Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

How could such a proud man allow it? He wanted to forget, but was easily forgotten?

Mu Qinghuan's eyes flickered. Where did he get her confidence from, to be able to easily retrieve her memories?

Did he think she wanted to forget herself, to forget the past?

In the past two years, she had put in a lot of effort, but she couldn't find the past that she had forgotten.

Maybe no one wanted her to remember.

Other than him, Feng Cheng.

Her head hurt even more, Mu Qinghuan really wanted to roll on the ground and roll on the ground.

"Mu Qinghuan, what's wrong?" Seeing that something was wrong with Mu Qinghuan, she looked nervous, he held her body tight and asked in a low voice.

"My head, it hurts …" Inexplicably, Mu Qinghuan spoke the truth.

Probably because he had used his brain too much, Feng Cheng lightly patted her back and his words unconsciously eased up, "Now, what can you think of?"

In her blank mind, a few fragmented images flashed by. It was her dragging her luggage away from a small room …

"I'm sorry …" Mu Qinghuan's heart tightened. They all said that she was a vain woman, leaving Feng Cheng during his most difficult time.

"What did you see?" Feng Cheng asked nervously.

"I saw that I left a small house …" Mu Qinghuan could not even raise her head as she said those words.

Feng Cheng felt pain in his eyes. He had left him that morning.

He sneered, then patted her back slowly. "Think about it slowly. I'm in no hurry."

Shaking her head, Mu Qinghuan still wanted to continue reminiscing, but was hugged tightly by Feng Cheng, "Enough, don't think about it anymore!"

Although this method of forcing Mu Qinghuan to think of something, it was still a form of torture for her.

She was no different from a patient now. The only difference was that she needed more verbal care and a safer environment.

She rubbed her head, realizing that she was so close to Feng Cheng that she wanted to struggle free as if she had been electrocuted. However, Feng Cheng reached out and grabbed her slender waist firmly, "I used to hug you like this often."

"Is that so?" Falling into confusion, Mu Qinghuan was just about to say something.

Peng!

Li Tangyao walked in with the two takeouts. With a satisfied smile on his face, he was still feeling gratified that Mu Qinghuan had returned the bracelet to him. Maybe his hard work could change Mu Qinghuan's mind.

When he saw Feng Cheng, the smile on his face instantly disappeared, and he subconsciously held tightly to the thermal box in his hand. His voice was very soft, "Fourth Brother …"

After pausing for a moment, Li Tangyao almost blurted out, "Let's compete fairly."

"Once she recovers her memories, she'll choose whoever she chooses." After nodding his head thrice, Feng Cheng was not afraid of competition at all.

After taking a deep breath, Li Tangyao asked while suppressing his emotions, "If her memories couldn't be recovered?"

Feng Cheng immediately retorted, "Impossible!"

Neither of these two men were willing to be modest, and her was the main topic of their discussion. However, they did not question Mu Qinghuan in the slightest, treating her like a cabbage, how could they not respect a woman?

"I'm going to sleep." After covering herself with the blanket, Mu Qinghuan didn't want to bother with anyone else, so she sank into a ball of confusion.

She didn't want to hurt anyone. She was just a person who had forgotten the past. Only she knew about that past. No one could help her.

She didn't know how to make the right choice …

"Let's eat first." Putting down the thermal insulation box, Li Tangyao tried to tempt his with the delicious food.

Mu Qinghuan was hungry, she forced herself to divert her attention, "No, you guys go out first, I need to rest."

"Then let's go." Widening his collar, Feng Cheng did not stay behind, nor would he let Li Tangyao stay behind. He grabbed Li Tangyao's wrist firmly, and rushed out the door.

"Fourth Brother …" Li Tangyao licked his lower lip, and explained, "I do not insist on fighting with you, but that year, when Mu Qinghuan left you, no one knew what happened. Are you sure she really wanted to remember?"

"Wait until she finds her memories …" She'll come back to me. " Back then, Feng Cheng knew better than anyone what reason Mu Qinghuan had to leave. She had explained that the relationship between him and the Water Immortal was clean and clear, and Mu Qinghuan believed that now. Otherwise, when she was leaving, she wouldn't have agreed to sleep with him.

However, she had slept with him and left early in the morning.

However, he was no longer the same as he was before.

"Did she have to choose you?" These past two years, he had always been by Mu Qinghuan's side, and he had already understood the current Mu Qinghuan better than anyone else. If he recovered his memories, would Mu Qinghuan be able to so easily forget those two years of happiness?

"We'll know after we try." Raising his chin, Feng Cheng laughed coldly. In these two years, Li Tangyao did not manage to let Mu Qinghuan recover her memories, which meant that Li Tangyao was not strong enough to affect her.

"To Miss Meiluo …" Li Tangyao asked as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated. He did not wish for Feng Cheng to hug him left and right because that would be a type of injury.

"I know what to do, I don't need you to worry about it." Saying that, Feng Cheng faked taking out his car keys, as if he was about to leave.

Seeing that, Li Tangyao left first.

After Li Tangyao left, Feng Cheng turned back around. He quietly sat on the wooden bench in the corridor and clenched his fingers into fists.

Every time my heart hurts, I don't feel any more pain …

It doesn't hurt at all...

"Don't —!" When she woke up from a nightmare, Mu Qinghuan was already sweating profusely and sparkling tears hung at the corners of her eyes.

She dreamt that someone was shooting at Feng Cheng, following closely behind, Feng Cheng's entire body was covered in blood.

His heart thumped rapidly, Mu Qinghuan's first reaction was to grab his phone and call Feng Cheng to ensure his safety.

But she realized that she had gone too far.

Little Six was her boyfriend...

But she was actually crying for other men in her dreams.

Clutching her cheeks, Mu Qinghuan kept telling herself that she had to be calm, that she had to be calm, but she was still immersed in that dream that was difficult to escape from, and she suppressed her tears.

Why was her heart so uncomfortable?

After changing her clothes, Mu Qinghuan felt dizzy.

Carrying countless' why ', Mu Qinghuan opened the door listlessly.

A handful of fiery red roses flew past her eyes, lighting up her vision.

As if she had forgotten the nightmare from before, Mu Qinghuan couldn't help but reach out to touch it.

The rose must have been fresh, covered with white dewdrops, touching.

When she regained her senses, Mu Qinghuan was suddenly shocked, and raised her eyes to look at the approaching person!

His magnetic voice was heard, "Qing Er, do you like it?"