He had seen her before and knew she was beautiful.
But looking at her so close today, I don't know that her beauty is different from before...
The pale water eyes are full of autumn waves, glistening like water, and full of deep apology. The eyelashes are long and as gentle as feather wings. Every slight tremble is like the wings of a butterfly flying, beautiful and moving.
"Sir... I'm really... really sorry..."
Li Muxin raised his head, opened his watery eyes, frowned his delicate eyebrows, and looked at the man in front of him apologetically.
But he smiled slightly, his smile was gentle and gentle, like the faint sunshine in March, neither too harsh nor too gentle.
"Well...it's okay."
Li Muxin looked at the stain anxiously and smiled, "I...I'll wipe it for you!"
Soon she got a tissue and started working hard on his shirt.
Her movements were very light and gentle.
When he lowered his head and looked at her serious expression, he couldn't help but laugh.
Is this woman...really "her"?
Although I heard that she lost her memory, but...she has changed too much.
"Oh, what should I do? I can't even wipe it off!!" She was so anxious that she was about to cry. She always lowered her head and continued to work hard on the shirt around his waist.
When her slender hands slightly touched his waist through his shirt, waves of soft, tickling sensations spread up from his waist, causing a small wave of excitement in his heart.
This feeling is very strange, I can't explain it, but there is a sense of satisfaction that I have never experienced before, slowly growing in my heart. It turns out that having my shirt pulled back and forth can make people feel so happy.
He shook his head and said with a smile, "No need to wipe it, it's just a shirt, I don't care."
He doesn't care about a shirt, let alone "her", he won't care about it, because their relationship is...
"How can that be done!"
Li Muxin suddenly raised his head and stared at him seriously, "I soiled your shirt, so... I will... I will..."
Originally, she wanted to give him one.
But...her hand squeezed her flat purse helplessly. She only had a few dozen yuan in her body. What was she going to give him as compensation?
"I...I will...wash it and return it to you."
A pair of crystal eyes stared at the man in front of him sincerely.
He lowered his head and couldn't help laughing.
Looking at her innocent and sincere eyes, he now somewhat believed that she had indeed lost her memory as the rumors said.
Otherwise, she wouldn't even know him, he is hers...
He pursed his sexy thin lips and looked at her with a smile in his dark eyes, "But... I won't keep the stained shirt." Suddenly, he wanted to tease her, since she
I have lost my memory, so...
Li Muxin looked at him blankly.
When she heard this sentence, something seemed to be tugging at her heart.
These words sound so familiar...
["Do you think... I would still keep a stained suit?"]
Yes! That’s it!
That hypocritical devil used this reason to threaten himself to accompany him to the banquet!
If she hadn't promised him back then, I wonder... would she be in such a situation today?
Li Muxin glanced at her mouth in displeasure and looked up at the man, "Then... what do you want? Shirt, I... I definitely can't afford to pay for it."
Feeling aggrieved, I opened my wallet, took out the only fifty yuan I had, and handed it to him.
"That's all in total. I... really can't afford to pay for it."
He looked at her aggrieved face and was about to cry, and at the tears flowing in her watery eyes, he couldn't help but feel cute and... lovable.
Smiling secretly in my heart, Lin, you wouldn't give her only a few hundred pieces of pocket money every month just to tie up Youya, would you?
Li Muxin looked at the man in front of her in confusion, with a suppressed smile on his face.
"I...I know...the money may not even be enough for a button, but..." He lowered his head even more aggrievedly, lamenting in his heart why he was so unlucky.
Suddenly, he reached out and took the money from Li Muxin's hand.
Well?
Li Muxin looked at him doubtfully.
"Since you only have..." He lowered his head and counted, "You only have fifty yuan, buy a better soap, wash it off and return it to me."