School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 508 You're pretending to be a white lotus!

"Look for yourself, how dare you pretend to be a white lotus?"

Hearing the cold and mocking tone, Zui Qiyue was stunned, her throat seemed to lose her voice, and she couldn't make a sound for a long time.

She was so speechless, like a igniting thread, the anger that was suppressed deep in his heart was instantly ignited, and it burned blazingly.

For some reason, when I knew it was not the first time for her, I felt inexplicable anger in my heart.

"Why, speechless?"

When he heard his mocking voice again, Zuo Qiyue suddenly came to his senses, struggling angrily, breaking free with both hands, and beating his chest in hatred.

"Nangonghan, how could you do this? My first time, on your birthday, was completely handed over to you. You can't rely on your amnesia to hurt me whatever you want!"

Zui Qiyue roared, with moist tears glistening in his eye sockets.

Nangong Han's back stiffened, and he stood there in a daze, still relying on her to push and beat him.

My head is spinning quickly, recalling, birthday...

Before his birthday, he received a birthday present from Shu Yacheng, and he specifically told him to wait until his birthday to open it, but so far, he seems to have never opened it...

After that, my mind went blank, I had nothing else to do but to eat and sleep normally, and to deal with affairs.

It always feels like he's forgetting something important.

However, as soon as I tried to think about it, my head started to hurt violently.

"……woo woo woo woo……."

Pushing and beating him who was numb and unresponsive, Qiyue felt deeply helpless, covered his face in pain, and cried helplessly.

The whole figure fell into the dark and cold quagmire. She was powerless to struggle, powerless to resist, weak, and could only cry in sadness.

"do not Cry!"

Nangonghan took off his hands covering his face irritably, and what came into his eyes was a face full of tears. He was startled, and his whole heart seemed to miss a mouthful.

Eyes glistening with tears stared blankly at him.

She stretched out her cold hand trembling slightly, and slowly approached him, and then a little closer, and then a little closer, until the fingertips finally touched his warm cheek, and slowly, the entire palm of her hand covered her haughty face.

The cold hand touched the warm skin, which made him startled for a moment, and the coldness still spread to him.

"Do you still remember how we met? In the alley, do you know that you were very arrogant. Speaking of which, I also blamed you for your white hair, which made me mistakenly think you were a grandfather..."

Listening to her talk quietly, in a trance, his head began to recall vigorously, but there was another blank, the severe pain almost tore his head apart.

"Uh."

His face was full of pain, and his big hands pressed heavily on his temples.

"What's wrong with you? Does your head hurt?"

Most Qiyue was nervous, standing on tiptoe, trying to find out what was going on in his head.

"Go away." He kicked heavily and pushed her away with his big hands.

In a daze, he thought of Sansheng III in the yard, that flower, its effect is to make people forget a relationship.

Could it be that he really knew her, did he forget her because of the poison of forgetfulness?
Holding her shoulders tightly with both hands, he said in a low voice, "Are we really lovers?"

"I, I don't need to lie to you, if..."

"Well."

The pain in his head made him unbearable, and he kissed her frantically, sweeping the warm tip of his tongue in her mouth, rolling it.

It seemed that as soon as he met her, his frantic mood would gradually calm down.

"...Don't do this." Most Qiyue dodged and was tossed by him all night, she really couldn't bear his love anymore.

He was like a crazy beast, how could he hear her voice.

(End of this chapter)