Every time I lose my memory, I forget who my husband is

The first day of eating and broadcasting was successfully completed. That night, Qin Cang made a WeChat call to Ran Mu after counting the total revenue of the live broadcast room that day.

Ran Mu just finished taking a shower, wearing short-sleeved shorts with a Q version of Shen Jianxin printed on it, revealing thin arms and legs as white as cream, sitting cross-legged on a black pillow, holding a black mobile phone in his arms, Also holding a dolphin pillow.

After listening to Qin Cang's report, the young man slowly frowned, and asked doubtfully, "56? Assistant Qin, are you lying to me?"

His daily income is 56?Humans are so easy to earn money?

Qin Cang coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "Of course it is true. I sent you a screenshot of the backstage income. This is the real income."

Ran Mu clicked on the picture, looked at it for a while, his thin eyebrows were still frowning, thought for a while, and suddenly asked slowly:

"Assistant Qin, did you and the company do something wrong? It's fake data. In fact, those supercar rockets are all discounted, or they paid me a lot without money, and then you tell me that I made money A lot of money!"

"???!" Qin Cang almost knocked over the black coffee in his hand when he heard the words, and replied with a smirk, "Of course not, do I seem to be someone who would join forces with entertainment companies to make fake data?"

"Yes. Wang Zai said that businessmen are all foxes." Ran Mu sat on the pillow, hammered the bed with a small pillow in his hand, and nodded affirmatively.

Wang Zai, the robot dog who was watching Captain America on the sofa, nodded proudly when he heard this.

Although it is no longer Ran Mu's baby toy, it has transformed into Ran Mu's life mentor!Watching Captain America now is just to recharge myself!In order to better teach (fool) Ran Mu!

"..." Qin Cang wiped his face and said resolutely, "Young Master, I really don't have one."

"Then why do you have this income? Although fans gave me a lot of gifts, I checked and found that the website and I earn 56-[-]% of the income. Other big anchors earn more than [-] a month, and I earn [-] a day. You You're lying to me!" The more Ran Mu said, the more certain he became, he hammered the bed with the little dolphin pillow.

Before Assistant Qin could answer, he blinked his eyes cleverly again, remembering the "ten ways to defeat Assistant Qin" secretly taught by Wang Zai today, and threatened:

"If you don't recruit honestly, I will fire you and let you find a better job. Anyway, Shen Fenggu is bankrupt."

"???" Assistant Qin was instantly poked into a weak spot, and replied weakly: "Young master, why do you know that the company gave you gifts? Could it be that someone chewed your tongue and taught you to be ruined?"

When Ran Mu heard this, he snorted lightly, pressed the pillow under his legs unhappily, and said:

"You're asking me that, you're admitting that the company is offering gifts. I know how to surf the Internet, what's wrong with Du Niang? Why do you want to give me gifts?"

"This..." Qin Cang was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't hide this matter for a long time, so he had to throw the blame on the company, saying:

"You are an artist from Qiaomu Studio, and you are the direct reason why Chijing Live Platform cooperates with our studio. They should praise you as they should. This is a kind of investment and mutual benefit. After you live broadcast for a long time, with your Appeal and public influence, it is a matter of minutes to pay back."

Ran Mu blinked, seemed to be thinking, but did not speak.

Qin Cang strikes while the iron is hot and persuades:

"Master, most of the well-known anchors with background companies are like this now. This is a means of publicity and hype. It's normal. We haven't harmed anyone's interests. As long as we can make money in the future, there is nothing wrong with it, isn't it?" ?”

"Then if we sign a contract with them, it's impossible for them to spend so much. There must be other reasons." Ran Mu thought about it carefully, and then asked ferociously:

"Tell me, did Shen Fenggu give them money?"

"..." Qin Cang looked desperate, why did this little ancestor become more and more intelligent?

Ran Mu waited for a long time but didn't get a response, so he barked a few more times, and the phone was hung up before he called Wang Zai to come over and perform a barking chain call.

The young man suddenly opened his eyes and stared blankly at the phone.

Wang Zai jumped off the sofa when he heard the sound, rushed over in a few steps, jumped onto the bed, and asked, "Wow, woof, woof, Qin Cang actually hung up on your phone? Isn't he the perfect assistant? He has always been very polite. Could it be that someone deducted his salary?" ?”

"What deduction of wages?" Ran Mu asked curiously after regaining his composure.

"It was he who found out that the matter was exposed, so he had to secretly report it to the boss. The boss felt that he was not doing his job well, so he withdrew his wages." Wang Zai looked quite experienced at first glance. appearance.

After hearing this, Ran Mu also felt that it made sense, nodded, and grabbed the pillow to find Shen Fenggu for an argument.

Unexpectedly, just as he threw away his cell phone, the door of the room was opened by a man from the outside.

