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In the car, Gong Yang was silent all the time, and Wen Luo didn't take the initiative to speak.

The two were silent until the car stopped at winlow's house.

"Let's talk!" Gong Yang said suddenly before she got off the bus.

"Good." Wenluo was a little stunned, but he soon responded.

"You don't want to marry me?" Gong Yang didn't look at her, but he held the steering wheel tightly.

"No, I don't want to. I just don't think I'm fit to talk about marriage yet." In the face of Gong Yang, she seems unable to say something.

"Why?"

"I I... " Wenluo's hesitant attitude exhausted Gong Yang's patience.

"We are lovers. Isn't it normal to talk about marriage?" Gong Yang's purpose of taking her to see his parents this time is to decide the marriage as soon as possible, and he will never be able to really feel at ease if he doesn't marry Wenluo.

"Gong Yang, I lost my memory. We shouldn't have decided to get married so easily." She has forgotten a lot about the past. Recently, she feels more and more that her lost memory is related to another person.

"Xiao Luo, I don't care about the part of memory you lost. Let the past go. Why do you care so much?" Gong Yang turns his head and stares at her tightly.

"What do you mean by that?" Wenluo was not happy to hear him say this, but also slightly angry: "my memory is lost, you don't care, can't I care? And I don't understand why you are so anxious to get married? "

In the face of Wen Luo's sudden questioning, Gong Yang didn't speak, and the two people were deadlocked for a period of time.

Then he said, "if you think it's too fast to get married, how about getting engaged first? We all step back from each other. Wenlow, it's a long time from engagement to getting married, and it's enough to prepare you. "

Since he said so, Wenluo had no other reason to prevaricate, so he nodded and agreed, "OK, we'll get engaged first, and then I'll use the time to adjust myself."

"Lolo, I hope you won't adjust too long. After all, as you can see today, my parents and relatives all hope that we can get married as soon as possible." He is very tactful to mention his relatives, in order to add pressure to Wenluo.

"Well."

After getting her consent, Gong Yang goes up and kisses Wen Luo on the forehead. This time, she doesn't escape.

But her rejection of Gong Yang did not disappear, but she temporarily suppressed it.

This kind of repulsion even she felt very puzzled. She was clearly her boyfriend. Why did his touch make her so disgusted?

"I'll go home first. Be careful when you drive at night." Wenluo got out of the car in a hurry. She wanted to leave the oppressive atmosphere in the car.

Seeing her fleeing back, Gong Yang clenched his fist, and there were more obscure things in his eyes.

After returning home, Wenluo immediately changed her clothes. She took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and planned to have a drink.

Lying on the sofa, looking at the red wine in the glass, Wenluo feels that he can't understand Gongyang any more.

She didn't know why she had such a strong rejection of him.

All these made her wonder whether she and he were really girlfriends before?

If it's really a couple, why does she feel strange when he is close to her, and even want to push him away.

"Dong Dong, Dong Dong..."

A sudden knock on the door broke the peace of the whole villa.

Who will come to her so late? Is it Gong Yang?

When she opened the door, she saw an unexpected person appear in front of her eyes.

"He Siming, why are you?"

He was wearing a white shirt, most of the buttons were not buttoned, revealing his strong chest and body curve. His lower body was matched with simple jeans, his face showed a very abnormal red, and his hair tip seemed to have some traces of being wet with sweat.

"What's the matter with you?"

He didn't speak. He just leaned against the doorframe, his eyes fixed on the woman in front of him.

At the moment, Wenluo only wore a pink silk suspender pajamas, which perfectly outlined her beautiful and attractive figure. In addition, she drank a little wine. At the moment, her whole body showed a kind of soft pink, just like a sweet cake, which made her hot.

"You are so beautiful today..." As soon as he finished, he Siming fell on Wenluo.

"Well, what's the matter with you?" She held his narrow waist in her hands and laid his tall body on her shoulders.

Wenluo felt that there was something wrong with the temperature of his body. He had a great effort to drag him into the house and lay him down on the sofa.

Touch his head, he has a fever!

Looking at the man with red body and sweat dripping hair, Wenluo brought a basin of water and towel, and took a thermometer. "It's actually 40 degrees. If you can't, I'll take you to the hospital as soon as possible.""I'm not going, I'm not going to the hospital." As soon as the man in a coma heard that he was going to the hospital, he immediately learned to be a child and refused to go.

He took Wenluo's hand and his face was always red because of his fever. He looked very lovely and simple. But now she is not in the mood to appreciate the other side of a man.

"Well, well, don't go to the hospital, but you have to take medicine."

Wenluo brings home medical box and coaxes him to take anti fever medicine.

"Hungry, so hungry." Just after taking the medicine, he began to say he was hungry again.

Wenluo helplessly looked at the big man, went to the kitchen to prepare porridge for him, sick people to drink porridge is the best.

She sat next to the man, staring at his pretty face, which was full of indignation. I don't know why, his face always made her feel familiar.

But they have only met a few times. Where does this familiarity come from?

And in the evening, why does he come to find himself with a fever?

For a long time, Wenluo was immersed in her own world, letting her thoughts fly. Until the sound of the pot in the kitchen, she realized that the pot was still boiling porridge.

He Siming woke up suddenly when she left.

Just now he had a nightmare. He dreamed that Wen Shuyue came back, but disappeared in front of him. The real horror made him shudder!

He lifted the quilt on his body and planned to get up from the sofa. Wenluo just brought a bowl of porridge from the kitchen.

"Are you awake? And I'm going to wake you up She put the bowl on the tea table and said, "you have a fever. I've given you some medicine to reduce it. This porridge is just cooked. Drink it while it's hot. "

He didn't say anything. He just kept staring at her face, as if he couldn't see enough. "Wenluo, be my personal secretary!"

"What?" Wenluo didn't respond to his sudden words. There was a blank in his brain: "what did you just say?"