Chapter 284

"Miao...Miss Tang, are you... all right?" Song Ling was distracted, and suddenly said the address she was used to. Later, she realized that the two of them had never returned to the beginning.

"Song Ling, what are you doing, you're so unfamiliar~" However, Tang Miao's reaction never surprised him.

"You, what are you talking about?" Song Ling asked her in a voice, her right hand tightly grasping Tang Miao's arm with great strength, which made Tang Miao's little face wrinkle together in pain.

"Song Ling! You idiot! What are you doing!" Tang Miao flinched in pain, turning her wrist vigorously, trying to break free from Song Ling's palm.

Song Ling was stunned, "Big idiot?" He savored this sentence carefully, frowning. This name was Tang Miao's favorite name when the two were sweet. She called it a pet name, but in fact she was trying to take advantage of her in a different way. And speaking of this idiot... Song Ling's expression drifted, and his memory was brought back to the past.

"Hey, do I look good?" Tang Miao dragged Song Ling to the mall and walked straight to a brand store. Tang Miao immediately took a fancy to that dress, and the tight waist was attached to Tang Miao's body, showing off Tang Miao's slender waist, and the corseted bodice made Tang Miao's femininity charming and extremely attractive.

Tang Miao deliberately bent down, looked at Song Ling, and drew his attention away from the phone. Song Ling was thinking about his work, but Tang Miao made a fuss about it, but he didn't have any thoughts on business. He frowned tightly, watching Tang Miao posing in various poses in front of the mirror, showing off her proud figure.

Song Ling looked very upset at the eager eyes of the men around him. He didn't know why he was so unhappy. He just thought it was because Tang Miao disrupted his work. After taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he carefully looked at the situation at this time. Tang Miao. The black and white color scheme added a touch of abstinence and aloofness to her, but the fabric that was tightly attached to her body was thin and transparent.

Where the light beam is strong, Tang Miao's inner appearance is also faintly visible, and then Song Ling is very unhappy. I had a bad face all the way, and I didn't buy that dress. Tang Miao had always been baffled, but Song Ling just didn't say why. Since then, Song Ling would always wear two pieces when going out, no matter how hot the summer was, she would definitely keep one in her bag. Not for herself, but for Tang Miao.

Tang Miao was baffled, but Song Ling couldn't figure out the reason, anyway, she just did it that way, until one day, Tang Miao and Liang Xiaoxiao made an appointment to go out to play, and when they wanted to dress up, they suddenly found that the clothes in the closet had changed drastically. . I didn't look carefully before, but now I realize that the number of clothes has not decreased, but the styles have all changed.

Cropped short-sleeved shirts have become knee-length shirts with mid-length sleeves, and there are no more tight white shirts or clothes with necklines below the collarbone. Tang Miao silently looked at the strange wardrobe, and only then did she understand why Song Ling was always inexplicable and moody recently. This girl is unhappy because of her own possessiveness.

Why is it called a big idiot, because she wore that tight black dress that day to lure Song Ling to commit a crime willingly, and also to arouse his attention, so as to see his reaction to her exposure. Unexpectedly, Song Ling looked abstinent, but he was actually the same innocent man in his heart, or even worse. I don't even know why I am angry.

And he did so many "big things" in silence, without saying a word. Inexplicably cute.

Tang Miao was thinking in her dream, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Miss Tang Miao's behavior may be due to overstimulation, which caused the memory to be forgotten." The doctor was also helpless. He had just received Huang Haotian's murderous intent, and now he had to experience the harassment of Song Ling's family. It was really bad luck.

The doctor wiped away the temperature and sweat from Tang Miao's head, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it okay?" Song Ling asked.

"This...that's not sure..." The doctor felt his eyes suddenly drop three degrees, sweating profusely, and stuttered.

"Say it!" Song Ling was impatient.

"It's because she had a bad experience, which is equivalent to a cancer. At this time, amnesia can be said to be analogous to white blood cells destroying and eating bacteria, which can be regarded as the self-adjustment of the brain." The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, "As for what? When the time is good, it may be bad for a lifetime, or it may be depressed for a lifetime after recovery."

Song Ling was silent, "So the memories she has forgotten are all about her being unhappy?" Song Ling said to herself, and waved her hand to let the doctor back down.

The man looked at Tang Miao who had passed out for the third time with a complicated expression, thought for a long time, and finally let out a foul breath, as if he had made up his mind.

"Since you don't want to remember it, then...don't ever remember it. What I owe you can be repaid in this life." Song Ling sighed compromisingly, held Tang Miao's palm, and buried her face went in. It seems like this can give yourself a little confidence.

Tang Miao opened her eyes slightly, and seeing Song Ling's haggard look, she frowned, "What's wrong? The company has a problem again?" Tang Miao stroked Song Ling's cheek full of stubble with clear eyes. , cutely wrinkled his nose, "It's so uncomfortable, you actually don't shave, say! How long have you been lazy?"

Song Ling let Tang Miao pinch his face in a daze. This kind of scene was so strange and familiar. He didn't believe it for a moment, so he was stunned and at a loss.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that Song Ling hadn't paid attention to her for a long time, Tang Miao was really not very happy now.

"Ah, no. You've been sick for a long time. In order to take care of you, I haven't slept for a long time. Maybe it's because I'm mentally ill." Song Ling recovered and explained with a forced smile.

Tang Miao looked at Song Ling's deep dark circles and his obvious age several times, and reluctantly accepted this reason. Then she nestled in his arms coquettishly with guilt on her face, "Oh my dear, didn't he deliberately playful."

"Pfft, haha." Song Ling couldn't help laughing seeing Tang Miao writhing in her arms with a doggy face, like a puppy. This is her and his time here,