When Feng Lisheng entered the room with her noodles, Shen Mingjiao was almost awake, she sniffed and sat up: "Is it Yangchun noodles?" It smells so good! ”

She rubbed her eyes, and yawned as she fumbled to bed her feet as she slept on her stomach, one side of her fair cheeks were pressed red.

Feng Lisheng was amused by her confused appearance, put down the noodle bowl, took the shoes that had been kicked to the bottom of the bed and gently put them at her feet, but said with a tense expression on his face: "It's not the fragrance of the face, it's that you're hungry." ”

Shen Mingjiao just didn't hear it, no matter whether he lost his memory or not, this guy is so virtuous, he can't express his emotions, he can only state the facts coldly.

After she poured some water and rinsed her mouth, she pulled out a chair and sat down and began to eat noodles, only one bite, her eyes widened in surprise, and after eating several bites in a row, she raised her head unsatisfied: "I can't imagine that Sister-in-law Sun's noodle making skills are so good?" ”

Seeing that her lips were burned red, and she stretched out her tongue and licked it, Feng Lisheng paused: "... This side was not made by Sister-in-law Sun. ”

Shen Mingjiao was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, she turned her head and looked at him in surprise: "You did it!" ”

Thinking of his barbecue skills and the meals he cooked without a teacher when he was on Peach Blossom Island, Shen Mingjiao was not too surprised, and only sighed: "I feel that you can't remember the past, and there is no change at all from before you lost your memory." ”

It can only be said that really powerful people, as long as they have a breath, live better than ordinary people.

She was indeed hungry, and the noodles were really delicious, smooth and strong, and the soup base tasted just right, and it didn't take long for a bowl of noodles to see the bottom.

She put down her chopsticks and was wiping her mouth with a handkerchief, when a clear and beautiful voice sounded in her ears, with a slight stiffness:

“…… I can do what others can do, you ...... Don't be envious of others. ”

Shen Mingjiao was stunned, and for a moment she thought of Feng Lisheng's abnormality on the way back, her mind was all on Xu Chunsheng, and she didn't care too much.

At the same time, I also remembered that I felt that the dishes next to the restaurant were too greasy today, so I only ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and she didn't have any impression of how it tasted.

Her casual words before going to bed, but Feng Lisheng took it seriously, and she would only make a bowl of noodles for her after tossing for so long.

Her heart is rising, this man is always like this, maybe he is not very good at coaxing people, and sometimes he will itch his teeth because he is too incomprehensible in some aspects.

But he has always been indifferent to a person's kindness,

After Feng Lisheng said this, he turned his back with a stiff face, a little annoyed in his heart, originally according to his character, he couldn't say this kind of thing to kill him,

But looking at the pleasant appearance of her eyes narrowing because of eating delicious food, like a stealing cat, tickling his heart, and the ghost made the gods worse, he said what was in his heart.

Seeing that he obviously cared about death, he wanted to pretend to be a calm and breezy appearance.

Shen Mingjiao was so angry and funny, and in the end she burst out laughing and said seriously:

"I think I must have done a lot of good things in my last life, and I can meet such a good husband in this life!"

Feng Lisheng was dazzled by her smile, and felt that the depression that had been held in his heart for most of the day suddenly dissipated.

Staring at her watery red lips, the Adam's apple rolled down, but finally turned away with a tense face: "I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a hand hanging by his side was pulled down, and he sat down with his strength, and he was about to speak, when a familiar fragrance passed through his nose, and then he felt a softness on his lips.

Shen Mingjiao quickly retreated, blushing and said seriously: "...... I'm your wife, what do you want to do next time, don't have to ...... Have scruples. ”

The voice fell, and the young man opposite seemed to have received some kind of amnesty. He pressed the back of her head and kissed her gently.

As the kiss deepened, the sudden intimacy, as if activating some kind of familiar taboo, both trembled.

Feng Lisheng leaned over slightly, his cold face flushed with a thin red, and his eyes looked like sapphires washed by clean water, he looked at her fixedly at this time, and asked softly: "...... May I? ”

Facing such a pair of eyes, Shen Mingjiao blushed and fell into his arms, and her tone was a little crazy: "As a man, we don't have to ask this kind of thing, thank you!" ”

Feng Lisheng was stunned for a while before he reacted, Shen Mingjiao meant that this kind of thing didn't need to be asked, just practice it directly.

He smiled, picked him up gently, and walked to the bed.

Shen Mingjiao tugged at the placket of his clothes, and then pointed to the burden on the table. Feng Lisheng understood her eyes, and pulled out a wide black robe from his baggage. Gently spread it out on the bed

This is what Shen Mingjiao bought casually when she was in the county seat today, hoping to wear it on the road at the beginning.

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Feng Lisheng hugged Shen Mingjiao, who was extremely tired and asleep, and said softly: "When the matter here is dealt with, let's go back early!" ”

At this moment, looking down at the quiet sleeping face of the woman in his arms, he suddenly wanted to remember the past and remember how the two met? And how...... Love!

Before this, he had always looked down on his amnesia, and even though he learned that he might never be able to recover his memory after Qing Yao's death, he didn't make any waves in his heart.

The struggle for power and profit in the court, the responsibilities he has to bear, since he can do a good job in the past, it is only a matter of time before he straightens it out in the future.

He wants to recover his memory, regardless of his own situation, he just doesn't want the past of the two to be blank.

……

There was nothing to say all night, and when the sky was slightly bright the next day, Feng Lisheng got up and found a secluded place to start practicing martial arts.

When he finished his morning exercise and went back to the kitchen to cook, Shen Mingjiao got up from the bed in a daze.

After a simple wash, he smelled the fragrance of the kitchen and walked over: "It's so fragrant, this is boiled millet porridge, and scallion pancakes!" ”

Hearing this familiar delicate female voice, he usually didn't feel anything, but at this time, he couldn't help but think of some pictures in his mind, and he said a slightly uncomfortable "um": "The temperature of the millet porridge is just right, and the bowl is under the cupboard." Serve hot. ”

Shen Mingjiao didn't think there was anything, and the two were familiar with this kind of thing, but ...... Feng Lisheng has amnesia at the moment, from his point of view...... Cough...... It may be the first time, so it is inevitable to be shy.

Breakfast was ready, Shen Mingjiao pulled Sun Niangzi to the table, but unfortunately a few people just started to eat, and the door was pushed open violently, and Sun Qiang rushed in in a panic:

"Shen Gongzi, go over and take a look! Something happened to Chunsheng's family......"