"Ji Mo, do you remember Zhiling?" asked with a tentative feeling, Zhao Shiyao asked.

"Zhi Ling, who is Zhi Ling?" asked Ji Mo with a puzzled expression.

"Zhiling is Ye Zhiling, the girl who was saved by you. Zhao Shiyao said.

"Shi Yao, stop joking with me. Ji Mo thought that Zhao Shiyao was joking with him, so he didn't care, but hugged Zhao Shiyao's thin waist and let her get close to him.

Looking at his appearance, Zhao Shiyao understood, it turned out that he had forgotten not only Zhao Shiyao, but also other people, it should be partial amnesia, or it may be that the memory has not fully recovered.

"We've just been reunited after a long absence, as the saying goes, it's better to be newlywed, we haven't seen each other for so long, is it ...... Don't you want to be affectionate?" Ji Mo said with a smile on his face.

"You're going to ...... How to make out?"

Zhao Shiyao's face turned red instantly, because she had just seen Ji Mo, she was extremely emotional, so she didn't feel blushing when she kissed her.

If you put aside the excitement of the reunion, count it up, Zhao Shiyao and Ji Mo have also kissed twice.

The first time was when Ji Mo was calculated at his birthday party three years ago, and the two had an involuntary relationship, when Ji Mo was unconscious, he kissed Zhao Shiyao all over again.

The second time, when escaping from the Green Snake Palace, in a homemade hole, the two had a relationship again, and kissing was of course indispensable.

For Ji Mo, kissing is no longer a blushing thing, after all, he and Lan Shuangning don't know how many times they have kissed, although they have amnesia, they are used to the feeling of kissing.

Kissing is nothing to him, but it is different for Zhao Shiyao, she has kissed twice (except for the emotional kiss before the first), and it was in that situation, so for her, kissing is a very shy thing.

Her face was flushed and her heart was pounding, and it was all normal.

"How else do you think you can make out? Of course, it's going home and kissing. Ji Mo smiled, when he saw that there was no one around, his hand began to be dishonest, and he gently touched Zhao Shiyao's ****.

"Ahh

Touched by the palm of his hand, Zhao Shiyao's body was like being electrocuted, tense for a moment, and he could see blood on his face, looking at Ji Mo, his beautiful cheeks bulged slightly, and he looked very cute with anger.

"What's the matter, can't you touch your wife?" Ji Mo's hands began to be dishonest again, slowly swimming around his waist and hips.

"Look at you like that! This is outside, don't touch it!"

Zhao Shiyao knocked off his groping pig hand at once, and twisted it around his waist as a warning.

"So what do you mean...... Can you go to the house?" Ji Mo leaned his mouth against Zhao Shiyao's ear and said with a wicked smile.

"Then ......" Zhao Shiyao's face turned even redder, "It also depends on my mood." ”

She usually has a very calm brain, and the temperament she exudes is cold and pressing.

But in Ji Mo's arms, her brain suddenly became very dull, the reflex arc of her brain seemed to be infinitely elongated, and the coldness on her body also became a sometimes cute, sometimes charming atmosphere, like being subdued by a small animal.

"Okay, let's go home quickly, shall we?" said Ji Mo.

"Now, I still have some follow-up work to do, besides, I don't know where Shuangning went......" Zhao Shiyao said.

Because she was too excited before, Zhao Shiyao didn't pay attention to Lan Shuangning, and now she remembered that Lan Shuangning had already left the lounge.

Yes, Ji Mo is her former fiancé, when she sees Ji Mo, she must be in a similar mood to me, she must be sad and leave...... Zhao Shiyao thought in her heart.

For Blue Frost Ning's deep love for Ji Mo, Zhao Shiyao has been seeing it in the past few months.

Since Ji Mo's "death", Lan Shuangning would secretly go to Ji Mo's mausoleum every day and cry for a long time, and she learned it from everyone's mouths.

Once she went to Ji Mo's mausoleum, only to see that a very small flower house had been built in front of the mausoleum, and the house was propped up on Ji Mo's photo to shelter him from the wind and rain.

After that, she got close to Lan Shuangning, and she also learned a lot from Lan Shuangning's parents.

For example, she often heard her slight crying in Lan Shuangning's room, and Lan Shuangning often secretly went to the garbage heap alone to find something. After asking the next generation, I found out that there were some photos of Ji Mo who had been lost by Blue Frost.

After that, once Zhao Shiyao found a bunch of broken and dirty photos in the drawer of Lan Shuangning's room, and the people on the photos were obviously Ji Mo and Lan Shuangning.

She tore out the photos, all of them were recovered, and there were traces of glue sticking.

......

Thinking of Lan Shuangning, Zhao Shiyao's heart was a little low, Lan Shuangning loves Ji Mo very much, and her relationship with herself is like a sister, but she also loves Ji Mo very much, and she still has Ji Mo's child in her belly.

In any case, it is impossible for Ji Mo and her, however, Zhao Shiyao feels that she is very pitiful......

Her experience with Ji Mo, Zhao Shiyao knows that she is not wrong, it is all providence.

"Who the hell is Frost Condensation?" asked Ji Mo with a frown.

He really didn't remember that there was such a person, he originally thought that Zhao Shiyao was joking with him, but now that he mentions it again, it seems that there is indeed such a person, but since there is such a person, what do he not remember?

"Shuangning, is she ......" Zhao Shiyao hesitated, thinking that it was better not to tell Ji Mo the true relationship, after all, this would make him not sad......

Of course, there is also a little bit of selfishness in this, after all, she really loves Ji Mo and is afraid of losing any trace of his love.

But as soon as she thought of Lan Shuangning's crying appearance, her heart instantly softened again, she really regarded Lan Shuangning as a sister, but ...... She also really loves Ji Mo......

She's struggling.

"She's your friend, a very good friend, because you have amnesia, so she probably doesn't remember. In the end, Zhao Shiyao still decided to lie, she felt that it was better not to tell Ji Mo first.

"Are you saying I still have memories that haven't been restored?" Ji Mo paused, thinking about it, and it seemed that this was the case.

"Yes. ”

Zhao Shiyao took out her mobile phone and said, "I'll give her a call." ”

With that, he dialed a number and called.

However, at this time, at a certain pavilion, Lan Shuangning was still crying, and suddenly her mobile phone vibrate, she picked it up and took a look, and found that it was Zhao Shiyao calling.

She wiped her tears, smoothed her throat, and pressed the answer button.

"Sister Shiyao, what's the matter?"

"Frost Ning, where are you? Come here, I know you'd love to see him, too. Zhao Shiyao said.

"See him...... I, I've already gone out to eat with others, Sister Shuangning should you accompany her. ”

With that, she immediately hung up the phone.

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