"HMM." Xi Jinyan said softly, without looking up.

Thin tilted and frowned, and suddenly there was something wrong in his heart.

Did he really remember nothing, or did he just pretend that nothing had happened?

But whether it's the former or the latter, Bo Qing thinks Xi Jinyan is an asshole... Anyway, he's an asshole, just like he ran away after she slept five years ago.

Thin lean looked at Xi Jin Yan carefully again, stepped forward a few steps, silently cleared his throat and asked, "Mr. Xi, are you sober?"

To a certain extent, Bo Qing is certainly testing Xi Jinyan, but she doesn't know whether she wants Xi Jinyan to remember the previous kiss or not.

Subconsciously, Bo Qing tells himself that it's better to forget.

Xi Jinyan slowly raised his head and met her line of sight. He seemed to see through Bo Qing's mind and smiled meaningfully. Without answering, he asked, "am I drunk?"

Thin tilt: "

Not drunk?

"Then... Before you..."

Xi Jinyan picked the tip of his eyebrow, and a thrilling charm was added to the charming face like a devil, "what happened to me before?"

"..." Bo Qing swallowed his saliva and opened his mouth. It took a long time to make a sound, "you... Before you..."

Xi Jinyan likes to see Bo Qing's appearance at the moment. She is much more lovable than when she was articulate.

He put down the book in his hand, stood up slowly, came to Bo Qing's face a few steps, looked down at her, "you said, what happened to me before?"

At the moment when Xi Jinyan approached, Bo leaned back involuntarily. The sense of oppression emanating from his body made her feel very uncomfortable.

Why do you think Xi Jinyan is playing with her?

Thin pour heart's displeasure came out continuously.

He took a deep breath, smiled lightly, and looked up to meet Xi Jin Yan's eyes. There was a naughty color between his handsome and exquisite eyebrows. "Don't Mr. Xi really remember? You promised me to dance striptease for me this morning."

With that, Bo Qing looked at Xi Jin Yan with another provocative look.

Sample, fight with me, hum!

Clinker

"I remember. It's true." Xi Jinyan nodded and slowly raised his hand. His slender fingers had touched the collar of the T-shirt. "I can't dance, otherwise, I'll take it off and show you directly?"

Thin tilt: "..."

Xi Jinyan, you stink!

"No!" for fear that Xi Jin Yanzhen would take off his clothes, Bo Qing quickly opened his mouth to stop him, and then strode to the kitchen, "I'll prepare dinner first."

Xi Jinyan's light smile sounded again from behind. "I owe you this. Whenever you want to see it, you can find me at any time."

Thin tilt: "..."

Looking for your sister!

Bo Qing bit his teeth and cursed the bastard Xi Jinyan ten thousand times in his heart.

However, she still didn't know whether Xi Jinyan was really drunk before. It was a headache.

After dinner, Xi Jinyan finished washing and went straight to bed.

Thin lean sat by the bed, as before, gently patting Xi Jin Yan, again and again.

Xi Jinyan slowly closed his eyes.

Time tick

Half an hour passed like this.

Xi Jinyan had no sound at all, and his breathing became even. He should have fallen asleep.

Bo Qing stood up and gently covered Xi Jin Yan with a quilt. He was careful in every move.