"I'm sorry, but I felt it...... Nothing else!! Because I thought of your former lover!! ”

Ling Luoyu slowly raised his eyes, his eyes flickering as he looked at him. Please search () to see the most complete! Fastest updated .net

"You have amnesia, you don't remember her...... Even if she is standing in front of you now, you don't know who she is!! In my hometown, there was a man named Rabindranath Tagore, who wrote such a poem...... The farthest distance in the world is not that you and I are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, but that life and death are boundless; The farthest distance in the world is not life and death, but I stand in front of you, and you don't know that I love you......"

Mo Xuanchen suddenly grabbed her hand, his eyes flickering: "Luo Xuan, who are you?!" ”

Ling Luoyu's fingertips trembled slightly, and he slowly withdrew his hand: "I'm Luo Xuan!" ”

She lowered her eyes and got up, her feet staggering slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm drunk, I'm going to rest......"

Ling Luoyu didn't dare to stay any longer!

She felt the effects of alcohol!

If she stayed here any longer, she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself, and she would talk nonsense and tell everything.

She retreated to leave, but was stopped by Mo Xuanchen.

"No!! You're not Luo Xuan!! Who are you?? What is the relationship between you and my former self?! ”

"It's okay!!" Ling Luoyu suddenly drank and shook his hand to push him away, but because of the unstability of his feet, the whole person fell backwards.

"Be careful!"

Mo Xuanchen's arm flipped over, hugged her in and around, and spun and fell.

The long hair was scattered, and Ling Luoyu fell asleep in his arms.

Raising his eyebrows lightly, Mo Xuanchen looked at the wine jug on the table: "So fast?" ”

This pot of wine is specially made by him.

His original intention was to take advantage of Ling Luoyu's drunkenness to reveal some secrets, but after knowing that she was in luck, the wine quickly rushed and she was drunk in an instant.

Looking at the person who was paralyzed in his arms, he bent down to pick her up, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

"So light?!"

A big man, but as light as a feather, held in his arms, as if holding a delicate woman.

A faint fragrance came to the nose, like nephrite.

"A big man, but like a woman......"

He smiled and pushed open the door and put her on the bed.

His long hair brushed her cheeks as he bent over.

"Xuanchen, don't make ...... trouble"

Ling Luoyu muttered and shook his hand.

Mo Xuanchen's heart was like a knife in an instant, and he snorted in pain and sat down on the bed.

"Xuanchen??"

She called so naturally, so intimately, as if these two words had popped out of her mouth countless times.

Don't??

Does she really know her past??

Mo Xuanchen touched his chest with his hand, looked into her eyes, and shook his head in disbelief.

"Luo Xuan, who the hell are you?? Is your appearance by my side accidental or inevitable??! ”

Her cheeks were pink, her lips were like peach blossoms, bright and dripping, the tip of her nose and forehead were dripping with fine beads of sweat, and the air was filled with the unique fragrance of women.

This smell made his heart ripple, and he inexplicably didn't want to control himself.

Looking at her sleeping position, Mo Xuanchen's fingers couldn't help but slowly caress her cheeks.

"Luo Xuan ......"

Ling Luoyu rolled over, holding his wrists with both hands, and pillowed his cheeks on his palms.

"Xuanchen, don't go ......"

Mo Xuanchen's heart hurt more and more, and he couldn't help kneeling in front of the bed, looking at her cheeks with shortness of breath.

"How so?!"

Why did his heart ache every time she called him?