The real young master rolls over after pretending to have amnesia

"I, I'm going to the bathroom."

Amnesia still had to be feigned, but right now, in order to escape this awkward atmosphere, Wen Qing had no choice but to urinate on the spot.

Help!What crime did he do to sit there and listen to Liao Yuan open his eyes and make up nonsense!

Wen Qing was a little autistic, and locked herself in the bathroom in a daze, but her face was blushing because of the "husband" just now.

He fanned the heat on his face with his hand, what did Liao Yuan mean by that, he knew he had lost his memory, so he didn't intend to refuse the marriage, did he?Did Liao Yuan fall in love with him so early?

In the past, he didn't have much contact with Liao Yuan. The time he became acquainted was after he was kicked out of the house by his parents. His……

There are thousands of calculations, but Liao Yuan's actions are not within the scope of his plan.But now, he has to pretend that he has amnesia, otherwise his plan after rebirth will be completely disrupted if the matter is revealed.

He can't repeat the same mistakes, and he has to take the overall situation into consideration, so now he has only one choice, which is to cooperate with Liao Yuan's performance and turn a blind eye.

Wen Qing didn't even take off her pants, she just sat on the toilet thinking about it.

Sitting on the bed at the moment, Liao Yuan pulled out the conspicuous red cloth from the quilt. After seeing what it was, he was stunned for a moment, and then stuffed it back.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qing still has such a hobby, why didn't he notice it in the past?

Liao Yuan straightened his collar, stood up and knocked on the bathroom door: "Why haven't you come out yet? Do you need me to help you?"

Wen Qing's complexion is not very good, what can I help him?Help him hold it?He is already very troubled by things that are not planned.

Wen Qing had no choice but to say in a sweet voice, "Well, I'll come out right away."

Very nice.

The smile in Liao Yuan's eyes deepened a bit, but if he wanted to confirm his guess, he might need to do something more extreme.

He cast his eyes on the elk three-piece suit, and the outline of the plan suddenly appeared in his head.

You can't stay in the bathroom for too long, or it will make Liao Yuan suspicious. Wen Qing felt a little guilty, even though she didn't go to the bathroom, she still pressed the flush button on purpose.

He couldn't hold back his emotions, frowned slightly, and pressed down the doorknob of the bathroom.

Liao Yuan is really... such a scheming 1.

Wen Qing didn't raise her head, and went straight out, but she didn't expect that just as she took a step, she suddenly bumped into someone else's arms.

Liao Yuan was standing at the door at the moment, hugging him tightly, and resting his chin lightly on his hair, his voice was hoarse and even a little trembling: "Do you know how much I miss you."

The familiar body temperature passed through the fabric, and Wen Qing froze in place, letting Liao Yuan hug her.

The unhappiness just now disappeared suddenly.

He thought of the past again. Liao Yuan once said that he would help him clear his grievances and wait for him to be released from prison.

When we can meet in the sun, we must hold him in our arms.

At this moment, Wen Qing was like a deflated ball, heaved a long sigh in his heart, then slowly raised his hand, and also wrapped his arms around the opponent's waist.

There is no way, he really wants to hug him.

Leaning on Liao Yuan's chest, he could hear his heartbeat gradually accelerating.

Why are you still so stupid, knowing that he has lost his memory, but still want to be with him.

He didn't want Liao Yuan to follow him to make the same mistakes, but he didn't want to hurt Liao Yuan again.

In fact, imagine that if he and Liao Yuan were really married, there seemed to be nothing unacceptable.

Liao Yuan really didn't expect that his hug would be responded to. When Wen Qing stretched out his hand, his heart trembled.

He shouldn't doubt whether Wen Qing's amnesia is true or not, but this is completely contrary to what happened before.

Liao Yuan remembered that during this time, Wen Qing had a dispute with the fake young master Wen Ze. The other party intentionally provoked Wen Qing, and then used bitter tricks under the eyes of his parents to frame Wen Qing, saying that Wen Qing pushed him. .

At that time, Wen Qing was not favored by her parents. When this incident happened, her parents were disappointed, and she was even shut up at home to think about her mistakes.

Instead of being like this...

The current Wen Qing rolled down the stairs and even lost his memory. Not only did he not think about it behind closed doors, even Wen Shaohua began to feel sorry for him.

All kinds of contradictions had to make Liao Yuan doubt the authenticity of this matter. He came to see Wen Qing today, and he also wanted to test this matter.

If Wen Qing hadn't lost his memory, he definitely wouldn't have hugged him like he is now. After all, Wen Qing in the past hated their marriage so much, he was full of eyes for another person, and had no place for him.

He knew Wen Qing's temper, and he couldn't tolerate things he didn't like for a moment, and this also included him, Liao Yuan.

Liao Yuan stared at the soft hair on Wen Qing's head, his thoughts were heavy and complicated. It is impossible that Wen Qing, like him, was reborn, right?

As soon as the thought came to him, he laughed at himself. This is absolutely impossible. He couldn't believe that he could be reborn, not to mention how such a small probability could happen twice at the same time.If you think about it like this, wouldn't it be as cheap as the Chinese cabbage sold in the market in the future?

Wen Qing didn't dislike her physical contact, and even got a response... If Wen Qing didn't really lose her memory, then it was because her acting skills were great.

"Liao Yuan, I can't breathe because of you." Wen Qing blushed, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Liao Yuan quickly let go of his hand, and brushed the broken hair from Wen Qing's ear with a smile: "What? You used to like me to hold you like this."

