"He must have been taken advantage of over there. He didn't know anything and came here based on obsession."
Shengge couldn't help laughing, "With this amnesia, I also want him to give up as soon as possible, live his own life in a down-to-earth manner, and stop thinking about me, the royal wife."
Mrs. Royal Lord.
The last four words sounded sweet to Ji Yuting's ears.
"So, when Shengsheng said she would choose me when she was in the hospital, she also deliberately told Ning Chengxu?"
Shengge held his face with both hands and looked at him, "It seems that you also found Ning Chengxu at the door at that time?"
He just smiled and looked downplayed.
With his vigilance, how could he not know that Ning Chengxu was at the door, but just didn't want to pay attention to him.
"Why didn't Shengsheng answer? Are you really talking about it for Ning Chengxu? Shengsheng is actually a little concerned about Ning Chengxu, right?" If Shengsheng really lost her memory, she would be killed by Ning Chengxu first.
Find out, Shengsheng really...won't choose him?
He didn't dare to ask about the last sentence.
He didn't dare to bet on that outcome.
Shengge gently tugged on his face, "I do mean to tell Ning Chengxu, but I also mean it from the bottom of my heart. I have decided that you will only be my husband in this life."
Ji Yuting let go of her waist, knelt down slowly with his knees on the washboard, put his hand around the back of her head, pressed his thin lips against hers, and kissed her tenderly.
He kissed her very gently, mixed with the longing and attachment of these days, like savoring a rare treasure. Although he was kneeling on the washboard, he was not humble, and he was the strong leader of this kiss.
As they kissed, their breathing gradually became faster.
The heart is feverish and lively, becoming more and more overwhelming and extremely aggressive.
Shengge almost took her breath away from him, and quickly pushed his shoulder away before forcibly ending the kiss after ten days of separation.
Wiping the red corners of her mouth, she avoided Ji Yuting's hot gaze, reached for the ruler next to her, and changed the subject:
"Since I don't have to pretend to have amnesia in front of you now, I still have to settle the debt for you smoking before."
Ji Yuting smiled indulgently, "Okay."
Shengge steadied her slightly chaotic breathing and did not look at the seductive lust in his eyes.
"You smoked four cigarettes in front of me that day. Tell me honestly, how many did you smoke during this period?"
Ji Yuting thought for a moment and then retorted: "Shengsheng said it was too exaggerated. I actually only smoked three cigarettes that day. I just lit the fourth one and I didn't take two puffs before you threw it away."
Shengge frowned in displeasure, "What's the difference between three cigarettes and four cigarettes? Are you deliberately trying to tease me? Could it be that you drank three cigarettes in a few hours and you still feel proud?"
"without......"
The more Shengge thought about it, the angrier she became. How could her lungs endure such indulgence?
She waved the ruler twice in the air, eager to give it a try, "Which hand is the one using it? Stretch out."
Ji Yuting paused, then obediently stretched out his left hand and handed it over with his palm flat.
With a snap, a water-proof ruler hit his hand.
An explosion-like hot pain suddenly surged in the palm of my hand.
Ji Yuting raised his eyebrows slightly and remained motionless, looking down at his palms which were gradually turning red.
It hurts.
It hurts as always.
The familiar feeling is back.
The tip of my nose is inexplicably sour, not because I am sad, but because I am happy.
"You can still laugh after being beaten?" Shengge stared at him strangely.
He suppressed the sourness on the tip of his nose and smiled at the corner of his lips: "This feeling is really kind."
Tell him truly that his wife is back, that she has neither lost her memory nor forgotten him.
Shengge suppressed laughter and asked pretending to be serious: "You haven't answered yet. I've been away during this period. How many cigarettes have you smoked? Have you ever smoked in front of the baby?"
"Maybe..." He buried his head in thought for a moment, "Maybe..."
"I want to listen to the truth." Shengge reminded carefully.
"About two boxes, I haven't smoked it in front of my baby, but Enen smelled it once."
Shengge frowned deeply, "How many cigarettes are there in a pack? 20?"
"I smoke black coffee, 10 sticks in a box."
"That is to say, in just ten days, you smoked more than 20 cigarettes? If you can resist Ji Yuting, you eat cigarettes as food? En'en even smelled it. Did En'en have a cough?"
Ji Yuting shook his head, "No, I haven't slept very well during this period. I smoked to relieve my boredom, and I didn't pay attention to how much I smoked. I had taken a shower the day Enen smelled it. The smell was very light, so it shouldn't have affected Enen."
It is true that I smoked so much, and the explanation is just a cover-up.
Ji Yuting said no more and handed over his right hand, "Shengsheng, please beat me. I accept the punishment."