Wild man picked up

Wen Yuan was almost suffocated by the kiss, his brain was severely hypoxic, the man forcefully held his breath at this moment, he tried hard for a long time, and finally Si Qiyao took the initiative to let him go, Wen Yuan gasped for breath, looking innocent and hesitant like a White Rabbit.

Si Qiyao had had enough of his mouth addiction, reached out to rub his soft lips, Wen Yuan patted them off, and angrily said: "You dare to kiss me without authorization, did I let you kiss me?"

Si Qiyao licked his lips and let him jump angrily.

He found that Wen Yuan was very similar to him, they were the same kind of people, they both wanted to hold each other in their hands, but what a pity, he thought, he never obeyed anyone by nature.

He hugged Wen Yuan back again, and said softly: "Sorry, I couldn't help it, you are too cute."

Wen Yuan was stunned for two seconds, his snow-white face suddenly flushed red, he turned his face away, and felt that something was wrong again: "Who taught you to say such words? Or did you remember something?"

"I'm just telling the truth." Si Qiyao lowered his eyes, wondering if he should tell him about the restoration of his memory.

It was so sudden, when he hung up the phone with Chu Hengyi, he was still a little confused about where he was and what he was doing for a while.He originally thought that he would remember it slowly and bit by bit, but the fact is just like what the doctor said, memory is a very mysterious thing, it may recover in a second, and it may be difficult to remember it in a lifetime.

But he also knew that this incident was not so sudden. Wen Yuan had already taken him here and there for a while. own message.

He thought he still needed an opportunity, but it just happened, and the memory of Si Qiyao came back in an instant, and 'Rong Baichuan' became extremely unreal.

Wen Yuan hopes that he can recover his memory, but he may not be able to accept that he is Si Qiyao.He was indeed rejected many times back then, but judging from Wen Yuan's current impression of him...it's not good.

To be exact, Si Qiyao understood that he hated himself.He thought of the plate of shrimp slapped on Nie Fanxing's face, which strangely merged with the scene of coffee splashed on his face... He felt a bit of sympathy for each other.

Wen Yuan is a difficult person, he controls his feelings very strictly, Si Qiyao thinks he is very good, when he is rejected again and again, he thinks that Wen Yuan just wants to refuse, until he is thrown It was only after coffee that he realized that the other party was serious.

Wen Yuan chose Rong Baichuan because he felt that he was powerless and easy to manipulate, and his true identity would definitely make him vigilant and disgusted. As he himself said, he didn't like Rong Baichuan that much so far, and he would most likely be He refused again with righteous words as before, and even took away the child.

Considering these possibilities, Si Qiyao glanced at his abdomen, feeling that now is not the time to talk about it.

While Wen Yuan was still muttering in his heart, his body suddenly rose into the air, and he was hugged by Si Qiyao to the sofa. The man leaned forward again and kissed him lightly: "I'll cook fish for you right away."

Wen Yuan swallowed what he wanted to say: "Don't be too fishy..."

He is so good-looking, Si Qiyao couldn't help thinking, the time he was Rong Baichuan was like a dream, and the dream came true when he woke up.

He walked into the kitchen, although he still couldn't find a balance between the two roles mentally, but his body was already used to the 'oppression' during this period, and he was ready to eat the vinegar.

"How is it, does it still suit your appetite?"

"Your craftsmanship can reach the stars." The taste of vinegar fish is sour and slightly sweet, Wen Yuan licked the sauce on it, seeing him smiling at himself, he picked up the fish affectionately and brought it to his mouth, saying : "You eat too."

The man closed his mouth, took another look at his abdomen, walked around and sat beside him, thinking about how to get Wen Yuan to go for an examination, he is not Rong Baichuan, since Wen Yuan might be pregnant, he must check it out , He can't just say no and stop going.

He is used to being the master of the house, and at the moment, he is full of orders and wishes, but when he utters it, he still says 'Rong Baichuan': "I feel a little unwell, and I want to go for a prenatal checkup in two days."

Wen Yuan thought he heard it wrong: "What test?"

Oops, too many thoughts, wrong words, Si Qiyao corrected: "Full, full inspection, full body inspection."

Wen Yuan let out a groan, and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with you?"

Si Qiyao wanted to hug him, the two of them got their certificates, and they might have a baby too, it was ridiculous that he wanted to kiss and hug him, but he still had to hear the wish.

But his body seemed to be assimilated by 'Rong Baichuan', and he didn't dare to attack easily: "Headache."

Raising the head, Wen Yuan brought up the old story again, "How do you feel recently? Do you remember anything?"

Si Qiyao shook his head slowly, Wen Yuan was a little disappointed: "After trying so many methods, why didn't they work at all?"

Si Qiyao thought seriously: "Maybe we still need an opportunity?"

"That's right." Wen Yuan sullenly said: "It seems to be like this in TV dramas, I guess it will be fine if you get hit by a car someday... But when will you be hit by a car?"

"..." Si Qiyao picked up other dishes with his chopsticks.

Wen Yuan said again: "Will it be useful if I bump into it on purpose?"

Seeing his serious face, Si Qiyao said helplessly, "This kind of thing... can't be said?"

"Then maybe hit you with something? There is also such a routine."

"Life is different from TV dramas." Si Qiyao was afraid that he would want to do another thing, so he picked up a bowl to feed him: "Didn't the doctor also say that, maybe he remembered it when he woke up."

"But when will this be the end?" Wen Yuan avoided his chopsticks, worried in his heart, looked sleepy, and didn't want to eat the finished meal, so he dropped the chopsticks and went back to the room.

Si Qiyao frowned slightly, he said he would not eat the food he had worked so hard to prepare.

