Every time I lose my memory, I forget who my husband is

The young man sitting on the floor persistently stretched out his hand towards the man who was striding forward, and the address he confided in his mouth was so intimate that it made one's heart soften.

Every word and every sentence is like delicate petals rolling towards the dew, exuding a touching softness and warmth.

"hug."

"Nurture and support."

"Nurture here."

His desire for someone to come is so obvious that he doesn't know how to hide it.

At this moment, Ran Mu seemed to have regained his mind and mind when he was a child again. He completely lost the shyness and embarrassment of acting like a baby in front of outsiders. The joy between the lines can be easily heard by even the dullest people.

This is a bone marrow-engraved reaction, even if you are in a trance, you can rely on instinct to make it.

Before everyone could react, the thin and emaciated young man had already staggered up from the floor, but because of lack of strength, he staggered on his feet, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

But he didn't feel any fear or fear at all, he just walked forward firmly with unsteady feet, with his head held high, revealing his fragile and graceful neck.

The young man at this moment has a charming beauty all over his body.

The pitch-black eyes are full of sweet intimacy, and the slanted peach eyes are also curved into crescent moons, containing hazy mist, and a thin blush has not been seen on the delicate and soft face at some point, against which the pink color is also revealing. The neck and collarbone looked like they were drunk.

Obedient, sweet, clingy.

This kind of Ran Mu has never been seen by outsiders, and he can even easily arouse some people's secret desires.

The originally steady breathing in the room even became hasty because of this.

However, the sound of the man's firm footsteps almost instantly awakened everyone who was stunned, and at the same time smashed all the delusions that should not have been shattered.

Before they could react, Shen Fenggu quickly walked up to the young man, opened his hands, and bent down to catch Ran Mu who suddenly fell into his arms.

"Nurture?"

The hoarse voice was extremely clear in the quiet studio.

Ran Mu had no strength and could not stand at all, Shen Fenggu wrapped his waist and lifted him up, hugged him face to face, and ran his big hands along Ran Mu's back comfortingly.

The fiery thin lips pressed against the young man's white and tender ears, and his hoarse voice coaxed:

"It's okay. Yangyang is very good. I know it all. Yangyang did nothing wrong. Don't be afraid. Yangyang is the most obedient..."

The whispering comfort was calm and slow, with an unprecedented sense of security, as if it had finally awakened Ran Mu's mind.

The young man's thin back trembled almost invisibly, and then he tried his best to raise his limp hand, trying to imitate Shen Fenggu's way of embracing him.

Ran Mu's face was completely buried in the man's chest, he didn't make a fuss, he didn't rush to defend himself, he just sobbed softly:

"I don't like weird people."

weirdo?

Shen Fenggu and Mr. Zhang reacted immediately, with deep thought in their eyes.

But this is obviously not a good time to talk.Mr. Zhang came back to his senses, hurriedly chased people out with a stinky face, kicked everyone without saying anything, even Song Yan was shut out of the door together.

Only then did Shen Fenggu wrap his arms around the young man's thin back, and the other around his slender milky white legs, bent his waist, and hugged him up horizontally effortlessly.

He raised his eyes and scanned the indoor environment, carried Ran Mu to the side sofa, bent down and carefully placed him on the soft sofa.

However, Ran Mu's milky white arms stubbornly wrapped around his neck, and he was reluctant to let go of his dependence. Finally, some grievances appeared on his delicate face. With a pitiful look, he repeated in a low voice:

"To hug."

Helpless, Shen Fenggu had no choice but to hug the young man horizontally again, and let Ran Mu continue to hook his neck.

The man turned around with the man in his arms, sat back on the sofa by himself, put Ran Mu on his knees, and just wrapped the young man in his arms properly.

Only then was Ran Mu more satisfied, the pitiful expression on his face faded away, his hands wrapped around the man's neck, his small head was then pressed to the side of Shen Feng's handsome face, childishly rubbed the man's face with his soft and slightly hot cheeks .

"Why are you so fond of being coquettish?"

Shen Feng's Adam's apple moved, and he asked in a hoarse voice:

"Does Yang Yang feel uncomfortable?"

From the current point of view, Ran Mu's symptoms are exactly the same as those before each Sleeping Beauty attack, and there is no danger.

But it's really abnormal for a young man to be so clingy all of a sudden.

Shen Fenggu has always been rational, and after being entangled by Ran Mu like this, he still looks calm, his long and narrow dark eyes are clear, and he still asks patiently.

"Did that woman do something to you?"

Ran Mu nodded slowly, and continued to rub the man's face.

Shen Fenggu hugged the person and rubbed his back, half closed his eyes for a moment, then opened his eyes again, took Ran Mu's hand, slowly lifted it up, pressed his thin lips against the back of the porcelain-white delicate hand, and pecked lightly twice.

After the kiss, the man grabbed the young man who was sticking to him and acted like a baby, rubbed his soft chin, leaned over and kissed the tip of the young man's nose, then kissed the center of the brow, kissed the half-closed eyes, flushed red kiss the deep dimples, avoid the bright red lips, kiss the soft corners of the mouth, and kiss the chin.

Ran Mu kissed until his neck became red, and his black eyes were soft with moisture, and he was so obedient that he didn't move, so he hugged him back in his arms and patted his back repeatedly.

The uneasiness and confusion lingering in his mind were completely dispelled by Shen Fenggu's comfort. After a long time, Ran Mu felt some strength recovered from his body, moved, grabbed the man's black suit, and whispered:

"Nursing is fine."

