Gu Changce, a person who practices martial arts, naturally couldn't have not heard it.

His back stiffened.

It's rare not to look back.

Wait for Shen Zuihuan to turn his head.

When he soaked the veil in clean water and wrung it out, he turned around slowly.

I saw that the woman was wiping the clean wet handkerchief soaked in water on her face.

The strands of hair on her sideburns were wet with water and stuck to her face.

The contrast between black and white makes her skin even more white and tender.

After wiping her face, she suddenly turned around unexpectedly.

Smile at him.

But this time, Gu Changce didn't dodge her gaze like Fang Cai.

Instead, he bent the corners of his lips at her.

Shen Zuihuan wiped his face clean.

Then he ran to him with his skirt in hand.

Her clothes were very thin, and she was blown tightly by the cold wind of the night.

But when she walked to Gu Changce's side, she didn't hug herself with her hands around her chest.

Instead, he stood with his sleeves down, raised his head, and said coquettishly to the man in front of him: "... Gu Changce, I'm cold. ”

The figure of the man in front of him paused slightly, and he hugged her tightly in his arms in the next second.

A slightly cool body was encircled in a hot embrace.

Shen Zuihuan turned his face, and his soft face was pressed against his chest.

There was a heartbeat ringing in my ears.

The next moment, he untied his warm coat and put it over her.

Shen Zuihuanxuan propped his two thin arms behind him and sat on his knees under the huge ancient tree.

Gu Changce half-squatted down, lowered his eyes and put on her shoes and socks.

There was silence all around.

Shen Zuihuan's gaze fell on the man's face as silent as before.

She suddenly remembered the scene in her dream a few days ago.

The man was lying on the bed, covered in scars, and the dead silence in his eyes was still vivid.

But why... She always spoke ill of Gu Jing'an in her dreams?

Memories of the past suddenly seemed to be clouded with layers of fog.

She couldn't see clearly, but it haunted her all the time.

Looking at the man in front of her, she suddenly opened her mouth and asked, "Husband, before I lost my memory... How do we get along? ”

Is it the same as it is today?

Still is... Like in a dream?

When these words fell, she was keenly aware of the man's palm holding her slender ankle and paused imperceptibly.

He lifted his dark eyes.

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, and he asked her as if he was a little difficult: "... Why do you suddenly ask that? ”

Shen Zuihuan's gaze fell fixedly on his handsome face.

Although Gu Changce, who has been in Yuanjia for ten years, seems to be much more cold and calm than when he was young.

But Shen Zuihuan was in a trance at this time, and a trace of panic was not obvious in his dark eyes.

She blinked, but saw that the emotion that had flashed in the man's eyes disappeared again.

It was as if she had just read it wrong.

Shen Zuihuan's palms behind him were slightly tight.

She suddenly remembered what she had seen in her dream before, Gu Changce's cautious look.

Suddenly, the memories of the time before the age of fourteen, and the images that appeared in the previous dreams, flashed back in her mind repeatedly.

She suddenly felt a strong sense of tearing.

Gu Changce used to be such an arrogant person, why is he always cautious when facing her now?

When she had just lost her memory some time ago, she didn't have time to think about it.

But now I really want to know what happened between the two.

The woman's eyes fell on his face steadily.

But he hasn't opened his mouth yet.

Shen Zuihuan suddenly saw that his face was slightly pale.

Before the person could react, her heart ached for a moment.

Biting her tender red lips, Shen Zuihuan frowned slightly, and said softly: "If you don't want to say it now, you can talk about it later, it's okay." ”

As if to soothe, she leaned down slightly, and her soft lips gently touched the slightly cool side of the man in front of her.

One-touch to part.

She explained: "...... I'm just curious. ”

She thought to herself, Gu Changce's appearance is eighty percent because of some conflict between the two before she lost her memory.

But he always himself off when he was a teenager.

Growing up and occasionally making yourself angry, it doesn't seem to be something hard to believe.

Thinking like this, Shen Zuihuan's heart was slightly wider.

Soft lips parted from the side of his face.

But in the next moment, the whole person was tightly encircled by Gu Changce.

The hot temperature and violent heartbeat of his body filled the senses of intoxication.