"Who said I don't remember? You...you go away."

But as soon as she reached out to push him, her five fingers were held by the man. His big palm unconsciously kneaded her little hand. Each of her fingers was soft and thin, forming a sharp contrast with his slightly calloused hands, which made him unable to pinch it enough.

It is said that five fingers are connected to the heart. Ye Xingguang felt that her heart was about to be squeezed by a man. Suddenly, the sourness of "reunited after a long time" surged into the tip of her nose. How could she control her feelings and keep her heart calm and quiet. Her heart has already rippled with ripples.

She raised her head and gently brushed her slender eyelashes. She looked at this face that was completely different from the boy in her memory, and her voice choked slightly: "Is it really you?"

The two words "It's me!" are very light and low, but they answered decisively, fearing that she would hesitate, so she didn't believe it.

Ye Junqing pinched her five fingers and pressed her heart: "It was me from beginning to end, and there was never anyone else."

Warm tears rolled out from the corners of Ye Xingguang's eyes.

She didn't turn on the lights, so the room was darker and darker, making everything so illusory. "But why do I feel so unreal, as if I was dreaming. When I woke up, reality would still slap me cruelly."

Ye Junqing didn't say anything, but just hugged her and returned to the bed, and let her sit on his lap, not sitting sideways, but facing each other. He held her back with one hand and raised the other hand to gently wipe the corners of her eyes.

"I also think it's like dreaming. If it weren't for Chess Book telling me that the ID card photo you sent last night was me after disguise, I really wish I could strangle you, a heartless woman. It was obviously everything I experienced with me, but you only remember Qin Junye. Do you think I can't be popular? Can you not step on the incense you burned for Qin Junye?"

Ye Xingguang didn't want to sit on him like this, it was too ambiguous, but the man was domineering and insisted, so he wanted to hold her like this, not only wiped the corners of her eyes, but also pushed her long hair behind her head, and then rubbed the back of her head and said, "How do you plan to compensate me?"

“What to compensate?”

"I have been treating a passerby as a passerby and letting me wander outside your heart for so many years. Don't you think you should compensate me for something?" Ye Junqing's voice was full of sorrow.

When Ye Junqing thought about it, he felt wronged!

No matter now or in the past, I feel wronged no matter how I think about it!

Even more idiot!

I still remember that every time he celebrated his birthday, she was indifferent and then burned the damn Qin Jun Ye. The two of them suffered losses many times. Looking back now, I really wanted to kill Fu Zuo, even if he was his brother!

Ye Junqing felt that he needed to be healed, and healed by her gentle and gentle one.

Ye Xingguang is not a three-year-old child. He understood the ambiguous hints in his tone.

Her breathing was so messy that she said arrogantly: "What's the point of compensation? It's not my fault. Who made you disguise? Who told you not to tell me your name? You gave me a name and a surname, and said, "What were the bad thoughts you had when you named me?"

"Of course my woman has to take my surname. Do you think this is a bad idea or a serious idea?" Ye Junqing put her forehead against her forehead again, and the tip of her nose against the tip of her nose. When she spoke, her breath was sprayed on her upper lip, which was so ambiguous that it made people frightened.

"I'm finished!" Ye Xingguang muttered three words.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!