Even the slow-witted Aoqian realized what was happening.
Song Xiwei actually went to this lengths to save him.
And this time, he somehow managed to get what he had always dreamed of...
Although he was not conscious during the process, he can still recall some fragments now that he thinks back carefully.
For example, Song Xiwei's body structure seems to be very different from mine.
Her frame was very slender, especially her waist, which was so thin it could be grasped with a single hand...
For example, her skin is as smooth and tender as a peeled egg.
For example, he seemed to have seen that fragrant strip of cloth again by chance, and it seemed that he had torn it open by his own hands.
Then, he actually...
Aoqian dared not let himself continue thinking about it.
His ears burned as he stared at Song Xiwei in disbelief.
Song Xiwei noticed that Aoqian's gaze was fixed on a certain spot.
She lowered her head slightly, and for a moment, she seemed to realize something.
She instinctively crossed her arms, her face flushed with embarrassment, and mouthed angrily, "What are you looking at!"
Aoqian's face flushed bright red.
But he was really curious. Although Ao's subconscious was clouded during those two hours, he still remembered some fragments.
And after that strip of cloth was torn open...
He seems to be...
Aoqian felt himself sweating, a heat emanating from somewhere, making him anxious and eager to ask Song Xiwei for confirmation.
Perhaps it was somewhat impolite, but Aoqian was truly baffled.
He pointed at Song Xiwei, then grasped her hand and gestured to her, saying, "I...can I make a request?"
Seeing Aoqian's alarmingly red face, she helplessly mouthed, "What is it?"
Aoqian's hand was still holding that position, making a grasping motion in the air. "How strange, now that it looks like it's quite flat..."
Song Xi was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding what he was saying.
Until Aoqian's hand landed on himself and then grabbed him.
Song Xiwei's face suddenly turned bright red, and she mouthed, "Are you toxic?!"
Aoqian was still anxious and wanted to verify something. "Could you let me see it? Or, let me try again..."
Aoqian looked earnest, as if this matter was very important to him.
All expression vanished from Song Xiwei's face.
Perhaps because she was too angry, her loss of voice improved slightly, and she was able to speak and make sounds with difficulty.
"What are you looking at! Don't you have one yourself? Everyone's the same. If you want to look, look at your own! If you want to try, try your own!" After scolding her, Song Xiwei saw Aoqian looking at her with a resentful expression and corrected her, "It's different, it's different. Mine is like a brick, like a stone... yours..."
Even the slow-witted Song Xiwei realized what Ao Qian was talking about.
She was so flustered that she choked on her own saliva. "Shut up!"
Aoqian still looked resentful, as if he wanted to prove something to her, "If you don't believe me, you can watch me, or you can try..."
Startled, Song Xiwei quickly took a few steps back to keep her distance from him.
"Don't come any closer! Stay away from me, and don't even think about touching me..."
Aoqian still looked like he wanted to persuade her, "I didn't lie to you, everything I said is true."
"If you keep talking nonsense like this, I'll really get angry!" Song Xiwei was at her wit's end.
But she was even more afraid that Aoqian wouldn't be so easily fooled. She had already sacrificed enough to save him. She thought that he wouldn't have any memory after waking up from that period of clouded consciousness, but now that Aoqian was in this state, he clearly still remembered some things.
This kind of thing was embarrassing enough for Song Xiwei.
But Aoqian insisted on confirming with her.
She was about to vomit blood.
“I didn’t mean anything else. You went to great lengths to save me…” Aoqian understood perfectly well what had happened between Song Xiwei and himself. That was why he wanted to find out.
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