It's time for Wen Yuan's disrespectful young master to change his temper. From his point of view, he has to eat this meal, and he has to eat it if he doesn't.

"Wish."

"Ang~"

Si Qiyao saw his head poking out of the bed in front of the door, and swallowed the accusation again, saying: "You only eat so much, what should you do if you are hungry at night?"

"Eat when you're hungry." Wen Yuan felt that he was strange: "Aren't you ready? I have something to eat when I'm hungry these few nights."

Si Qiyao recalled that he had indeed been warming up food these days, and that he could eat whenever he was hungry, because he found on the Internet that during pregnancy, he can eat less and eat more.

He frowned again, feeling a little weird in his heart, hearing how He De could let him take care of him so meticulously, if this matter got to the ears of his family, he would laugh out loud.

Although his mind was jumping back and forth between the two roles, he turned around honestly and put the rest of the meal in the refrigerator, and prepared a supper in the thermos. After doing all this, he stood still and thought about his own value for a while.

When he walked into the bedroom, Wen Yuan was playing Match [-] with his mobile phone. There was a large space on the bed next to him. He lifted the quilt and sat in. Looking at his thin shoulders, he couldn't help reaching out and hugging him come over.

Wen Yuan was rolled onto his chest all of a sudden, his nose bumped against his button, and he snorted in pain: "Didn't you see that I was playing a game?"

He is also fierce, why is his temper so big, after following him, he has to get rid of his bad temper.

In the past at home, as long as he had a cold face, no one would dare to speak, and he would only speculate secretly in his heart, but Wen Yuan obviously didn't like this, he stared at his red nose, his eyes widened, and he looked even more fierce.

Si Qiyao realized that he was no match for him, so he could only admit defeat, and said honestly, "It's time to sleep."

Wen Yuan was not happy: "It's not ten o'clock yet."

Si Qiyao was also displeased: "Why are you not good at all?"

Wen Yuan squeezed his mobile phone and looked at him: "Are you pissed off today? Who is not good? You are the one who is not good! Are you relying on me to love you?"

"..."

There's nothing to say anymore, Wen Yuan thought to himself, recently Rong Baichuan has really lost his eyes, this man, he just can't get used to it!If he gets used to it, he can still go to heaven.

He said, "Forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as you."

Si Qiyao was silent for a while, digested the conversation, and decided not to share his knowledge, he hugged Wen Yuan's waist again, touched his ear with his lips, Wen Yuan shrank his neck and poked him with his shoulder: "Don't touch me .”

"How long has it been since you hurt me?" Si Qiyao whispered into his ear, his heart tightening slightly.

He has been in love with Wen Yuan for many years, but Wen Yuan can't see him. This time, the amnesia is God's eyes, and he was sent to Wen Yuan. Don't admit it, this is a good opportunity.

He never lets an opportunity slip by.

Wen Yuan shrinks his neck, Rong Baichuan is getting more and more out of character, he even knows how to invite pets.

He said as if to say, "Wait until I approve this memorial", "Wait until I pass this test."

Si Qiyao looked at the screen in his hand, stretched out a hand and said, "I'll help you."

"Do you think you can pass with a high IQ? It's all about luck."

"Any game, even if it's random, has its own set of rules." Si Qiyao put his arms around him, took his mobile phone with both hands, put his firm chin on his head, Wen Yuan looked distrustful Staring at the screen: "There are only 26 steps, you must see it, don't waste my gold bricks."

After 2 minutes, the number of steps was not used up to clear the level. Wen Yuan looked at the colorful elimination effects on it, and was stunned: "You, you are very lucky..."

Bai Nen's ear was bitten by someone, and the man said meaningfully: "Can you hurt me now?"

Wen Yuan's ears were burning, he muttered: "You are just lucky."

"Why don't you talk about it?"

"I don't care what I say!" Wen Yuan snatched the phone and got under the quilt, Si Qiyao followed, Wen Yuan hid immediately, and kicked him: "Be quiet! Otherwise, I will divorce you."

The two guys looked at each other for a while in the dim light inside the quilt, and Si Qiyao came out full of displeasure.He wondered if his name collided with something, why did he want to reject Si Qiyao instead of Rong Baichuan?

Wen Yuan was sure that he would not come again, turned over and stuffed his phone to get ready for sleep, and said: "I said, until you recover your memory, our relationship can't go any further."

Si Qiyao lay down silently, although he didn't want to admit it, but he had a premonition that once he said that he was Si Qiyao, he would be finished with Wen Yuan - at least he would be in a hurry.

After thinking for a long time, he said, "Actually, I have already remembered."

Wen Yuan was already drowsy, so he cheered up immediately after hearing it: "Remember?"

"It may not be very complete." Si Qiyao lowered his eyes and said in a heavy tone: "I remember that I was at sea with a high-ranking official and was attacked by terrorists. In order to cover him, I fell into the water and the bullet hit the back of my head. Come on, I scratched my neck, I swam for a long time, I was exhausted and passed out, because of my life, I was washed ashore by the waves."

Wen Yuan saw that he didn't seem to be lying, so he immediately respected him: "You are indeed a soldier, and you are here to protect others..."

Si Qiyao avoided the question, turned around and approached him bullyingly: "Can you hurt me now? I'll count to three two one and you agree if you don't say anything, three two one..."

He didn't give Wen Yuan time to react at all, and kissed him with a smirk:

"You agreed."

Wen Yuan: "!"

He frantically resisted, and Si Qiyao was sure that he guessed that he had something to do with his stomach. He secretly laughed at his distaste for being blunt, and said softly, "I promise, just rub it... It hurts me, okay?" Something went wrong, Please refresh and try again