I just want to be a salted fish

Just when Fu Qingyun fell into self-confusion, Ling Lingqi suddenly reached out and hooked his neck, and smiled sweetly: "You know what? I like the smell of plum blossom the most."

Because it was Feng Jiuyue's smell, which made her feel very cordial, and it was much more pleasing to her eyes as well as looking at Fu Qingyun.

Seeing the innocent smile on the familiar cold face, Fu Qingyun's eyes gradually softened, and he said softly: "Then you know, you look very much like September when you were a child."

Innocent and lively, innocent and fond of laughing, she is the Feng Jiuyue whom he has cherished for many years.

Suddenly, Fu Qingyun had an extremely bold idea.

If the memory of the woman in front of her is erased, will she cling to him all day like Feng Jiuyue when she was a child?

While thinking, they had already entered the bedroom of Chonghua Palace.

Fu Qingyun gently put Ling Lingqi on the bed, hesitated for a while before raising her right hand to cover her eyes.

He said softly to Ling Lingqi: "I won't erase your memory, but only temporarily seal it up. If you can make me happy, I promise you that I will never hurt you."

The red-clothed Ling Lingqi in the Consciousness Sea moved her ears, and opened her eyes the next moment, exerting her spiritual power, trying to resist Fu Qingyun's divine power.

But still a step too late.

A dazzling golden light descended from the sky, and Ling Lingqi in red was immediately enveloped in the golden light, unable to escape.

Seeing this, Ling Lingqi in red angrily patted the golden cage in front of her, and cursed: "Okay, Fu Qingyun, you dare to use this girl as a substitute, shameless!"

The next morning, Ling Lingqi woke up and saw a strange handsome man pillowed beside her bed, sleeping peacefully.

"Who is he?" Ling Lingqi blinked her blue eyes, leaned over slowly with great curiosity, then gently smelled the smell on his body, and murmured: "This is Is it the smell of plum blossoms?"

"It smells good."

The faint fragrance of plum blossoms filled her empty heart inexplicably.

"He's so good-looking, just like the male protagonist Bai Yueguang in the novel." Ling Lingqi frowned, admiring the beautiful man in front of her nympho.

At this time, Fu Qingyun moved his thin eyelids, opened his eyes like snowflakes, and then saw Ling Lingqi with his feet up, staring at him eagerly.

That appearance is pure and lovely, completely submerging the original high-cold aura of that face.

Fu Qingyun raised his hand to smooth the hair on the top of her head, and asked her gently: "When did you wake up?"

Ling Lingqi tilted her head, showing her face and said, "I just woke up."

This temperament is really like Jiuyue when he was a child. The more Fu Qingyun watched, the more satisfied he became, and he no longer struggled with the act of sealing Ling Lingqi's memory.

Suddenly, Ling Lingqi raised her hand and knocked on her head, her eyes were confused and she said: "It's strange, why does it feel like my head is empty and I can't think of anything?"

When Fu Qingyun saw it, he quickly grabbed her wrist and said, "Don't knock, you were drunk yesterday and accidentally hit your head against the wall, resulting in a short-term loss of memory, so you can't remember anything."

"I was drunk yesterday and accidentally bumped my head against the wall, resulting in a short-term memory loss?" Ling Lingqi repeated Fu Qingyun's words like a robot.

Fu Qingyun said with piercing eyes: "Yes."

Ling Lingqi didn't really believe his words at first, but when she smelled the strong smell of alcohol on her body, she believed it immediately, and then asked, "Do you know who I am? What's my name?"