The real young master rolls over after pretending to have amnesia

After Wen Qing said that sentence, he obviously saw Liao Yuan's eyes light up for a moment.

However, at that time, he didn't delve into the meaning of it, and he didn't know how happy Liao Yuan was because he said "I don't hate it".Of course, the greater the joy, the greater the disappointment. The next morning, Wen Qing deprived him of his joy.

Because Wen Qing bought a new bottle of Coke and put it on Liao Yuan's bedside, and wrote a note on the table to express his apology for last night.

Liao Yuan didn't even know whether he should be more disappointed or more happy.Wen Qing didn't understand at all that last night he called his name because he wanted to miss him with lust.

Wen Qing didn't know anything. If he knew his unsophisticated purpose, he would definitely hate him, but because Wen Qing didn't understand, such a result didn't happen. In fact, this is obviously something to be happy about, but Liao But Yuan couldn't be happy at all, and he was listless for several days.

At that time, Wen Qing really scratched his head and couldn't think that it was because of a bottle of Coke that he pushed Liao Yuan into such a mess.

Now Wen Qing smiled and looked towards the bathroom.

Some sighs and doubts are inevitable, so why did Liao Yuan become what he is today?

Maybe it has a lot to do with his faking amnesia. This man secretly liked him for so long, and when he found out that he had lost his memory, he began to make up some past stories so that he could taste some unwarranted sweetness for himself.

Wen Qing sighed softly, it used to be unfounded, but now it won't be.

Wen Qing had a thought in his mind, he put on his slippers, walked to Liao Yuan's bathroom door as he did in his previous life, and knocked on the glass door: "Liao Yuan."

He called the other party's name. Liao Yuan hadn't solved the fire he started in the middle of the night, but fortunately, he was not completely out of control by Wen Qing's scare like before.

Liao Yuan opened the door, and before he could see anything clearly, he felt a warm and soft body rushing towards him.

Liao Yuan was stunned, and the expression on his face was frozen for a second: "Xiaoqing, I'm wet."

Wen Qing didn't care about that, on the contrary, he was a little worried that Liao Yuan would freeze when he opened the door to take a shower, so he squeezed into the bathroom himself, and closed the bathroom door behind his back.

Now that he has been given the regret medicine, some things really should be re-acted.

Wen Qing blushed, and dropped the silk pajamas, revealing her pearly white shoulders, then lowered her body and squatted halfway beside Liao Yuan's legs. With a blushing face, she looked up at Liao Yuan: "I will help you!" Bar."

Liao Yuan's breathing tightened, his muscles tensed, and his eyes were full of Wen Qing's appearance.

In fact, Liao Yuan himself was the most nervous one every time the two had some close contact. Wen Qing didn't even know how long he had been waiting for such a situation.

It is true that Wen Qing can't remember clearly when she was a child, but Liao Yuan remembers everything clearly, and it has even become an obsession for so many years.

In this kind of matter, his calmness and sophistication, frankly speaking, are all pretending.Falling short of success is his essence, and pious appearance has become a shield instead.

Liao Yuan rolled his Adam's apple, and in order to cover up the tension in his heart, his arms stretched out with blue veins.But as usual, he smiled calmly: "Of course that's good, Xiaoqing."

In fact, the changed tone of depressive panting has exposed him for a long time, but Wen Qing is ignorant of these things, and only Liao Yuan knows it.

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Wen Qing didn't suffer from insomnia today because she came to Liao Yuan's house, but her sleeping time was taken up a large part because of tossing around in the middle of the night.

He was so sleepy in the morning that he couldn't get out of bed, and he even forgot about getting up early and going home to cover up the fact that he secretly met his "fromfable" in the middle of the night.

Liao Yuan woke up very early, but for Wen Qing's hard-to-get dependence, he was really reluctant to get out of bed and get up.

So he stayed with Wen Qing and lay down until almost noon.

Wen Qing slept well, and the insomnia these days has finally improved, and even the marks of dark circles under the eyes have become very light, and it is impossible to see it unless you look carefully.

When he woke up, he was startled to realize that it was already daylight, so he stood up suddenly and howled, "What time is it!"

Liao Yuan told him, "It's ten forty."

Wen Qing was so sad that she woke up instantly: "It's over, I didn't go home all night, my grandma must have gone crazy looking for me."

Wen Qing picked up the phone, just when he was complaining about being locked up at home at the age of 20, when he turned on the phone, half of the missed calls that he imagined disappeared.

Liao Yuan rested his head on his wife's leg and said wearily, "No, I didn't hear your phone ringing."

Wen Qing's throat choked up for a moment. It's true that no one called him, but it shouldn't be!

Why can his grandma rest assured that he will not return at night? !

As a baby boy, Wen Qing hurriedly called the other party, but Wang Jieying chatted with him in a leisurely manner, and even at the end of the phone call, he told him to pay attention to his health when he was young, and not to make too much trouble with Liao Yuan. Night.

Although the hands-free was not on, Liao Yuan could hear the conversation between the two due to the tight distance.

He looked up at Wen Qing, and saw his wife's ears were red, knowing that it was Wen Xiaoqing, he felt embarrassed again.

Wen Qing couldn't tell what it was like, his grandma had already guessed that he was the little lover who had a tryst in the middle of the night, but he was still thinking about it for a long time.

That's right, his grandma is very shrewd, besides, this kind of thing is not something that can only be guessed by a shrewd mind.

But he really didn't do anything with Liao Yuan! ! !

Wen Qing lowered his head and saw the tooth marks on Liao Yuan's collarbone, which he bit out last night...

Well, except for the last step, what should be done has been done, and it is not considered as the old lady slandering him.

"It's so late, why didn't you go to the company?" Wen Qing didn't understand.

