The person Ai Meng admires the most in her life is Ye Qingting. Her straightforwardness, strength, and bravery are all amazing. She dares to love and hate. There are not many people like her who are truly gentle.
"But he doesn't admit his identity, doesn't recognize you, and kisses me and me with other women..." She thought about it, puzzled, and felt uncomfortable, so she couldn't help but say, "Hey, he can
Could it be that you have lost your memory?"
Otherwise there is no way to explain it, but it is so bloody.
Qingting had already thought that when the plane crashed that year, he must have been seriously injured, and it was very possible that he suffered severe brain damage.
"Does it matter?"
When she thought of this, she felt so distressed. How could she be willing to blame him?
He didn't mean it, so what if he lost his memory? What if he forgot her?
He is still her husband and the person she loves most.
As long as it is hers, it will always be hers.
Even if she doesn't want it, she won't give it to anyone else.
What's wrong with her being so domineering? Come and bite her!
Ai Meng suddenly became energetic, "Huh? What do you want to do?"
She has great confidence in Qingting, she is really not an ordinary person.
The corner of Qingting's mouth curled up, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, "The mountain man has his own clever plan."
Due to the restrictions, Qingting could not leave the country. When he returned to H City, he simply moved out of the hotel and moved into his love nest.
When I moved in again, I felt in a new state of mind.
As soon as Leng Zhongyu got the news and knew that she was back, he rushed to see her as soon as possible, but she turned him away.
Her thoughts are all on that man. It doesn't matter if she loses her memory. She can make him fall in love with her again!
It's not bad to just pretend that we didn't know each other before, start over, and have a vigorous love.
Qingting picked up the phone and raised a sweet smile on his lips.
"Hello, I am Ye Qingting, please say."
The sound is clear and sweet, like the call of an oriole.
KING's heart became inexplicably nervous, and his voice was dry, "You... don't send me photos every day, I don't like this kind of harassment."
Every photo is a sexy private photo. They are not completely nude, but the sex is not exposed. It makes your blood boil to look at it.
Qingting couldn't help but snicker. He used to be enthusiastic, proactive and enthusiastic.
Today he is like wood, reserved and steady, but no matter which way, she likes him very much.
Isn't it wood? It's more exciting when it's seductive.
"Don't like it? You should have said it earlier, okay, I understand, and I won't do it again."
She is not a naturally charming woman, but there is no pressure at all to seduce her husband.
He had done everything he could, but which part of her body had he not touched? Never touched her?
KING secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt disappointed, "Are you really not going to post anymore?"
Qingting's eyebrows were curved, and he suppressed a smile and said, "Yes, I'll post it on social networking sites so that it won't cause any trouble to you."
KING suddenly became furious and shouted angrily.
"Social networking site? Ye Qingting, don't do this nonsense, do you hear me?"
She is really a crazy girl, she can do anything.
She was thousands of miles away, but she was torturing him crazy!
Qingting smiled sweetly, "I'm so beautiful and have enough money, so there's no reason why I shouldn't take more photos so that more people can appreciate them, right? That's what I'll do."
The voice was sweet and cooing, and it was the most irresistible killing move of Leng Qirui in the past.
A shiver ran down KING's back. He knew it was a trap, but he had to jump.