Ming Beiya could hear all he could hear was what Mo Shisheng had said to Ling Qi that day.
Only that one sentence left a deep impression on him...
She said, "I love him, but how could I possibly send my man to another woman's bed? Lingqi, there's a limit to your wild fantasies!"
Thinking of this, Ming Beiya's lips curved into a smile, and a hint of pleasure flashed in his eyes.
After he finally calmed down, he jumped off the roof and entered the bedroom. The candlelight inside was dim, and a small ball was gently curled up on the large bed.
Ming Beiya walked over gently, stood by the bed, and looked down at the girl's peaceful sleeping face.
She likes to sleep on her side, clutching the blanket with both hands, her chubby little face squeezed together, making her look cute and adorable.
He didn't know how he felt, but at that moment, all Ming Beiya wanted to do was kiss her.
This feeling startled Ming Beiya. He frowned slightly, trying to suppress the strange thought in his heart, but found it was no use.
His gaze fell on the girl's sleeping face, and his thoughts grew increasingly unrestrained.
Ultimately, impulse triumphed over reason. Ming Beiya gently leaned down and kissed the girl's soft face before turning and striding behind the screen.
His steps carried a hint of panic, even a sense of haste, as if he were fleeing in disarray.
After Ming Beiya turned and left, the girl lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were clear and bright, she didn't look like she had just woken up at all.
She was actually very tired. After washing up as quickly as possible, she lay down on the bed. Just as she was about to fall asleep, the man's presence gradually drew closer.
Mo Shisheng chose to pretend to be asleep because she was still angry about what Ming Beiya had just said.
She thought Ming Beiya would come and see her briefly and then leave, but he stayed by her bedside for so long.
Just as Mo Shisheng was about to open her eyes and ask him what he was looking at, a soft, feather-like touch landed on her cheek.
She was tense and didn't dare to move. She even thought that Ming Beiya was sure to find out, but he didn't. He strode away, his steps slightly messy.
Upon realizing this, Mo Shisheng was in a complete mess, feeling that it was impossible for Ming Beiya to do such a thing.
However, Mingbeiya did exactly that...
Mo Shisheng raised her hand and gently stroked her cheek, right where Ming Beiya had just touched her. She could clearly feel it.
Ming Beiya kissed her...
That was the unique feel of his lips...
She had kissed him many times and was already familiar with each other's lips.
Why did he kiss himself?
Mo Shisheng couldn't calm down and think about the problem at all. Listening to the sound of water coming from the other side of the screen, she felt more and more uneasy and just wanted to rush over and ask him why he kissed her.
But she was afraid that Ming Beiya would deny it to the death and even say that she had delusions. What should she do then?
It has to be said that Mo Shisheng's idea was correct, or rather, she really understood Ming Beiya.
If it were Ming Beiya before he lost his memory, he would have kissed her without any consequences.
However, things are different now. Ming Beiya has lost his previous memories, and his kiss with Mo Shisheng was entirely based on his own feelings. He regretted it afterward.
I just realized how impulsive I was!
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