The things that Jun Lin was confused about were exactly what Jimo was confused about now.

Even though he had found his home, he still didn't want to tell him the truth, saying that Feng Shu was indeed not dead, that Feng Shu lost his memory to save him, that Feng Shu was at home at this time, and that he was not happy.

He sent her away because, as a man, he also regarded her as a woman.

This damn identity.

Jimo lowered his eyes and rubbed the rim of the cup.

Even this action was Feng Shu's favorite. Now she had forgotten that he didn't. She even learned it unconsciously while making tea and drinking it day after day, and it gradually became a deep-rooted habit.

He didn't know if this was the reason why he fell in love with her. After she saved him like a moth to a flame, he took care of her with a guilty and uneasy feeling, and looked at the same woman for a long time, so

The heartbeat at that moment turned into true love, and finally turned into a habit and a natural thing today.

"How do you feel about coveting other people's wives?"

Jun Lin's expression suddenly became terrifying, just like the depression before the storm.

The words hit his face like a knife blade, and Jimo could feel his skin trembling, as if it would be cut by the sharp edge in the next moment, dripping with blood.

"She is your spouse in the legal sense, but she is not yet your woman. Otherwise, I will not enter her sea of ​​consciousness."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Lin's mental power was like a real knife, thrust directly into Jimo's heart.

Jimo didn't hide, and allowed the tip of the knife to break through the protective clothing that he kept around him every day, pass through the surface of the skin, and stop just next to his heart.

His heartbeat was as steady as ever, and it was not disrupted by this sudden situation. However, in the next moment, Zuo Que broke into the door with dozens of people.

"Fourth Young Master Jun, you are surrounded. Stop if you want to survive, otherwise you will be shot without mercy!"

It could be heard that Ji Zuo was so nervous that his voice began to break when he spoke.

"laugh."

After looking at each other for three seconds, Jun Lin withdrew his mental energy, sat down again as if nothing had happened, and poured himself a drink.

Jimo glanced at his subordinates, and Ji Zuo wanted to ask about the situation, but he understood what he meant and led them out reluctantly.

Jun Lin drank a lot of water and finally suppressed his anger.

"Shoot to kill? Have you reached the point where you can ignore interstellar law and treat human life with contempt?"

"If a guest takes things too far and does not act like a guest, of course the host will have to use some extraordinary means to survive. It is necessary to be on guard against others, isn't it?"

The two were tit for tat, but there was a lot of noise outside.

"What's going on? Is that boy Jun Si crazy? How dare you do something in our territory?"

More and more people who got the news rushed here. Ji Zuo had to explain one by one and send everyone away after talking hard. However, he was still worried and lingered outside the door.

In these years, Jimo has not been on the battlefield again, and has not been injured for a long time. The last time he was injured was when Yuelan star encountered a surprise attack, but that time, Feng Shu blocked most of the artillery fire. This time, it was a human being.

Sitting at home, misfortune comes from outside. Just a little bit away from death.

Thinking of the sharp siren just now, Ji Zuo felt a headache. This was the first time he had been threatened like this on his own territory.

No matter how you look at it, Miss Feng, who is valued by the head of the family, is not a woman who is easily provoked. No, it should be said that such a woman should not be provoked at all.

A married woman with young children and a younger brother who depends on each other. If it were him, he would send her back to Jun's family no matter what, instead of leaving her with amnesia and hoping to use the passage of time to fulfill herself.

Love, that's too selfish.

As soon as he thought of this, Zuo slapped himself several times with "pa", "pa", "pa".

It is said that there is no reason for love. If you encounter it, you will encounter it. It may be luck, or it may cause misfortune. It doesn't matter what outsiders think, as long as the person in the game feels it is worth it, then it is worth it.

No matter how unreasonable and unbelievable Jimo's decision was, since the matter was settled, as a subordinate, he could only help from the side. It was useless to speculate on his own, and it was not in line with his duty.

While Zuo was doing ideological work for himself, the young man had just woken up.

"Guo Zi, are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Seeing that he was awake, Ali quickly poured him a glass of water.

The young man took it, raised his head and drank.

Feng Shu sat aside and looked at him quietly, only his eyes were still bright red.

"What’s wrong with you?"

The young man felt dizzy, but he noticed something strange about her immediately, "Who bullied you?"

"Xiaohua is fine, but you, why did you suddenly fall asleep while talking? Do you have a headache?"

Ali stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, but the boy blocked it, "It doesn't hurt. Why am I here?"

"We don't know either. They said there was nothing wrong with you and you were just sleeping, but you two were acting strange just now."

Thinking of what happened before, Ali's words stopped abruptly and he looked at his two companions with a confused look on his face. "Aunt Luo taught you your accent before? Why have I never heard of it? What kind of riddle are you trying to solve? You can't tell me."

?”

Feng Shu's eyes were red and he remained silent, staring at the young man without blinking.

"You're talking, you're so anxious. What's going on?"

This was the first time the young man saw her like this, and his tone suddenly became extremely stern.

"Why are you so loud? Xiaohua was frightened by you. She was alone, but she fainted in her arms in the middle of speaking. She thought that your mental injury had not been cured, so she was so anxious that tears kept falling and she couldn't see her eyes.

Are they all still swollen?”

After Ali scolded him, he coaxed Feng Shu nicely, "Xiao Hua, don't be afraid. It seems that what Ji Ji said is right. Guo Zi is really just sleeping. Stop crying. What should I do if my eyes are damaged by crying?"

Feng Shu seemed unaware and looked at the young man with the same eyes as when he looked at her at first, as if he was confirming something.

The young man got out of bed in a hurry, walked to her barefoot, lowered his body, and looked directly into her eyes, "Luo Xiaohua!"

Not him.

Not big brother.

Feng Shu, who had been in a brainstorm, suddenly wiped his face, turned around and left.

"Wait a minute!"

The young man subconsciously tried to pull her arm, but this time, Feng Shu dodged it. She walked faster and faster, and it didn't take long for her to find her footwork, start walking lightly, and rush out of the apartment.

As soon as Ali and the two chased them to the door, they were discovered by Ji Ji. They immediately notified Ji Qiao and took the lead, running out to chase them.
Chapter completed!