Ajing is still Ajing, he has not recovered his memory.

Mu Yanran stopped crying, she came out of Ajing's arms, closed the door, and pulled Ajing into the house.

Before Mu Yanran spoke, Ajing took out US dollars from his pocket, "Yanran, here you go."

Mu Yanran was stunned, wondering where Ajing got the money from.

"Ajing, I asked you to wait for me at home, where did you go? Do you know that I am very worried about you."

Mu Yanran said unhappily.

She was worried that Ajing would leave, worried that Ajing would forget about her.

Holding the money, Ajing lowered his head, and he said softly, "Yanran, I'm sorry."

"I want to make money to support you."

This light sentence made Mu Yanran unable to continue to be angry.

Her eyes fell on Ajing's palm, and found that his palm was red, he should have gone out to work.

"Ajing, what did you do?"

Mu Yanran asked.

"I was bored at home, so I went out for a walk and saw an uncle moving, so I went to help."

As soon as Ajing said that, Mu Yanran understood.

When she first came here, her poor English sometimes still couldn't communicate with people here. Knowing English and speaking English are not the same thing.

Ajing lost his memory, but he didn't forget everything he knew.

He forgot English, not only could he understand it, but he also spoke it very standardly.

Mu Yanran took Ajing out for a walk, and she found that Ajing knew more than just English. There were people from all countries here, and Ajing knew a little.

Thinking of Ajing's life experience, Mu Yanran didn't find it strange.

The Gu family must have put a lot of effort into the training of future leaders. No matter how bad Ajing's academic performance was before, he actually knew more than ordinary students.

"Yanran, I'm sorry." Ajing said again.

Mu Yanran was out of breath, she took the money from Ajing's hand, she counted it, and the money was not a small amount. Tomorrow is her salary day, when she gets the money, plus this money, she should be able to buy Ajing a better set of clothes.

"Yanran, I will make money to support you."

A Jing looked at Mu Yanran and said seriously.

Mu Yanran looked at A Jing in confusion, and A Jing said, "That's what they said on TV."

"Men should support their own women."

In A Jing's heart, Mu Yanran is his woman.

Even if he lost his memory, he still has male chauvinism in his bones, and he still knows that a man who cares about his family needs to make money to pamper his woman.

Mu Yanran smiled, and A Jing's words were enough.

"Okay." She replied half-jokingly.

How could such an A Jing be able to make money to support her. But she didn't care. Could A Jing support himself? She would support him.

"Are you hungry?" Mu Yanran said again, and she said to Ajing, "Go, get the vegetables we bought yesterday morning from the refrigerator, and I'll cook for you."

"After eating, I'm going to the restaurant, you stay at home and be good."

As he said, Mu Yanran walked to the small kitchen, and Ajing followed behind Mu Yanran, and he said, "I don't want Yanran to suffer."

"Yanran, I'll support you." He emphasized again.

In Ajing's heart, Yanran is the best and the most powerful.

When he woke up, he didn't remember who he was, and there was only Yanran around him.

Yanran treated him very well, but Yanran had to study and make money, and Ajing felt distressed.

Ajing didn't necessarily force himself to remember everything in the past. Who he was and where his home was, Ajing didn't want to know at all.

It was enough for him to have Yanran in his world.

"Okay, okay." Mu Yanran turned her head and smiled and replied, "Be good, help me take the vegetables out of the refrigerator first."

"Otherwise, I will be late and my salary will be deducted."

A Jing listened to Mu Yanran's words and went to the refrigerator to get something obediently.

In the refrigerator, there was the fish that Yanran bought yesterday.

A Jing likes to eat fish, so Yanran cooks fish for him in different ways.

A Jing's mouth is very picky. After eating the dishes of the Gu family chef for so many years, he feels uncomfortable eating outside.

Mu Yanran can still remember that a week after A Jing woke up, she asked A Jing what he liked to eat.

A Jing said, fish.

Mu Yanran's cooking skills are good, she has strong self-care ability, and she can do housework and cooking. But the fish she cooked that day was disliked by A Jing.

It tasted good, but A Jing said it was too fishy.

Mu Yanran realized that it was not that her cooking skills were bad, but that A Jing was born in a wealthy family and was used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, so of course the food she cooked was unpalatable.

Just like this house and the clothes on Ajing, Mu Yanran gave them with all her strength, but for Ajing, the house was too small and the material of the clothes was too hard.

He was very picky, letting Mu Yanran know that she had to work harder to make money.

But no matter how hard she tried, Mu Yanran knew very well that she would never be able to make as much money as Gu Mocheng in her life.

Later, Ajing became sensible, and he would find the fish cooked by Mu Yanran delicious no matter how fishy it was.

No matter how small the house was, he felt warm.

This was not just a feeling, but because he liked to be with Yanran.

Mu Yanran was thinking about how to give Ajing a better life, and the sharp knife fell and hurt her finger. She screamed "ah" and blood immediately flowed out.

Ajing heard Mu Yanran's cry, he hurried over to take a look, and saw that Mu Yanran's finger was bleeding. Without thinking too much, he stuffed Mu Yanran's injured finger into his mouth.

The warm tongue touched Mu Yanran's finger, and she raised her head and looked at Ajing with worried eyes.

Ajing took out Mu Yanran's finger and saw that her finger did not bleed anymore. When he was feeling proud, Mu Yanran said with a smile, "It's so dirty."

Being rejected by Mu Yanran, A Jing lowered his head.

Mu Yanran was teasing A Jing. Seeing his look, she couldn't help but stand up on her tiptoes and kiss A Jing's lips.

A Jing's eyes lit up and he looked at Mu Yanran with a smile.

"Fool." Mu Yanran smiled.

She said and wanted to continue the work at hand, A Jing took Mu Yanran's hand.

"Yanran." He looked at Mu Yanran and called.

Mu Yanran said "Hmm" and said, "What are you doing!"

"I want to eat Yanran's mouth, it will taste delicious." As he said this, regardless of whether Mu Yanran agreed or not, A Jing leaned over and kissed Mu Yanran's lips.

Ah Jing is like a child sometimes, but when it comes to love, he is still domineering despite being ignorant.

Mu Yanran thought, A Jing lost his memory and IQ, but the man's true nature was still there.

No, he hugged her and kissed her for a long time.

"A Jing, I'm going to make dinner." Mu Yanran pushed A Jing away and continued cutting vegetables.

Ajing stood behind Mu Yanran and looked at Mu Yanran with resentment. He hadn't kissed her enough.

Mu Yanran cooked two dishes, and the two of them gathered around the table and had a simple dinner.

A Jing praised Yanran's delicious food while eating. He didn't dare to criticize the food anymore, because every time Yanran said the food was not delicious, Yanran's eyes would dim and gloomy, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Mu Yanran was too late, so she left the dishes at home for A Jing to wash. Before leaving, she told A Jing not to break the dishes while washing them.

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