When she suddenly realized that the so-called marriage memory in her mind was actually just a dream-like fantasy, the game had already entered the rematch or even the playoffs.
Moreover, there was no defensive measure at all...
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but grit her teeth and felt embarrassed that she was unable to get down.
Forget it, just ride it.
After barely ending the round, Cheng Jinyang wanted to come over to hug her, but Xing Yuanzhi pushed her away unhappily.
"Go away! You bastard!" she said with gritted teeth.
Cheng Jinyang:?
By the way, this should be the so-called "first night depression"!
Xing Yuanzhi sat on the bed, not in a hurry to wear clothes, just silently wiped her tears.
After crying for a while, I felt that the breath in my chest was slightly smoother, so I raised my head and glared at him.
Cheng Jinyang quickly handed over the tissue and handed it over as pleased.
Xing Yuanzhi took the tissue and blew her nose hard.
"Yuanzhi." Seeing that her emotions finally stabilized, Cheng Jinyang comforted her gently, "Don't worry, I will be responsible for you..."
"We were plotted against." Xing Yuanzhi said fiercely, "Didn't you notice that our memory before going to bed was wrong?"
"Ah?" Cheng Jinyang was slightly stunned, and then he realized, "In my memory, you really didn't resist at that time, so I... cough cough. That's right. If it were normal, you would definitely not agree."
"I didn't agree from beginning to end." Xing Yuanzhi immediately understood, "My memory is that you kept saying slander to me. It was only when we got married later that I didn't resist."
"Marriage?" Cheng Jinyang was silent for a moment, "Are there any false memories?"
"It should be said to be an illusion." Xing Yuanzhi said denied, "If you think carefully, you will find that there is a big difference from normal memory."
"Can it be..." Cheng Jinyang hesitated.
He wanted to say whether it was Miss Wang, but then he thought that this could not be said randomly. If this matter had nothing to do with Miss Wang, then saying it means he had doubted her for no reason. Wouldn't it be a scumbag?
"The person sent by your mother?" Xing Yuanzhi was shocked.
"It must be someone sent by my mother!" Cheng Jinyang made the final decision.
Sorry, for Azhi, you can take care of the blame first.
"Take my clothes." Xing Yuanzhi said softly, signaling outside the door.
Cheng Jinyang nodded and handed Xing Yuanzhi the clothes scattered on the ground.
Fortunately, the cleanliness has been cured, and Azhi did not pretend to be pretentious, so she took it over and wore it directly on her body.
Cheng Jinyang also quickly put on his clothes and cleaned the crime scene by the way. He changed the bed sheets and other things, so that the girls who came back tonight could not see the clues.
Then the two opened the window and quickly flew out of the bedroom window.
In the living room outside, Yang Wangshu and Lin Hu were lying on chairs, looking at the cartoon projected by the tablet computer, giggling and giggling.
Neither of them is aware of each other's existence.
……………………
Cheng Jinyang took Xing Yuanzhi to land.
As soon as he landed on the ground, Azhi staggered.
Wild legs.
Cheng Jinyang quickly supported her, and she was filled with a shameful roll of eyes.
"By the way." Xing Yuanzhi suddenly grabbed his arm, "I have to buy emergency contraceptive pills! I don't want to attend the door with a big belly!"
"That's not good for your health, right?" Cheng Jinyang asked hesitantly.
"What's good or not?" Xing Yuanzhi sneered, "It doesn't matter. I have a bad reputation and can only rely on you, right?"
"Fuck! Azhi, your reputation is mine!" Cheng Jinyang immediately made a tough statement, "Whoever dares to chew your tongue behind his back, I will pull his tongue!"
Xing Yuanzhi's face looked a little better and she no longer mentioned the issue of birth control pills.
To be honest, in fact, Uncle Xing has discussed this kind of "pregnancy" strategy as a strategy. After all, Cheng Jinyang did not establish a wife, so if the eldest son is in hand, the probability of Xing Yuanzhi getting the position of a wife would be even higher.
Xing Yuanzhi rejected this proposal, and the reason was very simple: she still wants shame.
At this time, it was another situation. By chance, rice has become rice and wood has become a boat. Even if you continue to be reserved, you cannot change the facts that have already happened.
Considering that there are so many competitors eyeing each other, how to consolidate and take advantage of your sneak attack is the next priority.
Miss Wang Wanrou has recently developed the habit of drinking afternoon tea, mainly staying in a quiet room inside the living room of the tribe and reading books and passing the time.
The two hurried here and found Miss Wang who was drinking tea. Cheng Jinyang quickly told her about the situation.
Wang Wanrou raised her eyebrows, obviously having a strong interest in this.
She carefully checked the mental state of the two and said mockingly:
"A very simple illusion. Even if you don't have spiritual skills, you won't be hit if you are a little alert. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for fucking Chai Liehuo and get caught by someone else."
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault." Before Xing Yuanzhi next to him had an attack, Cheng Jinyang quickly took the blame on himself, "Wanrou, this matter must not be left alone, otherwise if the demon continues to make trouble, I'm afraid there will be a final result.
I can't bear to say something happens."
"Then you need to say it?" Wang Wanrou sneered, "Since I know, it's natural that her arrest will be a matter of time."
She stood up and said calmly:
"Let's go and take me to the bedroom."
The three of them returned to their residence again and saw Yang Wangshu lying on a chair watching a drama.
"Wangshu." Wang Wanrou asked lightly, "How long have you been watching here?"
"I've been at home all the time today." Yang Wangshu said for granted.
So Cheng Jinyang and Xing Yuanzhi's faces also changed. They thought at the same time that when they were doing business in the room, Yang Wangshu might be in the living room, blocked by demons and knew nothing.
Even more outrageous, the demon may have been listening to the wall roots outside and maintaining his perception and manipulation of everyone...
Rounding is equivalent to being broadcast live throughout the whole process!
"Don't let me catch that demon!" Xing Yuanzhi gritted her teeth and thought to herself.
"This demon's innate magical power seems a bit against the will of heaven. Can you try to use it for yourself?" Cheng Jinyang thought to himself.
"Trump." Wang Wanrou thought to herself.
"What's wrong with you?" Yang Wangshu asked curiously when he noticed that everyone's expressions were wrong.
"It's nothing, don't worry about so many children." Xing Yuanzhi said boredly in a bad mood.
"It's best if you don't know. If you know, you have to pretend not to know." Cheng Jinyang reminded her seriously.
Yang Wangshu:???
Ridder man, right? Isn’t it? I don’t care about your messy things!
Pushing the door into the bedroom, Wang Wanrou turned her head and glanced around, and sniffed her nose:
"It tastes quite heavy. Don't you know if you are ventilated or breathable?"
Cheng Jinyang was simply ashamed: "After we left, the windows were actually open."
Looking at Xing Yuanzhi next to her, she wanted to dig a hole in the floor and drill in.