This was the first time Jiang Nian had ever met someone like this in her life.

It's one thing to call people by names randomly and not wear clothes properly, but now they're even giving themselves random names.

They said her surname was Gong, and even asked her to add "old" before it to show familiarity.

Is this something a decent person could come up with?

Unfortunately, the opponent was shot, suffered amnesia, was being chased, and had his brain damaged – this series of buffs had already reached their maximum.

She couldn't possibly lay a hand on someone like that.

"You... get out, don't bother me in the kitchen."

Jiang Nian tried to hold back and calm herself down.

“But I’m scared to be out alone,” Si Boye said calmly. “I want to stay with the baby so you can protect me.”

A tall man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, asked a girl in the kitchen, who was a head shorter than him, to protect him.

"..."

Jiang Nian really couldn't do anything about this person.

He turned around, his tone stiff.

"Whatever you want, stay in the kitchen if you want, just don't bother me."

A short while later, there was no more noise from behind.

Jiang Nian thought the man had left, but when she turned around, she saw that he had somehow brought out a small stool.

He sat there curled up, wearing a fever-reducing patch and several layers of gauze wrapped around his chest and abdomen.

His hair was slightly disheveled, and he leaned against the wall, staring intently at her. The warm yellow light from the kitchen fell on the man's sharply defined face.

She was stunningly beautiful, yet inexplicably melancholic. There seemed to be some emotion in those dark eyes that she couldn't quite decipher.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, Jiang Nian's heart also ached.

I couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Don't stay curled up like that, your blood won't circulate properly."

"Besides, you have a fever, can't you just lie down on the sofa quietly?"

"The noodles are already cooked. I'll just put them in a bowl and come out. Is that alright?"

Seeing this, the man thought for a moment and nodded: "Alright then."

The man, who had a high fever, was still a little unsteady when he got up.

Fearing that the person might fall on the way, Jiang Nian had no choice but to turn off the stove and help the person outside.

The man seemed to have little strength, with most of his weight resting on her.

After finally reaching the sofa, the man lost his balance and suddenly fell backward. Jiang Nian instinctively reached out to pull him up.

Instead, she was grabbed by the man's large hand.

Due to inertia, the moment the man fell onto the sofa, she was also pulled down onto him.

Without missing a beat, her lips landed squarely on the man's lips.

The moment their lips touched, it felt as if the whole world stood still.

Jiang Nian's eyes widened in disbelief as she felt a strange, soft touch on her lips. For a moment, she even forgot to get up.

This was her first kiss.

That's it, it's over.

It wasn't until the man let out a muffled groan that Jiang Nian realized her hand was pressing on the wound on his chest, and she quickly sat up.

Upon closer inspection, sure enough, a little blood had seeped through the gauze again.

Her breathing was unsteady, and her face was burning. She instinctively turned to look at him: "You..."

"Baby, you did it on purpose."

The man stared at her, then suddenly spoke with a confident expression.

"What?" Jiang Nian turned around, stunned.

The man, with an air of self-assurance, began to analyze the situation.

"You must have taken advantage of my amnesia to lust after my good looks."

"So he took advantage of the fall to grope me and forcefully kiss me."

She's being indecent?

Force a kiss on him?

Jiang Nian felt like punching someone: "It was clearly you who lost your balance, and when I tried to grab you, you grabbed me instead, so I..."

And this was her first kiss.

She hadn't even blamed the man for not standing properly, and he was already blaming her?

The man remained silent, pursing his lips, looking as if he had been insulted and wronged. Jiang Nian could only swallow her anger for now.

"...Okay, even if I couldn't stop you, it wasn't on purpose."

"And it was just a touch of lips. It was an accident, it didn't count as a kiss at all."

"Then what counts as a kiss?"

The man tilted his head to look at him.

"I……"

This left Jiang Nian speechless once again.

She's never kissed anyone, how would she know?

The next second, the man suddenly raised his hand.

He lifted her chin, making her meet his eyes. Those deep, dark eyes seemed to draw her in.

He slowly approached. His gaze shifted downwards, and his somewhat rough fingertips gently caressed her lips, his voice becoming a little hoarse.

"Baby... what counts as a kiss?"

Whispering, the whispers of a bewitching man.

"Please teach me, okay?"

Jiang Nian seemed to be frozen in place.

Until the distance between the two people gets closer and closer.

The man's lips were almost touching hers again when she suddenly came to her senses.

They pushed people away one by one.

"you……"

Her chest heaved.

His tone instantly turned cold.

"Can you be this casual with any girl?"

"We are just strangers who have just met."

She got up to leave, but her wrist was grabbed.

"...Nothing was done casually."

"The baby is not someone else, nor is he a stranger."

Jiang Nian turned to look at the man on the sofa, her eyes filled with stubbornness and grievance.

Looking further down, the gauze on the other person's chest was bleeding even more from what she had just pushed aside.

"..."

Does he really think they knew each other before?

never mind.

With a cold face, she said, "Lie down. I'll re-bandage you. I won't care if the wound reopens."

Jiang Nian remained expressionless and silent throughout, carefully re-bandaging the man's wound.

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