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But in the next second, He Mulan's puzzled and ignorant eyes deeply stung He Zhaoyuan.

"You are?" He Mulan had a very familiar feeling, as if something was desperately hitting her nerves, but she didn't remember, she didn't remember anything!

"Mu Lan, you don't remember me?" Word by word, although He Zhaoyuan was prepared, he couldn't help but tremble at the moment he was facing.

"yes, I don't remember at all, I have amnesia." Seeing the uncomfortable appearance of the man in front of him, He Mulan's heart felt a dull pain for no reason, but he didn't know where to start.

"Don't stand just yet, sit and talk slowly." Pei Yan looked at the brother and sister and said.

"Okay." He Zhaoyuan took a few deep breaths, had gradually calmed down, sat beside He Mulan, and while whispering softly, he picked up the apple on the table and peeled it for her.

"Mu Lan, I'm your brother. Do you remember, when we were kids, we used to hang out together, and you liked to dig birds' nests, but you couldn't climb trees. So I climbed the tree every time and put the bird's nest on the lower branches, so that you would have to get past the addiction of digging birds' eggs. ”

He Zhaoyuan said as he handed the apple to He Mulan, he looked at He Mulan quietly, his eyes were gentle and oceanic.

"I ......" Listening to He Zhaoyuan's words, He Mulan also tried to recall everything in the past. But whenever this happens, her head hurts incomparably, like an eight-hundred-pound hammer beating, as if she deliberately wants to keep her from remembering.

"I-" He Mulan covered her head in pain, a look of despair, "I really don't remember." ”

"It's okay, let's take our time." Although He Zhaoyuan was anxious, he was more distressed.

After some conversation, He Zhaoyuan knew that He Mulan's current identity was special and there were dangers everywhere, in order not to expose her hiding place, in reluctance and reluctance, He Zhaoyuan and Pei Yan could only leave as soon as possible.

"I've been completely unable to get out of that fake He Mulan these days." As soon as he talked about this, Feng Anyan gritted his teeth and was helpless, "I can only discuss countermeasures with you on the grounds of work." ”

"Poof, I have deep sympathy for your plight." Gu Qing shrugged his shoulders, saying sympathy, but there was no concern on his face.

"I don't know what happened to Mu Lan now." Feng Anyan's eyes were stained with deep worry. Thinking of the uncertainty of his beloved's life and death, he couldn't help but punch the table with hatred, causing a table to shake, and the teacup almost fell unsteadily.

"yes." Gu Qingji's face also became heavy, and she rubbed the round nails painted with dancôme, pondering.

Suddenly, Gu Qingjian seemed to think of something and slapped his thigh.

"Huh? What great idea came to mind? Seeing Gu Qing frowning like this, Feng Anyan immediately asked anxiously.

"Hmmm! Since they want to be like this, then we might as well follow them, they want to know our details, so we will follow this fake He Mulan and catch the person behind her in one fell swoop! ”

Gu Qing said slowly, clearly organized.

"How?" Feng Anyan raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face became more and more serious.

Gu Qing frowned and beckoned, whispering in Feng Anyan's ear, his eyes shining brightly.

Sitting in the most famous and romantic restaurant in the country, Mo Qingmian was a little nervous, but more excited.

Unexpectedly, Feng Anyan took the initiative to invite her to a "candlelight dinner", which was really a great joy!

Mo Qingmian lowered her eyes, hiding her smugness, and pretending to be shy and timid.

"Mu Lan, what do you want to eat?" The waiter has come up to serve the two. Feng Anyan was wearing a black suit and a blue tie today, and his formal suit made him look as long as jade, and he was a little more serious.

And when a person in serious costume whispers softly to you, it is like a little melting snow in the ice, which makes people extremely fluttering.

Feng Anyan's voice is deep like a cello, very magnetic, once immersed in the gentle spring is like a deadly poison - people are willing to sink into the love web he weaves.

"I, I'll do whatever it takes." Mo Qingmian's cheeks couldn't help but blush, and his heart was like a deer bumping into each other.

Feng Anyan is really damn sultry.

Taking all of Mo Qingmian's demeanor into his eyes, Feng Anyan sneered in his heart, but the smile on his face became more and more gentle, as if soaked in sweetness.

"Then the ones from last time, they are all your favorite foods." Feng Anyan asked softly.

"Okay." Mo Qingmian responded equally sweetly.

The waiter notes down the menu and retreats.

Mo Qingmian raised her eyes and looked around.

The restaurant is dominated by bright colors, with magnificent flowers on each table, elegant music and the scent of perfume in the air.

The delicate white porcelain table is covered with pink rose tablecloths, and the flowers that symbolize love bloom everywhere.

The curtains are blue, and the top ends are hung with short white tassels, and this simple color palette contrasts with the most romantic tables and chairs, which is even more luxurious and elegant.

It is known for its romance, and the decoration alone makes people look at it and be full of pink bubbles. As a result, it has become a dating mecca for couples.

In addition, their dishes are unique and have a special flavor, so they are very popular with people. Therefore, it is not easy to eat here, at least half a month in advance to book a table, and it may not even be able to book.

And this is not for the rich and the poor, and it will not make room for you just because you are powerful and powerful. Therefore, the reputation is also very good.

Thinking of this, the worry in Mo Qingmian's heart gradually subsided, and it seemed that Feng Anyan was still very thoughtful.

But what she didn't know was that this restaurant was owned by Feng Anyan, so it was completely easy to get a place.

The dishes are quickly served, neatly arranged one by one, the color is bright, crispy and dripping, and the aroma seems to spread for thousands of miles. Mo Qingmian just took a deep breath, and felt that the taste buds of his whole body were mobilized, which really made people smell like drooling.

This restaurant lives up to its name.

But come to think of it, if it's not good, how can it attract people.

"Here, eat this." Feng Anyan took a piece of meat and put it on Mo Qingmian's plate, and the smile on his lips was gentle, as if he could melt the ice of Antarctica.

"Okay." Mo Qingmian responded sweetly, and the sweet interaction between the two people was like a real couple. Mo Qingmian almost forgot that he was Mo Qingmian, not He Mulan.

But she still enjoyed the treatment that should have been available to He Mulan with peace of mind.

At the same time, her guard gradually relaxed.

"You eat more, you're so thin, it's distressing to look at." Feng Anyan's soft eyebrows and eyes revealed distress, and those eyes that seemed to be dazzling stars only reflected Mo Qingmian alone.

"Where, where, I'm still afraid that you don't like me anymore if I'm fat." Mo Qingmian smiled shyly and said angrily.

"How can it be, it's good to be fat, so that no one will snatch it." Feng Anyan hid the mockery in his eyes and smiled softly like a spring breeze.