Li Muge almost couldn't breathe while being held by this man.
"Hey, who are you? Who's waiting for you? I won't die even if you die." As soon as Li Muge finished speaking, Chang Yan reacted and suddenly pinched Li Muge's face with his hand.
"Yes, Ye Luo, your face is hot, you're not dead."
Li Muge was already on the verge of exploding, but this man was still acting up. Enraged, she picked up a pillow and started hitting Chang Yan.
"I'll let you hug me, I'll let you pinch me."
“I’m your savior, and I don’t know that Ye Luo either.”
Changyan pondered for a long time before he had to accept the fact that Ye Luo had lost his memory, but he did not dwell on it too much.
He believed he could find Ye Luo.
This is already a blessing from Heaven.
He doesn't ask for anything else.
A clear, bright smile flickered in Chang Yan's eyes: "Since you, Ye Luo, have lost your memory, then I will reintroduce myself."
"What?" Li Muge couldn't remember anything at all, nor could she recall whether she knew this man or not. She just felt that this man was really strange.
Changyan ignored his own injuries.
He forced himself out of bed and bowed respectfully to Li Muge.
“Miss Ye Luo, my name is Yun Daozi, courtesy name Changyan.”
Li Muge was slightly taken aback.
"Changyan." The name sounded so familiar. Li Muge pressed her head, and some blurry images seemed to float before her eyes.
But no matter how hard she tried to catch it, it was all in vain.
"Ye Luo, if you can't remember, then don't think about it." Chang Yan's eyes were full of worry when he saw Li Muge like this.
Li Muge paused for a moment, then asked warily, "You say I am Ye Luo, what evidence do you have to prove it?"
"I'm not stupid. If you say I'm Ye Luo, then I'm Ye Luo. What if you're a liar?" Although Li Muge was somewhat familiar with Chang Yan, she was not familiar with what Chang Yan said.
The name Ye Luo.
Something just doesn't feel right.
Chang Yan thought for a moment, looking Li Muge up and down. It turned out that he really couldn't think of any evidence to prove that she was Ye Luo.
But his brief moment of slowness became evidence of Chang Yan's deception in Li Muge's eyes.
"I knew it! You just said he was a liar." Li Muge was glad she hadn't fallen for this strange man's tricks, but she was also disappointed.
She thought she finally knew who she was.
Unexpectedly, it all turned out to be another false alarm.
"Once you're healed, get out of here," Li Muge said coldly, issuing an order to leave.
Changyan quickly caught up: "You really are Ye Luo? How can you not believe me? I still remember that you have a tattoo of the other shore flower on your back."
Li Muge's expression changed, and she stopped in her tracks.
Changyan also wanted to reveal more details about the tattoo on Li Muge's back.
He received a heavy slap across the face from Li Muge.
Changyan covered his face, looking extremely aggrieved.
"Ye Luo; didn't you say you wanted me to tell you the evidence? Why are you hitting me again?"
Li Muge felt a little flustered.
"Yes, I do have a tattoo of the red spider lily on my back, but what does that mean? Who knows if it's because you, you pervert, were peeping at someone taking a bath."
Chang Yan, who was originally a person with ill intentions, was suddenly suspected by Li Muge of being a hooligan who peeped at people taking a bath.
"Why!"
Changyan sighed helplessly.
Li Muge asked in confusion, "Why are you sighing?"
Changyan said helplessly, "I was thinking, is there a Yellow River? I could jump in there and save myself from being wrongly accused by you like this."
After saying that, he lay back down on the bed and stubbornly pulled the covers over his head.
Li Muge was puzzled. Could it be that she had really wronged him?
In the days that followed, every time Li Muge brought medicine or food, Changyan would turn his head away immediately, probably because he was still very angry about Li Muge's words calling him a hooligan.
Li Muge turned her head away and ignored him.
In any case, besides myself and Changyan, there are no other living people in Butterfly Valley.
And this game of taking care of others is actually quite fun.
After Li Muge delivered meals for ten consecutive days, Changyan couldn't take it anymore.
Chang Yan's eyes were filled with complex emotions; he really wanted to tell Li Muge.
The mushy food she cooked was so bad that even a dog wouldn't eat it.
However, he couldn't dampen Li Muge's enthusiasm like that.
After thinking for a long time, he took a deep breath: "Ye Luo"
"You may not know this because you have lost your memory, but outside, it's always the men who cook."
"Women are not allowed in the kitchen."
"You absolutely cannot cook rice."
Li Muge thought for a moment: "You people outside have so many rules. But if I don't cook for you, Changyan, what are you planning to eat? Air?"
Changyan thought to himself, if he had to eat porridge again, he would rather go eat the northwest wind.
"Are you stupid, Ye Luo?" Chang Yan lay on the bed and winked at Li Muge: "To be honest, you're not as smart as you used to be now that you've lost your memory."
"Cooking is definitely a man's job!"
At first, Li Muge was skeptical of Chang Yan's words. But that changed when Chang Yan showed off his cooking skills to Li Muge online.
Li Muge then realized that there was a difference between two kinds of porridge.
The paste she made had no flavor at all.
Changyan's flower paste was sweet and delicious.
Especially the flower cakes made by Changyan.
The honey they make is simply superb.
Li Muge finally realized that someone could finally cook such delicious food.
"Changyan, your cooking is really delicious." Li Muge praised sincerely.
"Hmm, cooking is the same thing, what's the difference between him and a hooligan in your mind?" Changyan sighed and took away the remaining flower cakes.
"Hey, Changyan, my flower cakes."
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