Simiao glared at Feng Jicheng with dissatisfaction, and said something so easily misunderstood, which really suited his cynical and handsome face, "How can you be like this, to play tricks on me while you have lost your memory?"
"You knew my personality very well before, and you didn't take it seriously." Feng Jicheng said with a smile, and suddenly stretched out a hand to Simiao. His deep eyes were shining with hope, and he looked at her and said warmly, "Although
You have lost your memory, but I don’t believe that you don’t feel familiar with me at all. Come with me, I will take you to find your lost memory.”
Simiao was startled, and looked at Feng Jicheng's stretched out hand with puzzled eyes. Familiar feeling? Looking for lost memories? As he was thinking, there was another hand in front of him, and he saw Ouyang as he looked along.
Ji, his pair of dark eyes flashed with a sharp and evil light, and he said in a bewitching and pleasant voice, "Stupid woman, I can also take you to search for memories. If you have a familiar feeling with him, then you will be more understanding of me."
Yes, don’t follow him."
Simiao's eyes wandered hesitantly on the faces of the two handsome men. They both seemed to like her, and they seemed to be looking forward to her reaching out to him, but it was so difficult to choose. She didn't know if she chose this one or hurt the other one.
What was the relationship with the two men like before she lost her memory? If it is true as Wang Ma said, she loves Ouyang Ji very much, but why does she feel uneasy when she is with him? Instead, she sees Feng Ji Cheng more
Do you feel more at ease? "Do I have to choose?".
"Yes" Ouyang Ji and Feng Jicheng said at the same time, their eyes with different depths shone with the same hope and slight nervousness.
Simiao frowned in embarrassment and slowly stretched out her hand. Who should she follow? Ouyang Ji or Feng Jicheng. Why not hold your breath and find the numbers. If you insist on finding an even number, choose Ouyang Ji. The odd number is Feng.
Jicheng, yes, it’s like this 1, 2, 3,…….
"Stupid woman, are you holding your breath?" Ouyang Ji asked doubtfully, looking at Simiao's increasingly red cheeks with loving eyes, and said warmly, "Breathe quickly."
"What are you doing?" Feng Jicheng looked at Simiao funny, she was as cute as a sixteen-year-old girl, "Breathe quickly, otherwise you will faint easily on a hot day."
"Huh!" Simiao couldn't help but let out a long breath of relief. After taking a few deep breaths, he said, "Thirty-six" and put his hand on Ouyang Ji's generous hand without hesitation. "Thirty-six, even number" was clear.
He looked at Feng Jichen apologetically, his face full of hope and then full of disappointment, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I used a very fair method. I held my breath and checked the odd and even numbers. It's you alone, but it's Ouyang Ji in both numbers.
”.
"It doesn't matter." Feng Jicheng's lips curved with a hint of bitterness, and he stretched out his hand to rub Simiao's silky hair, "I'm going back now, and I'll see you another day." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door.
A smile appeared on Ouyang Ji's handsome face. He couldn't help but excitedly held Simiao in his arms and said, "Stupid woman, thank you for staying." The rays of the sun stretched Feng Jicheng's figure very long.
, that figure was so melancholy and lonely, so lonely that it stung Simiao's eyes. By some strange coincidence, as if without any thought, she suddenly pushed Ouyang Ji away, ran towards Feng Jicheng, and shouted to him, "Hey, Feng
,Wait for me".
Feng'er sent Simiao's words to Ouyang Ji's ears, and suddenly he felt like falling from the clouds to hell. It hurt so much that it hurt straight to the bottom of his heart. He still lost. The stupid woman really still had Feng Jicheng's heart in her heart.
Shadow, her balance still favors him!
The warm sunshine shone on Ouyang Ji's body, but a layer of frost formed on his body. He stood like a thousand-year-old ice peak, looking at the yellow speeding sports car, and it seemed that the owner's happy mood could be seen.
The blue sky was reflected in the sea, forming a beautiful view of the sea and the sky. Simiao was standing on the beach with her bare feet, squatting on the waves and having a great time. Looking back now, she felt like she was out of her mind. She was so harmonious.
Feng Jicheng came out and left Ouyang Ji alone. I wonder how he is doing now? "Ah!" The cold sea water splashed on her body, which made her startled. She turned around and saw Feng Jicheng's face.
With a handsome face with a wicked smile, he squatted down and picked up a handful of sea water with both hands, and threw it at Feng Jicheng, "Haha... Feng Jicheng, you are dead."
"Haha, you smile like a silly girl now, a very happy silly girl." Feng Jicheng suddenly said seriously, "Silly girl, why did you choose to follow me in the end? Isn't it God's will that you counted an even number?
?”.
Simiao scratched her hair in embarrassment and wrinkled her delicate face, "I don't know, I just feel that you are so sad, and I don't want to make you sad. That's why I ran out of Europe with you without even thinking about it."
I don’t know yet.” His eyes widened suddenly, looking at Feng Jicheng’s enlarged handsome face in front of his eyes. Tiantiantian, he kissed her, damn, she is also a married woman now, “Well—
-Well--'.
Feng Jicheng's gentle big hands held Simiao's little face and kissed her, intently and affectionately. This silly girl had feelings for him, and it wasn't just him. She would run with him without thinking.
It came out because of a feeling. Just like now, he kissed her without thinking. She tasted so sweet, as if she was made from the sweetest honey in the world. He couldn't control the kiss until he felt
Simiao was almost out of breath, so he forced himself to let go of her, and raised the corners of his lips in a handsome curve, "Like you said, I kissed her without even thinking about it."
Simiao angrily wiped her lips with one hand, and gave Feng Jicheng a slap in the face with the other hand. The loud sound made other tourists in the surrounding area look sideways. She watched uneasily as Feng Jicheng was slapped on the side.
Guo Junlian looked a little confused and said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hit you. No, I hit you on purpose. You shouldn't kiss me. I have a husband, how can you kiss me?"
Feng Jicheng turned his head, looked at Simiao with hurt eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "When he kisses you, will you hit him?".
"Of course I will, and he has also been beaten by me. Although he is my husband, we are not familiar with each other." Simiao said without hesitation, eyes as clear as sea water looking at the man with a smile in confusion.
Feng Jicheng asked, "Hey, what are you laughing at?".
"Since you have beaten him, then there is nothing unbalanced in my heart." Feng Ji Chengjun said jokingly, looking at Simiao's cheeks as red as a delicate rose, "Silly girl, I will kiss you next time
"When the time comes, I will say hello to you in advance." After saying that, he laughed loudly and ran away.
"Feng Jicheng!!!" Simiao stomped his feet angrily. This man was really full of ruthlessness. He followed Feng Jicheng's footsteps and shouted, "Tell me quickly, the memory I lost."