Zheng Xian'er closed her eyes and said lazily: "I'll change another one when you die, what's the big deal?" ”

"Xian'er!" Lou Que roared, and his arms suddenly tightened, as if he was about to strangle Zheng Xian'er's waist.

After a long silence, he let out a long sigh: "Are you playing with me, or have you really forgotten...... Alas, that's it, today I asked abruptly, and I can't blame you for being annoyed. But I have no ill intentions, so why do you bother to use those bastard words against yourself? ”

"Why should I do myself?" Zheng Xian'er asked with a sneer.

Lou Que grabbed her hand and pressed it on his chest: "You didn't do it yourself, so why am I distressed?" ”

Zheng Xian'er hesitated for a moment, and pulled her hand back vigorously: "Fifth son, cheating is not like this, you are boring like this!" ”

Lou Que sighed silently.

Zheng Xian'er felt a little itchy on her shoulder, and reached out to scratch it, but touched the water in her hand.

She was startled and sat up with a "whew": "No...... Fifth son, are you crying...... You're a big man, why are you crying? I haven't cried yet! What, are you going to force me to be responsible for you or what?! ”

Lou Que pressed her down again, refusing to look up: "Xian'er, if you don't want to admit it, let me tell you about my 'old friend' - to be honest, I can't even remember what she was born like, and I don't know what her real name is, let alone how old she is and where she lives...... I was so drunk that night that I couldn't put together the memories. All I could see and touch was a silk handkerchief she left behind......"

Zheng Xian'er sighed and patted him on the shoulder soothingly, like coaxing a child.

Lou Que rubbed the corner of his lips against her shoulder socket and continued: "After meeting you, I always feel that you look like her inexplicably. These days get along, but it gradually doesn't look like ......"

"So, you just wanted to use me as a stand-in in the first place?" Zheng Xian'er asked calmly.

Lou Que immediately denied: "Naturally not." ”

Zheng Xian'er thought for a while and smiled: "Even if it is, it doesn't matter." I don't care where your heart is, as long as it's enough to be in my bed! ”

Lou Que raised his head and said hurriedly: "You are not a stand-in!" Xian'er, did you really forget? You're her! ”

Zheng Xian'er frowned and thought for a while, and then laughed "sneer": "It turns out that this is what you just asked my 'old man'!" ”

Lou Que pressed her shoulder and looked at her eyes fixedly: "Do you still want to deny it?" ”

"I don't deny it," Zheng Xian'er smiled sincerely, "You say I'm an old man, I'm an old man." People always have to be nostalgic for the old, especially the literati. Today you miss your old man affectionately, and if I am gone, scattered, or dead one day, you will naturally miss me like this. Tongjie, don't always think about the past, no matter how much you think about it, you won't be able to go back. ”

Lou Que put her words on the tip of her tongue and tasted them for a long time, and finally came back to her senses: "It seems that you really forgot." It's okay, I have the credentials-"

He sat up and reached into his bosom to touch the two handkerchiefs.

Zheng Xian'er held down his hand: "Don't show me your tokens." ”

Lou Que looked at her and frowned.

Zheng Xian'er sighed: "Why do you have to make things so clear?" If you show me the evidence, if not, won't you be sad for each other? Wouldn't it be nice for you to keep the evidence as if I had already admitted that I would be your old friend from now on? ”

Lou Que lowered his head and looked at her with some annoyance: "Xian'er, what are you running away from?" You don't look like you're amnesia, why do you still refuse to admit it after I say so much? ”

Zheng Xian'er sat up and met his gaze: "What, are you still angry?" Well, since you must get to the bottom of it, I have no choice but to tell you clearly that my body was damaged by myself, and I have never had any 'old people', let alone left any silk handkerchiefs as a token of love. That 'old man' of yours must not be me! ”

Lou Que was stunned, stared at Zheng Xian'er's eyes for a long time, and did not find any traces of lying.

Before, he was at least nine points sure, but now the silk handkerchief was hidden in his arms, and he didn't dare to take it out.

Zheng Xian'er sighed, leaned forward, and hugged his shoulder: "Tong Jie, assuming that I am really your old friend, what can you do?" Will you be able to marry me openly, or will you allow me to be a couple for the rest of my life? The relationship between you and me is only suitable for sleeping together secretly, and if you entangle something else, it will be asking for trouble! ”

"You mean, it's hard to be confused?" Lou Que asked in a dumb voice.

Zheng Xian'er's hands slid to his waist and teased as if he were nothing: "I mean, there is wine today and drunk tomorrow!" ”

Lou Que sighed, turned over and pressed her down: "That's it, today-it's really me who is too disappointed, don't be surprised." ”

"You made me comfortable tonight, so I naturally can't blame you!" Zheng Xian'er smiled coquettishly and took the initiative to stick her body up.