Chapter 828 Darling, Come and Hold My Hand (26)
Song Jinhuan: ? ? ?
This is really Ye Huai!
No wonder so many world-destroying desires descended when they first arrived!
She understood; Ye Huai must have killed the fake one!
Every time the fake Ye Huai is killed, the desire to destroy the world decreases by an exceptionally large margin!
Ye Huai frowned, adopting a businesslike demeanor: "Miss Chu, you're having an episode."
She didn't know the real reason why Ye Huai disliked the fake Ye Huai, but the ruthlessness with which he would try to kill him every time they met... Upon closer reflection, it seemed impossible to distinguish whether Ye Huai had lost his memory by relying on the desire to destroy the world.
After all, everything here is rather strange.
"Dr. Ye, haven't we met somewhere before?" Song Jinhuan ignored his answer and decided to test the waters.
In Ye Huai's eyes, it seemed too bold. He suppressed his displeasure and said, "Miss Chu's way of flirting is too old-fashioned. You should go back to your ward and rest early."
Seeing that he still looked calm and composed, Song Jinhuan grabbed his left hand without any hesitation and hooked her index finger around his palm before he was shaken off.
Ye Huai was never up to par when facing her.
This small gesture caused her heart to burn with heat, but also filled her with displeasure.
She was always shy and had never done anything so inappropriate with him before.
Now, such a huge sacrifice is being made to verify whether he is indeed him.
What if he is that person?
Wouldn't such intimate behavior just benefit that person?
Indeed, resolving it sooner rather than later was the right choice.
The glasses blocked out most of the gloom in the man's eyes, leaving him feeling both angry and bitter.
He lowered his eyes, about to say something harsh and reprimand him, but met a face that was blinking innocently at him, and the bangs between her eyebrows parted naturally to the sides of her forehead because of her movement.
A pair of slender, curved eyebrows and eyes were faintly visible.
She is beautiful, and even more beautiful when she smiles.
Ye Huai suppressed the urge to touch her, and said with a distant yet barely perceptible restraint, "Miss Chu, please have some self-respect."
Song Jinhuan was not deterred by his cold face at all; after all, he hadn't shaken her off, had he?
She smiled and said, "Dr. Ye looks really good in this outfit."
She moved her fingers, which were rubbing against his palm, downwards, but received no response.
Finally, she picked up one of his fingers and gently shook it, saying dejectedly, "It seems Dr. Ye doesn't remember."
"I'm going back."
The speed at which she let go and turned around surprised Ye Huai, but that forlorn expression lingered in his mind.
Ye Huai tightened his grip on his hands hanging by his sides.
One and a half pounds couldn't resist gloating: [Did they go too far? Can't they just be honest?]
Her thought process is unpredictable.
If you stick to your guns and refuse to admit it, you're finished!
Ye Huai's expression darkened: [Shut up.]
One and a half pounds: [I really don't understand why you have to complicate things so much.]
Ye Huai ignored it; he was always worried about the girl leaving alone.
He followed her from a distance, watching her return to the ward, staring at the door in silence for a long time before leaving.
The nurse brought over the pills, which Song Jinhuan took obediently. She soon fell into a deep sleep.
The black leather shoes reappeared by the bedside.
He threw back the covers and forcefully pulled the person on the bed into his arms.
He rested his chin on his slender shoulder, turned his head and pressed his thin lips against the girl's cheek, his deep voice filled with obvious grievance.
“I remember you.”
"We've met before."
"I do love you, and I long for your response at all times."
"Oh, right..."
He paused, kissed her lips, and said in a deep voice, "Dr. Ye would look even better without any clothes on."
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