"Are you still sleepy?" Shen Fenggu asked in a low voice.

It's not without reason that he kissed Ran Mu.In addition to the psychology of comfort and love, Dr. Gu's explanation last time is also a reason.

In addition to the increase in sleep time, some Sleeping Beauty patients are also accompanied by a clinical response of enhanced eroticism and unconsciousness.

But Ran Mu has never experienced love. He is completely unfamiliar with this aspect of desire, and he doesn't understand what it means.When he was ill, there was almost no such need.

Shen Fenggu did not teach young people too much in terms of physical health. First, because Ran Mu is a juvenile dolphin, it is not a good thing to know these things too early. Second, because Ran Mu often loses his memory, Shen Fenggu does not want to coax young people when they are ignorant. He does something outrageous.

Shen Fenggu didn't remember until Dr. Gu asked this question.

Although Ran Mu couldn't help falling into a deep sleep when he was ill, but before he fell asleep completely, some external stimuli, such as inducing passion, could alleviate his sleepiness to a certain extent. Let him wake up.

This kind of intimacy today is Shen Fenggu's first attempt.Obviously, it worked.

"Nursing doesn't seem to be sleepy anymore." Ran Mu rubbed his eyes, a little confused, but retracted into the man's arms trustingly.

There was still an emotional pink on his face and neck, but he didn't realize what had happened, he just stuck to his neck, rubbing it lightly from time to time, and after a while, he raised his head aggrievedly, and sighed. explain:

"I don't want to listen to Elder Haixing's words."

"Huh? What?"

Shen Fenggu looked down at the young man's helpless look, frowned, and subconsciously took out his mobile phone to call Dr. Gu.

Unexpectedly, Ran Mu rushed over and knocked the man's cell phone down on the sofa, grabbed Shen Fenggu's hand, and said, "Yang Yang is not sick."

"What's the matter?" Shen Fenggu didn't care about his recklessness, he held Ran Mu's hand behind his back, passed the warm body temperature over, and said patiently: "You can say whatever you want, it doesn't matter."

As soon as Ran Mu heard this, his face turned red, his beautiful peach blossom eyes flickered, and he hesitated and dodged.

The young man simply lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling to cover his shy eyes, and said without confidence:

"The elder said, you are my father, so you can't kiss me, and I can't kiss you."

"But, Yang Yang wants to kiss you..."

The pronunciation of the last two words was almost inaudible, obviously extremely shy and unable to speak.

However, Shen Fenggu still keenly captured the complete sentence.

The man paused, lowered his head, and fixed his deep eyes on the young man's flushed face.

That gaze was as deep as the sea covered by a moonlit night, clear and clear as if the reason was still there, but the inside had already been illuminated by the endless gentle moonlight, shining brightly and incomparably clearly, reflecting the deepest longing, irrepressible nostalgia and affection .

Shen Fenggu didn't speak for a while, Ran Mu couldn't wait for a response, he felt that he had said something wrong, he was a little guilty for not listening to the elder, and he was really unwilling.

He was brought up pampered by Shen Fenggu, and he can't suppress the wantonness and willfulness in his bones when facing men, just like a spoiled child, even if he settles down for a while because of the momentary shyness, after a while, he seems to be playful again The little beast struggled to obey its wish.

Before Shen Fenggu could give a response, the young man suddenly raised his head, met the man's expressionless eyes, his eyes trembled immediately, but he closed his eyes without hesitation, and pressed against him.

The soft lips kissed the man's chin indiscriminately.

After kissing in such a panic, the young man was about to back away.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, a fiery big palm suddenly clasped the back of the young man's head, and the tall figure of the man was pressed down.

Before Ran Mu had time to react, he was blocked by a hot kiss full of strong hormones, and the soft call in his throat was also blocked back, and the breath that belonged to another person occupied his body like a bamboo. Senses, there is no room for a slight retreat.

All I could see was the man's intoxicatingly handsome eyebrows and eyes. The sharp and steady eyes in the past were rarely closed at this moment, and the stern facial features were tainted with a bit of provocative tenderness.

The youth's misty peach blossom eyes trembled, and they also closed obediently.

Tossing and turning, the love goes deep into the bone marrow, and it seems to never end.

The room was silent and silent, only the faint sound of sticky water occasionally sounded softly, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The young man's slender and slender fingers touched the other big hand, the fingers intertwined, the palms touched, and he was firmly pressed against the sofa, unable to move.

Ran Mu only felt that the kiss was so long that it seemed to have no end, and every time he felt that it was over, the man stuck him in again.

When he was finally let go, the young man was kissed to the point of crying. He buried himself in the man's arms and panted, his fingers were still held softly, and the teardrops from the corners of his eyes were kissed away delicately and tenderly. , with a strong meaning of cherishing.

Before he could fully recover, the low and hoarse male voice sounded close to his earlobe again, as if whispering...

"Nursing, this is kissing."

"It's...it's not." Ran Mu retorted without confidence, and said in a daze, "You bullied me."

"Didn't Yang Yang say he wants to kiss?"

Compared with the young man's peach-blossom appearance, Shen Fenggu's expression can be said to be quite calm, even after being so close, the man's face is still terrifyingly calm except for a little bit of agitation.

"Or do you like Yangyang?"

The gentle and hoarse voice pierced into his ears, causing a shiver. Ran Mu buried his flushed face in the man's arms, but replied honestly in a low voice:

"like."

With the sound of a short sentence, a deep joy finally spread to the man's eyebrows and eyes, and in the dark and unpredictable narrow eyes, there was the softest smile.

"Nurture is really good."