The slight tingling sensation coming from the tips of her ears made Wen Qing jump her feet angrily, and half of her neck turned red: "I don't like it! Besides, I can't remember it!"

Don't think he doesn't know, you scheming man, you're talking nonsense!

He just cooperated a little, and started pushing his nose on his face!

Wen Qing was ashamed and annoyed, but she only dared to yell in her heart, she didn't dare to show it on the surface.

Liao Yuan observed the expression on his face, but didn't find any look of disgust. Seeing that Wen Qing was about to leave, he quickly grabbed Wen Qing's arm again: "I really don't remember?"

Wen Qing felt that things were not going well, he stared at the quilt on the hospital bed, fuck... when was this lifted? !

"But I remember last Christmas, you were still dressed as a little elk, calling for your husband, and pestering me..." Liao Yuan deliberately lowered his voice, with a touch of fascination, he pulled Wen Qing's shoulder, let Wen Qing turned to him, "All night."

Wen Qing, who really, really, didn't know him at all last year: "!"

"Hey, that's good, I don't remember anything." Liao Yuan pretended sadly, then lowered his body, the gushing breath fell on Wen Qing's sensitive earlobe, and his eyes turned not far away "Then why not, let's... look for memories?"

The expression on Wen Qing's face began to twist where Liao Yuan couldn't see.

Hold back, you must hold back, hold back a knife on the head.

"Don't you want to look for memories?" Liao Yuan took his hand and said persuasively, "I have prepared all the clothes for you, try them on and let me have a look."

Liao Yuan's so-called prepared clothes are just the little elk he hid under the quilt.

Not to mention that he secretly took this person away, he even beat him up and fabricated it up.

Your uncle's Liao Yuan!Don't put your nose on your face!

Wen Qing dared not speak out, but her smile was brighter than a flower, but she gritted her teeth and squeezed out every word: "That, good, ah."

What a fart!

Liao Yuan stuffed the shady thing into his hand, and asked Wen Qing to change clothes. When the door was closed, the other party was still outside the door, and said in a cheerful voice: "Don't forget to bring the card."

Wen Qing wanted to grit her teeth: "Got it!"

The very innocent elk suit was beaten by him twice to vent his anger, look, let you see enough, it is best to grow the eye of a needle tomorrow.

Wen Qing was changing clothes in the toilet, while Liao Yuan was lying on the accompanying bed very leisurely, flipping through the medical magazines on the bedside.

It took a long time to change the clothes, but Liao Yuan was not in a hurry, he was patiently waiting for the other party.

After about ten minutes, the bathroom door was finally pushed open.

Wen Qing came out angrily, pulled the hairpin of the elk on her head, and the tail of the elk behind her: "It's not pretty at all, it's so ugly, I want to take it off."

What does it look like, and who invented this kind of clothing?Can you get rich by saving some fabric? !

And Liao Yuan didn't speak, lying on the bed with his long legs crossed, propping his head, staring at him intently, his gaze was so hot that it almost burned the few pieces of cloth left on Wen Qing's body.

Wen Qing frowned, avoiding the other party's scorching gaze, wishing she could put on a down jacket on the spot during the scorching heat, preferably wrapped like that Michelin tire.

He swears that even in his previous life, this life, this is the most awkward time he has ever had.

"You... Don't watch it, don't watch it!" Wen Qing was a little anxious.

Why didn't this man speak, and just stared at him endlessly?

Wen Qing was so angry that he wanted to jump, he knew that he was ugly like this, and it was all his fault that Liao Yuan made him wear this kind of thing like a madman.

Liao Yuan's eyes seemed to grow on his body, Wen Qing couldn't stand those eyes, turned around and was about to go back to the toilet, and pulled off his clothes.

But who knew that just as he was about to push the door open, Liao Yuan got out of bed at some point, grabbed his wrist, and brought him to him.

Wen Qing pressed his back against the glass window, and was blocked by Liao Yuan in front of him again. His face was burning hot, and his head almost fell into the ground: "It's not good-looking, I don't want to wear it, you go away, I'm going to replace it."

Liao Yuan pressed his arm, so close to Wen Qing, he lowered his head, and carefully discerned the expression on Wen Qing's face at the moment.

No dislike, no resistance.

Liao Yuan believed that if Wen Qing had fake amnesia, she would definitely not accept such an excessive request from herself.No matter how good her acting skills were, those two blushes on her face couldn't fool anyone.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the ward: "Is anyone there? We are from the restaurant downstairs. Let's distribute the leaflets."

There were constant knocks on the door.

Wen Qing raised her head and shrank nervously into Liao Yuan's arms.

"What are you doing!" Wen Qing only dared to speak in a low voice, for fear that someone outside the door would suddenly come in and see their scene, "Quick, let me go..."

Liao Yuan was staring at him absent-mindedly at this moment, completely unable to hear what Wen Qing said, the elk outfit was reflected in his eyes, as if a fire of depression was burning.

Liao Yuan didn't intend to let go of him, but pulled out an arm, and pulled the curtain shut with a "shua", completely blocking the two of them inside.

"you!"

Before Wen Qing finished speaking, suddenly, a gentle and restrained kiss fell on Wen Qing's forehead.

Wen Qing's eyes widened, and the second half of the sentence was too weak to hear: "What do you want to do?"

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