flower petal.

"The wind blows so comfortably."

His eyes were squinted by the wind, his soft hair fluttered with the wind, his voice melted into the warm spring wind, and drifted into Ji Li's ears:

"Just like you."

Ji Li stuffed the freshly bought bean curd into his mouth, turned his head away in embarrassment, there was an old deer bumping in his heart, the wind blew his magnificent hair, but it was not as disturbing as his heart.

It's such a provocative little thing, could it be that the love talk skill was given priority when it was born.

Zhao Ying chewed the bean curds in his mouth. The ones that had been fed seemed to taste more delicious. It was so delicious that he wanted to run back and buy another bowl.

But he also knew that it was not because of the bean curd that it was delicious, nor was it because of the refreshing spring breeze.

All good things come from the person around me.

He approached Ji Li shamelessly, and was very close to Ji Li, so close that if he didn't control it, he would impulsively kiss her.

"Uncle Ji, why do you like to be shy so much? How can I say I love you every day and night if you are so shy."

"Then don't say it."

Ji Li also took a bite of the bean curd herself, using the convenient chopsticks that Zhao Ying used, which is environmentally friendly.

"I don't."

Zhao Ying stuck out his tongue at him:

"Baby, do you know the white bear effect? ​​The more people are told not to do or remember things, the more they tend to do and remember. If you don't let me say it, I will say it, every day, every day. You're not ashamed."

"I love you~I love you~I~love~you~yo~" After he finished speaking, he put his hands on Ji Li's shoulders, looking at the bean curd in the paper bowl waiting to be fed:

"Uncle Ji, give me another bite~"

Ji Li glanced at him, and brought the bean curd to his mouth. When he was about to bite, he withdrew his hand and put it in his mouth.

Zhao Ying gritted his teeth, knocked his upper teeth and lower teeth, and the sound was not low.

He pouted in dissatisfaction:

"Uncle Ji!"

"Didn't you say the white bear effect? ​​I'm being affected by the white bear effect right now."

He smiled and twisted Zhao Ying's nose, took another piece and handed it to Zhao Ying, then repeated the trick, withdrew his hand at the last moment and put it in his own mouth.

"Uncle Ji, you are good or bad."

Before Ji Li had time to chew what Ji Li put in his mouth, Zhao Ying pressed his lips against it and snatched the piece of bean curd.

Zhao Ying chewed contentedly, wiped the corners of his mouth, and kept staring at Ji Li's lips:

"It's delicious." He punned.

In a backstreet away from crowds and hustle and bustle, in a dark corner.

The breeze blows, carrying the falling petals of cherry blossoms, and the air is sweet.

They are kissing.

The bustling crowd has nothing to do with them, they are only immersed in each other's warmth.

The spring breeze witnesses this deep love.

The street lamps on the side of the street shone on the two people, stretching their shadows very long.