I also sometimes struggle, you are an old man, how can I live with you forever?

Will it be criticized? ”

Lu Zhanting showed an innocent expression, as if he was really distressed, he couldn't be with Old Man He.

But he was a young woman, and he looked as beautiful as Millet.

Then he won't be worried.

What he didn't know was that he was actually deeply attracted to Xia Wanqing, not He Zhong.

"Now, guess what's our relationship?"

The woman finally shook off his hand and said to him.

"What's the relationship?"

"Aren't you going to be with me? Naturally, we will be a couple from now on. ”

Well, that's good, it's a couple.

He finally has someone he likes.

He thought he had lost his memory, and he had lost even the ability to like people.

However, the moment Xia Wanqing appeared, he understood that he had not lost the ability to love others.

He would have liked someone, too.

Even if the other party has become an old man of the same sex, he likes it.

What attracted him was not Xia Wanqing's appearance, but the interesting soul under that skin.

For Lu Zhanting, there is nothing more important than this.

He held Xia Wanqing in his arms, so tightly that he couldn't pick his fingers open.

It was as if he was going to melt her into his own blood.

Xia Wanqing was in his arms, unable to say a word.

She was hugged so tightly that she couldn't say anything.

After a while, the man let her go, leaned down and said, "Do you really want to be with me?" Summer evening. ”

Nonsense, she's his wife, not with him, with whom?

"Lu Zhanting, I know you have amnesia and don't remember me, I am willing to give you time to let you slowly think of me."

"Don't give me time, I know, I like you!"

The man smiled innocently like a child.

He has a pair of beautiful eyebrows, with a good-looking eyebrow shape and well-defined eyebrows.

When he was smiling, every eyebrow was smiling.

Xia Wanqing was really intoxicated by his handsome and handsome, clean and dusty smile.

Lu Zhanting had amnesia, so his gaze was more pure.

He doesn't think about anything other than Xia Wanqing.

In his memory, there was only one her.

Whether she's an old man, an old man, or a pretty little girl who can't take her eyes off, he only likes her.

There was only one her in his eyes.

"Is this love?

I don't love Miller, but I love you, I like you, Xia Wanqing, whether you are my uncle or not, I like you. ”

Speaking of He Zhong, Xia Wanqing was in a somewhat complicated mood.

When she was still He Zhong, Lu Zhanting's eyes were very strange when he looked at her.

Can true love really care about gender and age?

"Tell me honestly, do you like He Zhong?"

"Isn't he you?"

"That's different, I'm Xia Wanqing."

"But He Zhong is also pretending to be you."

"That's two people, too."

"Is there a difference?"

"Absolutely."

The little girl was unforgiving, her bright red lips pursed slightly, and there was no smile on her face.

What are men thinking?

His good-looking eyes blinked, and he thought of kissing the girl.

Her lips were so beautiful that they were like a feast tempting him to kiss.

So without hesitation, the man leaned over and kissed Xia Wanqing's soft, fragrant, and frozen red lips.

Under this kiss, it became more and more uncontrollable, and Lu Zhanting's mind seemed to be in a movie, going through the before and after of his accident.

I want to talk about "Rebirth Military Marriage: Lu Shao's High-profile Pet" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~