Finally, under a gust of cold wind, Qing Mose finally woke up. However, she realized how embarrassing her behavior just now was, and she suddenly blushed again. It was strange, how often she blushed.
Getting higher and higher? Isn’t it too immoral?
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"My wife... my wife... I..." Qing Mose wanted to explain that she had just become a nymphomaniac, but she realized that it was a fact! She was speechless and stunned.
"Good morning." Han Yeshuo looked at Qing Mose with a smile, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her forehead unceremoniously.
This unexpected move shocked Qing Mose. She looked at Han Yeshuo stupidly, wondering why she could see such a playful smile and a sinister feeling in his eyes.
"The rain has stopped, let's go. Let's go find some food first to fill our stomachs and then go find them." Han Yeshuo touched Qing Mose's head, stood up, and pulled Qing Mose up with him.
"Yeah." Qing Mose touched her burning face, lowered her head and followed Han Yeshuo.
Along the way, the two of them spoke very little. Every time Han Yeshuo spoke, Qing Moshe lowered her head shyly and said "hmm" softly. She didn't know why she was so annoying and unusual recently, but she
I felt that this was not my true character at all, ah! My mind was so messed up, Qing Mose punched myself in the head hard.
"Han Yeshuo——" Qing Mose suddenly shouted to stop him in front of him.
"Huh? Just call me Shuo." He frowned dissatisfiedly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with her calling him this way, but his expression quickly changed back to his calm expression.
"Ah...oh." Qingmose was helpless at Han Yeshuo's answer. What did she want to ask just now?
"Actually... I want to ask you, do you have someone you like?" Qing Mose looked up at Han Yeshuo's face and asked when she saw that there was no change in his expression. She didn't know why she asked this, but
She was curious, for a boy as handsome and gentle as him, there were countless people chasing him without even looking, but what kind of girl would he like?
"Yes..." Suddenly, his expression became gentle, he smiled brightly, and looked straight at Qing Mose. For a moment, Qing Mose felt that he was narcissistically thinking that he liked
That person is her.
But, that girl is definitely not her! She is absolutely sure in her heart, after all, the boy in front of her is so perfect, but... why does she feel so depressed and uncomfortable? Did she like him before she lost her memory? Oh dy gaga
~It’s so sinful. The girl he likes should also be perfect, right? She doesn’t want to interfere with others and become a third party!