Just when Fu Qingyun was in a state of self-confusion, Ling Lingqi suddenly reached out and hooked his neck, and said with a smile: "Do you know? I like the taste of plum blossoms the most. ”

Because it was the taste of Feng Jiuyue, it made her feel very cordial, and it was much more pleasing to the eye when she looked at Fu Qingyun.

Looking at the innocent smile on that familiar cold face, Fu Qingyun's eyes gradually softened, and he said softly: "Then do you know that your current appearance is very similar to September when you were a child." ”

Innocent and lively, he simply loves to laugh, which is the Feng September that he has remembered for many years.

Suddenly, Fu Qingyun had an extremely bold idea.

If the memory of the woman in front of her is erased, will she be like Feng Jiujiu when she was a child, sticking to him all day long?

While they were thinking, they had already entered the dormitory of Chonghua Palace.

Fu Qingyun gently placed Ling Lingqi on the bed, and hesitated for a while before raising his right hand and blindfolding her.

He said softly to Ling Lingqi: "I don't erase your memory, I only seal it temporarily, if you can make me happy, I promise you, I will never hurt you." ”

The red-clothed Ling Lingqi in the sea of knowledge moved his ears, and the next moment he opened his eyes and exerted his spiritual power, trying to fight against Fu Qingyun's divine power.

But it's still a step too late.

A dazzling golden light fell from the sky, and the red-clothed Ling Lingqi was immediately shrouded in the golden light, unable to escape.

Seeing this, the red-clothed Ling Lingqi patted the golden cage in front of him angrily, and scolded: "Good Fu Qingyun, you dare to let this girl be a stand-in, stinky and shameless!" ”

On the morning of the second day, Ling Lingqi woke up and saw a strange beautiful man pillowing beside her bed, sleeping quietly.

"Who is he?" Ling Lingqi blinked a pair of blue eyes, with great curiosity, slowly leaned over, then gently sniffed the smell on his body, and muttered, "Is this the smell of plum blossoms?" ”

"It smells so good."

The faint fragrance of plum blossoms filled her empty heart inexplicably.

"He looks so good, just like the white moonlight male protagonist in it." Ling Lingqi bent his eyebrows, admiring the beautiful man in front of him obsessively.

At this time, Fu Qingyun moved his thin eyelids, opened his eyes like snowflakes, and then saw Ling Lingqi with his feet crossed and staring at him with his eyes blank.

That look is simple and cute, completely drowning out the original cold aura of that face.

Fu Qingyun raised his hand to smooth the hairs on the top of her head, and asked her gently, "When did you wake up?" ”

Ling Lingqi tilted his head and said, "I just woke up." ”

This temperament is really like September when he was a child, the more Fu Qingyun looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and he no longer bothered with the act of sealing Ling Lingqi's memory.

Suddenly, Ling Lingqi raised his hand and tapped his head, his eyes were confused, and he said, "It's strange, how do you feel that your head is empty, and you can't think of anything?" ”

Fu Qingyun saw it, quickly grabbed her wrist, and said, "Don't knock, you were drunk yesterday and accidentally hit the wall with your head, resulting in a temporary loss of memory, so you can't remember anything." ”

"I was drunk yesterday and accidentally hit my head against a wall, causing a brief loss of memory?" Ling Lingqi was like a robot, repeating Fu Qingyun's words.

Fu Qingyun's eyes were blazing and said, "Yes." ”

Ling Lingqi didn't believe his words very much, but when he smelled the strong smell of wine on his body, he immediately believed it, and then asked, "Do you know who I am?" What's my name? ”