Questions and Returns - Looking for him thousands of times in the crowd

"...Liu Fang, is it fun?" Su Qingmo was slightly helpless.

"Who are you?! How do you know my name?!" Liu Fan had no intention of playing at all, like a furry cat.

The so-called... amnesia?

"You...don't recognize me?" Su Qingmo probed.

Liu Fan carefully stared at his face, looked again and again, and replied truthfully, "I don't know."

——I am the dividing line——

Nie Ziyao patted Liu Yan's face, then turned to Su Qingmo and said, "The high fever caused his head to be a little bit bad, just take care of it, how long...it depends on his mood."

"Okay, you go back first." Su Qingmo looked at Liu Fang who was looking at him with a bewildered face, and shook his head.

Nie Ziyao left.

There were only two people left in Fangluo Hall.

"Liu Fang." The person next to him suddenly said, his voice was a little low, mixed with disappointment, and even a little bit of grievance.

"Ah?" Liu Fan turned his head and continued to look at him blindly, in a daze, which made him want to laugh but couldn't.

"You...really forgot about me?"

Liu Fan took another serious look and said, "I don't remember."

Caught off guard, his lips softened suddenly.When he came back to his senses, the body a few meters away from him was already approaching, and a pair of deep, shining pupils firmly locked on his eyes that were looking around.

The taste is so familiar, yet so strange.

When he was slightly absent-minded, a slippery thing broke through the boundary, wrapped around the tip of his tongue, gently teased, wantonly licked.

Breathing in a flurry, Liu Fan was pressed down on the bed, a dexterous hand pushed aside the hem of his shirt, reached in and kneaded the red spot on his chest, Liu Fan was limp and let him play with it.

Hair intertwined, also like lips and tongue.

It wasn't until Su Qingmo stopped that Liu Yan seemed to have just reacted. He gathered up the messy pajamas in shock, and hid in the quilt in a panic.

"You... why did you kiss me?" Liu Yan said weakly, huddled under the quilt, like a frightened rabbit.

Su Qingmo turned her head and said softly: "You really forgot." This time the voice was not filled with hidden disappointment as before, but full of grievances, which made Liu Fan's heart throb.

"That... sorry... I really don't remember."

Su Qingmo didn't answer, her eyes were full of "I'm sad, so sad, so sad, come and hug me".

Liu Fan shook his head, gently took his arm and said, "Then who are you, I will never forget this time."

Su Qingmo said softly: "I am your husband."

Liu Fan said: "Husband?"

Su Qingmo continued to say: "You used to kiss me every day. Now you don't even kiss me anymore." Full of grievances.

"What I don't have, I'll give you a kiss, it's just a little uncomfortable."

Su Qingmo continued to magnify her moves: "You are not used to your husband kissing you."

"No, no! I'm used to it." Liu Yan said quickly, and then smacked Su Qingmo's face.

Su Qingmo continued to complain: "You despise me, and you don't even kiss your husband's mouth."

Liu Yan's pretty face flushed, and she pressed her warm ear to Su Qingmo's mouth, and then immediately flicked away.

Then his face turned red to bleed.

He he he just licked his chin!

Then a more aggrieved voice came from next to my ear: "Liu Yu is good or bad, and he is not called a husband until now."

Liu Fan's face became even redder, his cheeks, ears, were so red that they were about to bleed.

After a long time, a glutinous voice came: "...husband..."

The author has something to say:

Oh, it's on the way, hahaha