Chapter 315 Is the dream real?
Tears surged in Ning Xiang's different pupils, and while it wet her face, it also made Jiang Qingzhou, who was still about to move, startled, and her struggling movement paused for a moment.

But, it was only for a moment.

He found that the struggle was fruitless, so he could only tilt his head hard, forced his red lips to breathe a few times, and stopped Ning Xiang: "Miss Ning, please respect yourself, Jiang is just Jiang, not anyone's substitute!!"

He was still panting slightly, and besides being ashamed, there was also some embarrassment in his eyes.

Ning Xiang still didn't withdraw from his arms, but wrapped her arms around his waist, looked back at him with wet eyes: "Who told you, you are a substitute? You are him, and you are Mo Yinxing!"

As she said that, Ning Xiang wanted to continue to approach, but was pushed away by Jiang Qingzhou, and said in a flustered tone: "Miss Ning, you are talking nonsense, don't continue like this, I... um."

But the woman didn't give him a chance to leave. After grabbing his wrist with both hands, she raised it high above his head, making him look like she was going to grab it, and then kissed him again.

She kissed fiercely and urgently, as if she wanted to vent her longing for so long.

The treasure hunting mouse was still carrying a bag of new tea that Pei Zhuo'an asked to help bring in, but just as it walked to the door, it immediately saw such a shocking scene that dropped its jaw.

Immediately, he didn't even care about delivering the tea, so he hurriedly found a place to hide the fat rat's body, only showing a rat's head to see.

When looking at it, as if covering one's ears and stealing the bell, one of the mouse's eyes was covered with a mouse's paw, and the paws were separated to look at it.

While watching, he commented, "Tsk, I didn't expect the stinky woman to be so Meng Lang, but is she sure about something? Why did she develop to this point with Jiang Qingzhou's double?"

Others could not understand Ning Xiang, but Treasure Hunting Mouse did not.

Looking at Ning Xiang's red eyes and unsteady breathing, he reckoned that the possibility of Jiang Qingzhou being Mo Yinxing should be very high.

Because of her gaffe, it only accidentally met a few times after she met Mo Yinxing.

Seeing that Jiang Qingzhou inside was being bullied more and more ruthlessly, the treasure hunting mouse blushed and didn't dare to look any further, fearing the eyes of needles, so he hurried away.

Jiang Qingzhou, who was left in the room, looked helplessly at the woman who was still approaching him. While his heart was in a mess, more fragmentary memories emerged in his mind.

In his memory, he seemed to have done similar things with her.

It's just that he is the one who leads people to follow the temptation.

Ning Xiang's increasingly beautiful face was reflected in his eyes, and for a moment he didn't know how to push her away.

It wasn't until the closed window was blown open by the violent snow wind that the temperature in the room dropped a lot in an instant, Jiang Qingzhou's sense of leaving the cage came back, and he forced himself not to look at the beauty in front of him, and got off the low couch in a panic.

"Ms. Ningning, Jiang really can't stay longer. There are your relatives and friends outside. If they see it, how decent is it? Besides, Jiang still thinks that you have mistaken someone. Jiang is just Jiang!"

After all, he was afraid that Ning Xiang would mess up again, he almost staggered and pushed open the wooden door and ran out.

Ning Xiang did not continue to stop him this time, but sat up straight, straightened her messy clothes, straightened the messy hairpin on her blue hair, and moved her translucent lips:

"I knew, if it wasn't for amnesia, how could you look at me so strangely, but it doesn't matter, I will figure out what's going on."

He said that he is not Mo Yinxing, but he has the same face, the same habits, and even a part of the same memory as Mo Yinxing.

So, to continue to deny it, do you really think she is some kind of stupid idiot?

It was night, Jiang Qingzhou tossed and turned on the couch, unable to sleep well.

After returning from lunch at Ning Xiang's house next door at noon, for some reason, his mind became full of her, her eyebrows, her every frown and smile.

As well as her softness and sweetness, all of which lingered in his mind.

In his memory, he had never been in contact with a woman, and his body should have been stiff and overwhelmed by her active approach.

But for some reason, at that time, he didn't reject her at all, and even subconsciously knew how to respond to her.

"Hiss!!" The young man sat up from the couch, feeling that he couldn't continue thinking wildly.

He was afraid to continue like this, he would never be able to fall asleep at night.

There was herbal tea on the low table beside the couch. In this cold winter day, taking a few sips would not only refresh his mind, but also suppress a lot of heat that floated up from him.

Wearing a white undershirt, he stepped barefoot on the soft fur carpet, paced back and forth for a while, felt a little tired, and then went back to bed, and fed himself a sleep aid pill that he used to take when he was insomnia.

This pill can make him fall asleep quickly.

It didn't take long for him to feel a little dizzy.

But I don't know if his thoughts were disturbed by Ning Xiang's intrusion. In the half-dream and half-awake state, the tip of his nose was filled with the fragrance of new snow that belonged to her alone.

There was a touch of softness on his lips, and then he tasted some sweetness, and after that, there seemed to be something more in his hands, and the fragrance of new snow emitted from there was even stronger.

It's a pity that he took the sleep aid pills, and soon became completely unconscious and fell into a coma.

It wasn't until the next morning, when the sky was bright, that the closed window was blown open by the cold wind, waking him up from the cold, and then he woke up from a deep sleep, and looked at the position of his right hand in a daze.

There, there is still some vague feeling that he doesn't know how to describe. Thinking about it carefully, it looks a bit like a soft cat's belly, but it doesn't quite look like it.

But why is he so cold?Obviously wearing a thicker underwear.

In a daze, he lowered his head to look, only to realize that at some point, his tightly tied undershirt had been unbuttoned, revealing his strong chest inside, with some red marks left by bugs crawling over it.

Looking down, the obscene pants ran directly to the end of the quilt.

"? What's the matter? Is my sleeping appearance so bad?" He opened his mouth, only to feel the pain in his lips.

This made him completely sure that there should be some poisonous insect crawling in from the window to bite him.

I can only move my lips first, pick up his obscene pants and put them on.

When he was wearing it, he felt something dirty on his thigh, so he reached out and touched it.

But when I raised my hand, I couldn't see anything, only a little sticky.

Just as I was thinking about it, I couldn't hold back the cold wind and sneezed. I had no choice but to stop thinking about it, put on my underwear and close the window.

The windows were closed, the charcoal stove in the house was working again, and the house was hot again soon.

Jiang Qingzhou obviously took sleep aid pills last night, but felt that he didn't sleep well, so he planned to go back to sleep again.

I never thought that when I lay down again, I felt like there was some foreign object under the pillow, so I had to look through it first to see what it was.

 No prize quiz, boldly guess what it is~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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