When the visitor saw the young man's posture, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Nursing, you can't sit on the pillow."

Ran Mu subconsciously slid off the pillow, sat in the middle of the bed, then pursed his thin lips, and said with a wooden face, "Come here."

"What's the matter?" Shen Fenggu saw the serious look of the young man, walked to the side of the bed, knelt down on the bed on one knee, leaned over and stretched out his hand, his fingers with well-defined phalanges gently passed through Ran Mu's slightly wet hair, and the palm of his hand was weakly touching. On the young man's cheeks, there seems to be something that seems to be absent, and it is not firm.

Ran Mu was itchy and shy again, he frowned and said in dissatisfaction:

"You prodigal, take the money to buy me gifts. There is a water friend named sfg1111 in my live broadcast room, who gave me 30 gifts. This is your account! You still don't work hard, go to work and watch the live broadcast!"

"Is there evidence for raising?" Shen Fenggu looked calm, and he couldn't see any panic. He withdrew his hand, changed his posture, sat on the bed, looked up at the young man, with a calm and determined look.

"Wang Zai said, your abbreviation is sfg, and it is impossible for me to make so much money in a day, you said that we are bankrupt, but you still gave me gifts..."

As Ran Mu said, he lowered his head in disappointment and said in a low voice:

"I'm not a child anymore, you always protect me, how tired you are. Originally, you worked very hard yourself, working late."

"It's not hard at all." Shen Fenggu explained in a hoarse voice, pinched Ran Mu's cheek, and the smooth skin slipped away from his fingertips. The man raised his eyes to look at the young man, and said slowly:

"Nursing, not to mention that the company has not reached the point of desperation, and it can make a comeback. Even if it really goes bankrupt, I can afford you. Yang Yang should listen to Assistant Qin. It is a marketing method. It’s a disguised investment, and the investment in support is worth the price.”

"But don't you think about it, what if I'm not popular? Now everyone thinks that I have no acting skills, only talent and face are left, and the investment value is not big." Ran Mu said seriously, but he didn't feel resentful or dissatisfied mood.

"If I live on the street, like other homeless people, I need a lot of money to make a comeback, will Yangyang invest in me?" Shen Fenggu asked back.

"Of course, you are different." Ran Mu answered naturally.

"Then I am the same as Yangyang." Shen Fenggu said, raised his hand to gently embrace the young man, leaned over and pressed a kiss on Ran Mu's forehead, and said in a low voice: "This is my answer, Yangyang is for me. No matter how much you pay, it’s worth it. Don’t think about it, and get a good night’s sleep, okay?”

The man has a faint sandalwood fragrance, which is the same shower gel smell as Ranmu.

The young man lowered his head, nodded slowly after a while, raised his head again, blushed slightly, and said confidently:

"Then I want to kiss you goodnight."

"Okay." Shen Fenggu smiled lowly, raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man.

Ran Mu knelt up on the bed, moved slowly, raised his hand to press on the other's shoulder, lowered his head, and gently pressed his soft lips against one of Shen Fenggu's cheeks.

Immediately, he looked away again and whispered, "It's your turn."

Shen Fenggu also raised his head, raised his hand to support the young man's head, kissed Ran Mu's face, and asked, "Is this okay?"

Ran Mu blinked in confusion, but still nodded reluctantly.

Shen Fenggu then stood up, pulled off the thin quilt for him, watched the young man obediently crawl into the black quilt and lie down, and then covered him.

This room is actually the room of Shen Fenggu. For the convenience of taking care of him, Ran Mu has been living here. However, now that Ran Mu has lost his memory, they sleep in separate rooms.

The man turned around and turned off the bright chandelier in the room, turned on the warm yellow bedside lamp, poured warm water for Ran Mu, put it in a thermos cup, and put it on the bedside table, set the alarm clock, and left the young man in the The phone on one side was turned off and placed on the bedside table.

After finishing all this, Shen Fenggu found out the clothes for Ran Mu to wear tomorrow and put them in the chair beside the bed.

Ran Mu watched the other party's skillful and steady movements, buried in the quilt and watched silently for a while, and finally when Shen Fenggu said good night, he blushed and asked softly:

"Can you kiss Yang Yang goodnight?"

Shen Fenggu was startled when he heard the words, looked at the young man, bent down, touched Ran Mu's forehead, and said in a warm voice:

"Didn't you kiss me just now?"

Even so, he lowered his head and kissed Ran Mu's forehead again.

Unexpectedly, Ran Mu stubbornly shook his head, but only opened his eyes and did not speak.

The man lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and finally he felt sorry. He bent down on Ran Mu's body, lifted the young man's chin, kissed the tender skin delicately, then moved up, and gently embraced the hesitant lips. lip.

Ran Mu's eyelashes trembled, he closed his eyes slowly, and fell asleep peacefully in this tender and lingering good night kiss.