"My wife has already slept with me in her arms. How dare I miss this opportunity." Liao Yuan completely became a fool who didn't want to go to court early. Anyway, today is a rest day, so he decided to take a vacation for himself.

The last time when both of them were free was the last time...

Wen Qing remembered what Liao Yuan said to him last night. The other party told him that he wanted to marry him early.

After a thought, Wen Qing came up with an idea. He wrapped his fingertips around Liao Yuan's hair: "How about..."

Liao Yuan: "What?"

Wen Qing: "How about! Let's try on the wedding dress!"

Liao Yuan narrowed his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips, and repeated the key words: "Wedding dress?"

After finishing speaking, Wen Qing immediately realized that she had made a mistake, but then slapped Liao Yuan on the chest: "No! It's the wedding dress!!!"

Liao Yuan continued to laugh, with a weak smile: "Actually, the wedding dress is pretty good."

"Say it again!" Wen Qing lifted the man from his lap, "Are you going? Don't pull him down."

Liao Yuan accepted it as soon as he saw it, knowing that Wen Xiaoqing of his family could not wear any wedding dress, so he immediately changed his mind: "Go, definitely go."

Although generally the man's dress is a suit, but because the number of male and female partners is increasing, many bridal shops also prepare a lot of ready-made suits for men to choose from.

Wen Qing didn't even think about renting one at a bridal shop, he also thought it would be better if it was customized.But if you want to experience the sense of ritual, it must be good.

Wen Qing doesn't like makeup. In fact, even if he doesn't wear makeup, it's as if he has his own makeup.

They went today. This is already considered a very high-end bridal shop. Even the makeup artists are very expensive, and even celebrity makeup artists are resident here.

But Wen Qing's foundation is so good that she doesn't need to apply it at all.The makeup artist has been busy for a long time, and she actually feels that Wen Qing looks more natural and beautiful when she doesn't wear makeup, like that kind of natural feeling that is not much more, but not much less.

A staff member helped Wen Qing try on a few suits, but suits are very personal, and without a suit that fits well, the effect cannot be regarded as the best.

Wen Qing thought it was quite interesting, and changed many sets again and again.

It's just that he occasionally wears formal clothes. Besides, when Liao Yuan is at work, he never leaves his suits, and the closet is full of the other party's customization.Good-looking is good-looking, but there is not much freshness.

The two wandered around and were about to go back, but they were stopped by the make-up artist, who grabbed Wen Qing abruptly: "Well...do you have anything else to do soon?"

Wen Qing and Liao Yuan looked at each other, then shook their heads at the makeup artist: "No, what's wrong?"

"If there is nothing else, why don't I repaint you makeup!"

Wen Qing: "Huh? Okay...ah."

Liao Yuan happened to answer the phone at this time, and saw that it was another work matter, and his brows were disturbed with irritability.

Wen Qing said: "Go ahead, what if there is something important at work? Anyway, I'm putting on makeup, and there's nothing else to do."

Liao Yuan felt that his wife was really considerate, even though she was reluctant to answer the phone now, she had no choice but to go to the cooking work, thinking about finishing it quickly and coming back.

But this phone call lasted half an hour, and when Liao Yuan came back, he couldn't even see Wen Qing.

A staff member reminded him: "Ah, drink some water first, Mr. Wen has gone to change clothes, and he will come out soon."

It is said that not seeing each other every day is like three autumns. If Liao Yuan hasn't seen each other for half an hour, it feels like a quarter has already passed.

"A locker room?" Liao Yuan asked.

"It's the innermost one." The staff replied.

Without even thinking about it, Liao Yuan raised his foot and walked towards the direction pointed by the staff. There was a curtain facing him, and Liao Yuan could hear Wen Qing talking with someone.

"This set is newly shipped. No one has worn it before. I just thought you should be very suitable. It's really beautiful."

Wen Qing: "But this hair doesn't seem very comfortable, it feels a bit... weird, and the makeup is too heavy."

Liao Yuan lifted the curtain in front of him, and Wen Qing also looked sideways at the sound.

The makeup artist was retorting seriously: "How come, it's not surprising at all. If you don't believe me, ask your boyfriend to help you take a look."

The boyfriend mentioned by the makeup artist was standing not far from them at the moment, still holding the movement of opening the curtain.

And Wen Qing was wearing a phoenix coronet cloak specially improved for men. He was wearing a red dress like fire at this time, and the long hem had been dragging for several meters. When Huatian looked towards Liao Yuan, her eyes moved like bright stars.

Wen Qing was inexplicably ashamed of the other party's gaze, blushed and avoided his gaze.

"Xiaoqing..." Liao Yuan stopped breathing.

Hearing the other party calling him, Wen Qing raised his eyes and looked brighter. He pursed his red lips lightly, and uttered a single sound: "Huh?"

The wedding dress was like fire, but the person was even brighter and hotter. Liao Yuan's Adam's apple was rolling, and he forgot to blink: "Come here."

Wen Qing walked towards him, the hair ornaments on her head jingled, making a crisp sound of collision.

He walked slowly because the hem of his clothes was too long, but Liao Yuan couldn't wait any longer. He pulled the man into his arms, tightly pressed the slender psoas muscles under the red clothes, and pushed the man towards him Own.

Sensing something was wrong, Wen Qing raised his head suddenly, frowned in astonishment, "You..."

Liao Yuan lifted Wen Qing's jaw with his thumb, forcing the other party to look up at him.

The blush that should have appeared at the end of the eyes when he was emotional was actually drawn on the end of the eyes with a fine brush at this moment, and the arc was slightly curved, which almost captured Liao Yuan's heart and soul.

If no one was present, he would definitely be fascinated to kiss her at this moment.