Traveling through the system: not being a female supporting role

Chapter 221 The Sword in the Lover's Hand (Twenty)

The turbulent waves were set off, and he tried his best to maintain a calm face. He seemed to be puzzled, but he asked tentatively: "Before? Did Xiaoqi remember anything?"

"This king has been dreaming recently, dreaming that before this king lost his memory, he was very in love with you."

"Although they are all just incoherent fragments, this king knows that we were very happy in the past, and this king must have loved you so much."

Wan Chengming seemed to be recalling the scene in his dream, but he was actually observing Ji Luan's expression.

But Ji Luan's performance didn't reveal any flaws, the surprise when he heard him think about it, and the disappointment when he knew he didn't remember it all, were just right.

"Although this king didn't remember how you called me before, this king knows that it doesn't seem to be Xiaoqi."

"Xiaoqi must have remembered wrongly," Ji Luan lowered her head, her tone lost, she took two steps forward, and walked towards the desk by pulling Wan Tengming's sleeve.

With her head down, she didn't see Wan Chengming's furious frown and unconcealable disgust at that moment.

"In the past, you said that no one had ever called you Xiaoqi, and that I was special, and only I would call you Xiaoqi."

Ji Luan raised his head and looked at Wan Chengming affectionately.

Before she raised her head, Wan Chengming had suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and her expression returned to normal.

Taking a casual glance at Ji Luan's painting, the first thought in Wan Tengming's mind was: the painting is really not very good, it's a waste of his precious drawing paper.

As if Ji Luan was asking for credit, he kept asking him how his painting was, but Wan Tengming endured it and said, "It's not bad."

It can still be seen that this is a painting, nothing more.

"Xiaoqi finally agrees with my painting, I'm so happy!" Ji Luan thought he approved of her painting, pretending to be happy, and buried it in Wan Chengming's arms.

Ji Luan's approach caused strong disgust and resistance in Wan Chengming's heart immediately.

Wan Tengming's face darkened, and his body subconsciously wanted to push Ji Luan away.

But before he could move, a soft voice that almost disappeared with the wind came:
"What are you doing?"

Fei Lanyan hurried back and saw such a picture.

Her Ming Ming is hugging another woman with an intimate gesture.

This scene was like a sharp sword, just like this pierced Fei Lanyan's heart, making her eyes sore, and tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably.

Fei Lanyan dragged her feet and walked towards Wan Chengming and Ji Luan step by step.

She seemed to be sucked out of all her strength in an instant, even her voice was weak: "What are you guys doing?"

Hearing her voice, it seemed to outsiders that the two who had been immersed in the world of two people noticed her and looked up at her direction at the same time.

Fei Lanyan still had hope, she thought that her Mingming would be the same as before, and when she saw her, she would come up to her and ask for a kiss and hug in various ways.

But he didn't.

"Host, he doesn't remember you." Not only 003 saw it, but Fei Lanyan knew it at first sight.

He doesn't remember her anymore.

Wan Chengming looked at Fei Lanyan in a daze, Ji Luan had already been pushed away by him.

This woman in ragged clothes seemed to have crashed into his heart. His heart beat heavily and then started beating rapidly again. When he saw her tears, he began to feel depressed and uncomfortable again.

He looked at her blankly, approached her, and said involuntarily: "I am Wanqi Ming, do you know the girl's name?"

The polite words made Fei Lanyan, who was in tears, burst out laughing.

(End of this chapter)