Obviously, the two were still separated by a short distance, but Mu Xiaoxiao felt as if there was a warm breath on her chest, making the skin on her chest feel sensitive and a little pink. ,: 。

She subconsciously took a step back, blushed and said, "No need, I'll blow it myself!" ”

It was strange for her to have people staring at her chest like this.

"Isn't it good for me to blow it for you? What a shyness, come here. Yin Shaojie stretched out his long arm and fished her back.

"They all said they were coming!" Mu Xiaoxiao was in a hurry, so he pushed his head.

"Weren't you very obedient just now?" Yin Shaoji stared at her, his brows furrowed, and he looked at her puzzled.

Hearing this, Mu Xiaoxiao subconsciously resisted, "Who wants to be obedient!" I don't want to be obedient, you give me a hair dryer. ”

Yin Shaoyu felt a little familiar when he heard this, and couldn't help but squint his eyes, "Did you think of something again?" ”

I always feel that she will subconsciously say something she has said before.

Could it be that her amnesia is faked?

Although Yin Shaojie felt that this was unlikely, because even if Xiaoxiao was naughty, he would not play a game of amnesia in such a situation, but in his heart, he really hoped that she was pretending, not really amnesia.

So he felt that he should try her.

"Nope." Mu Xiaoxiao shook his head, took advantage of his hand not moving, quickly snatched the hair dryer, and then walked to the side, facing away from him to dry the wet neckline.

Yin Shaojian clasped his hands around his chest and squinted at her.

When Mu Xiaoxiao dried his clothes and turned back, he saw him sitting in the corner of the sofa with a sad look, his eyes lowered, his eyes diverging, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?" She felt that something was not quite right with him, and asked subconsciously.

Yin Shaoji shook his head and said indifferently, "It's nothing." ”

"You must have something, don't try to lie to me!" Mu Xiaoxiao felt that he was lying to himself, so he came up with a breath, walked over angrily, and sat beside him.

"Say, what's wrong? Didn't you say it was my fiancé? We are so close, what can't you tell me? ”

Seeing him like this, she felt a pain in her heart, and she felt an indescribable discomfort.

Yin Shaojie pretended to sigh sadly, then raised his eyes to look at her, and then said faintly, "I'm just...... I feel very sad in my heart. ”

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him with a straight face and asked worriedly.

It's okay just now.

Yin Shaoyu stretched out his palm, pressed it against her cheek, and his dark eyes locked her gaze affectionately and said, "You know what? You used to call me husband, but after you lost your memory, you didn't call me like that, and I felt very uncomfortable in my heart, very uncomfortable. ”

After saying that, he turned his eyes sadly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you this, it would make you stressed." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao paused, and asked with a little embarrassment, "Is this...... Did I really call you that? ”

Husband?

Did she call him that?

Yin Shaoyu turned his gaze back, looked into her eyes, nodded very seriously and said, "Yes, have you forgotten?" That's how you call me, do you want to shout it once and try it, maybe you'll feel it? Will you remember? ”

Mu Xiaoxiao thought about it for a while, probably thinking that he had a point, so she said in a slurred voice, "Old, husband, ......"