Deliberate seduction, Mrs. Pei also wants a divorce tonight

"Oh, maybe it hit some broken glass."

Lu Qi was heartless. She shone the flashlight on the ground and saw the broken cup she had dropped in front of the kitchen bar. There were a few drops of old blood on it. It must be hers.

There were also broken glass. The fox from Qingqiu could speak Northeastern dialect. She was quite gifted with languages.

Lu Qi opened the cupboard, searched around, and found the gas stove.

To be honest, in modern society, we can't move without electricity.

If he hadn't occupied Yan Yang and refused to return it to her, she should have been able to let Yan Yang generate some electricity.

There was no other way, so she had to make do with it. Lu Qi took out another gas tank. It was so cold, she couldn't let her husband, who was so important, drink ice water. She had to warm up.

Just as I closed the high cabinet door, I turned around and bumped into a hard chest.

He was just putting his hands on the bar, but for some reason, Lu Qi felt like he was trapped at the table, feeling even more uncomfortable.

The already dark space was filled with a frozen atmosphere. Her heart was pounding. "You...how did you get here?"

The tall figure loomed in front of her, making the entire bar seem cramped, and this person stared at her with deep eyes without blinking.

Slowly, his gaze shifted to her feet. He squatted in the backlight, holding her ankle with his hand: "Where's the medicine?"

"Ah?" Lu Qi felt like her brain was about to be deprived of oxygen. For some reason, his scent and his closeness made her mind confused.

If she wasn't attracted by his beauty, then her body would have had a habitual suction reaction, just like the first time they met, and she never thought of pushing him away.

What the hell!

Coming back to her senses, Lu Qi realized that he was talking about the injury on her foot and pointed out the window: "In the warehouse."

There is a warehouse fifty meters outside the villa, which is filled with a lot of messy things.

Pei Yao looked in the direction of her finger, tilted his head to look at her, neither smiling nor helpless: "Did you put the medicine in the warehouse?"

"I haven't been living here long, and I don't get sick easily. I bought some spare medicine in bulk, and I haven't opened it yet." Lu Qi replied honestly.

Indeed, the medicine is just a backup for her, and she is in good health.

It was also because she seldom used it, and on a dark day like this, the warehouse looked like a man-eating monster. She didn't dare to go get medicine, so she just left her foot injured and planned to deal with it in the morning.

After listening to her, Pei Yao turned around, took the gas stove and gas canister from her hands, and placed them on the bar: "Go back and sit down, I'll get you some medicine."

Before he could leave, Lu Qi grabbed his arm and said, "Hey~"

Well, that's abrupt.

Pei Yao stopped, his eyes caught sight of her outstretched white and tender fingers, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Are you scared here alone?"

He patted her tightly clenched hand and said, "I'll be there soon."

If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have felt scared.

Lu Qi lowered his chin and looked down, feeling quite embarrassed: "I'm afraid you'll be eaten by a ghost..."

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. The man who hadn't smiled since they first met didn't know whether he was laughing at her wild imagination or because she was worried about him.

He put the flashlight on the table into Lu Qi's hand and rubbed her head with his hand: "Then come with me."

He turned his back and motioned for her to lie on top of him.

Lu Qi was in a daze for a moment, and climbed up unconsciously, and was carried out of the door by him.

The warehouse wasn't far away. She held an umbrella, pressed against his back, and snow was falling...

The flashlight beamed into the warehouse, but there was no need for it.

Pei Yao's G-Class had been running all the time, with the headlights on, lighting up the area around the villa.

Unopened professional ointments, sprays and bandages were taken out.

Someone who has been a doctor can be so well-equipped even without a memory.

After unpacking the outer shell, I turned around and saw Lu Qi sitting on a large box in the warehouse. His poor legs covered with blood scabs were shaking, as if he was looking for ghosts.

In fact, her fear of ghosts did not start in the last five years.

As Fatima, there was also—

He had even teased her at the time: "What kind of doctor is so feudal and superstitious? How can he be a doctor if he's afraid of ghosts?"

She said confidently, "That's why I became a doctor. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I believe that the ghosts who stay with me are all good people."

"You've really never made a mistake in a surgery." Seeing how sure she was at the time, Pei Yao was quite disdainful.

She raised her head: "Of course!"

He glanced at her and said, "Since you haven't done anything wrong, what are you afraid of?"

She said, "I'm afraid of ghosts I don't know. I work the night shift every night, and there are so many people born, sick, and dying in the hospital, I can't possibly know them all. Oh no, I'm scared again!"

He slowly held her in his arms and patted her back gently to comfort her: "Okay, okay, don't be afraid. I'm still here."

"Then you have to stay here."

"Okay, always." He stroked her hair and coaxed her. Since then, the lights on the facade of No. 67 in Dubai have been brightly lit all night long.

......

Every time it was clearly she who first said something to him, he did it, and then she forgot.

Who can I blame?

We can't blame her, we can only blame the group of gods who took the incense she offered but did nothing.

Under the dim light, Lu Qi sat astride a box in the warehouse, stretched out her legs, and he held her ankle and applied medicine to it.

Watching him lower his head and pinch the ointment, her eyes unconsciously turned red. She didn't know what to say, and heard him suddenly ask: "You don't remember anything at all?"

Know what he is asking.

He was asking her if she still remembered him.

Lu Qi's lips trembled uncontrollably, and he bit his lower lip tightly: "Well, I'm sorry. I forgot..."

Hearing Lu Qi's choked voice, Pei Yao's fingers suddenly stopped.

He threw the cotton swab on the ground and held her cheek with his hand.

"Shh. What are you saying sorry about? Do I blame you?"

Although she was unwilling to accept it, she forgot again. The memories she had accumulated with great difficulty over the years were now only remembered by him, and she had no impression of even the slightest bit.

I have clearly seen that she loves him, but she no longer loves him.

But is there any way? I really wonder if I owed her in my previous life.

Lu Qi shook her head, her face resting on his palm. She clearly didn't remember, but she didn't dare tell him. She seemed to be craving for this kind of warmth.

Lu Qi felt a little aggrieved, and even felt that it was not worth it for him: "If you don't blame me, I can't help but think about it. It's unfair to you that I don't remember."

"It's okay if you don't remember. I just happened to make you angry, so it's a good thing for me that you don't remember."

Pei Yaohundun smiled and put a circle of cotton balls on the wound on her foot.

He had a rather indifferent expression, as if he was used to it.

But it made Lu Qi cry.

She didn't remember what she had experienced with him, why she married him, and why she left him.

She doesn't remember anything about the love, hate, happiness or unhappiness.

But he didn't seem to care.

A tear fell: "Mr. Pei, can you give up on me? Don't love me."