Chapter 158 Soul-Questioning Question: Have you ever slept?
Minghua's heart was in turmoil.
This was the truth but she could never admit it.
What does what Minghuan did when she has memory have to do with Minghuan who has lost her memory.
Now looking at Yan Wenjin whose face is becoming increasingly unsightly.
There is a difference between actively admitting mistakes and passively discovering them.
She hurriedly crawled forward, stretched out her hands to hold Yan Wenjin's face, and kissed the man on the side of his cheek.
The tone was low and sincere:
"I'm sorry, honey, I don't know where I put the ring."
"I have lost my memory and don't know anything."
"If you want to wear a ring, we can go buy another pair to wear on your hands. What do you think?"
First comfort, then apologize, and then propose a solution.
Minghua, you are really smart.
After Minghuan finished speaking, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were moist and full of anticipation as she looked at Yan Wenjin.
Yan Wenjin's forced angry expression almost broke down.
He never imagined that Minghua, who had lost her memory, would look like this.
Like a sweet and soft little cake.
One bite and the whole mouth is filled with the full taste.
He forced a serious look on his face and said "hmm".
Minghua's eyes instantly became lively, and her eyebrows curved:
"Thank you, husband."
"By the way, who are Fu Shizheng and Jun Yiqing you just mentioned?"
Just heard the names of these two people.
Minghua had a strange sense of familiarity.
Just like Yan Wenjin.
Minghuan was able to let down her guard so quickly because there was a voice in her heart telling her that this person would not hurt her and could be trusted, which was why she made this choice.
Yan Wenjin only glanced at Minghua indifferently, and uttered a few words from his thin lips without any emotion:
"No one, just your suitor."
"Ah... my suitor..."
Minghua laughed awkwardly twice.
No wonder Yan Wenjin looked unhappy when she mentioned these two people.
Who can like his wife's suitor?
And this situation happened because she didn't want to make their relationship public.
He quickly held Yan Wenjin's face and leaned forward to kiss her twice, comforting her:
"Don't be angry."
After a pause of two or three seconds, he said:
"You are my only husband."
Yan Wenjin took advantage of the situation and stretched out his hand to forcefully clamp Minghua's waist:
"What kind of husband is he without a marriage certificate?"
"Come with me to get a marriage license."
Minghua's 3S level healing ability is useless without her approval.
Even though these people are extremely powerful, they cannot force the marriage certificate and put their names in the position of Minghuan's husband.
Minghuan's eyes wandered for two or three seconds.
No way.
Just got the certificate like this?
For some reason, she subconsciously wanted to refuse.
Besides, she has no memory now and is not suitable to make such an important decision.
Ming Hua laughed awkwardly, "I don't remember anything right now. It wouldn't be a good idea to rashly get the marriage certificate."
"What's wrong with that?"
Yan Wenjin's eyes became dangerous, and his strong and powerful hands slid up Minghua's flexible waist and placed on her thin back.
Minghua shivered uncontrollably when she felt the scorching heat from the man's big hand.
I only heard Yan Wenjin speak:
"Are you worried that marrying me will prevent you from enjoying the pursuit of other men?"
"How is that possible?"
Minghua shook her head repeatedly, refusing to admit that she would be such a person.
"How could I possibly do such a thing?"
"I just wanted to, I just wanted to..."
Got it, Minghuan's eyes lit up, she put her hands on Yan Wenjin's shoulders, and looked at the man sincerely with her beautiful peach blossom eyes.
"I just want to get the marriage certificate with the memory of our love."
What loving memories could they have?
Yan Wenjin chuckled softly, but did not continue to press the topic.
He put his arm around Minghua's waist and let her lean on him, then opened the terminal and entered the wedding ring page.
"Come pick out a new ring and see which one you like."
"If I find out you've lost your ring again, don't blame me for being rude."
"No, no, I definitely won't."
Minghuan swallowed her saliva upon hearing this and hurriedly made a promise.
"I will wear the ring on my hand every day from now on, and I will never lose it."
"Um."
Yan Wenjin hummed softly, watching Minghua's slender fingers sliding across the terminal, choosing the ring she liked.
Each of the above rings can be said to be priced at a sky-high price.
Various shapes.
But Yan Wenjin was willing.
From a distance, it looked like a newlywed husband indulging his wife.
He sincerely hoped that this moment could last longer and longer.
*
At night
When the two of them were sleeping.
New divisions emerged.
As Minghuan's husband, Yan Wenjin naturally has to sleep in the same bed with Minghuan at night.
Even if they do nothing.
But for Minghua who has lost her memory.
Strange.
It's really strange.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, gazing at the exquisite patterns on the carpet.
Yan Wenjin was washing up in the bathroom attached to her room at this time.
The house is well soundproofed and it is almost impossible to hear any sound.
But Minghua's earlobes turned red quietly, as if the sound of a shower was ringing in her ears.
In the quiet bedroom
Her imagination began to race and she could picture the bathroom a few meters away.
The hot water flowed along the man's honey-colored skin like flowing silver chains.
The ultimate temptation, the explosion of male hormones.
Even without her memory, she still believed from the bottom of her heart that Yan Wenjin had an excellent and seductive figure.
And tonight, she will sleep in the same bed with Yan Wenjin.
Minghua's five fingers, which were resting on the edge of the bed, suddenly gripped the sheets tightly, and her pretty eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
According to Yan Wenjin, the two of them must have slept together quite a few times before, right?
Otherwise, they wouldn't have gotten to the point of getting married.
Then why is she still so nervous now and even wants Yan Wenjin to move out?
Did the body's reactions disappear along with the loss of memory?
Minghua pursed her lips, feeling a little strange in her heart.
Before this strange feeling could continue to spread, the bathroom door was opened.
Yan Wenjin was wearing a black bathrobe, revealing her plump chest and well-defined abdominal muscles, and she walked out shrouded in water vapor.
Wet water droplets slid down his forehead and disappeared into the black bathrobe.
Every strand of hair was wet, and even his usually fierce eyebrows and eyes were moist.
With a slightly washed-out, bright feeling.
The oppressive feeling belonging to the top 3S-level strongman instantly diminished a lot.
Yan Wenjin was wiping her hair with a dry towel in her hand when she saw Minghuan sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her with an expression that seemed to want to say something but hesitated.
"What's wrong?"
Yan Wenjin took the initiative to speak.
Minghua took two deep breaths and mustered up the courage to speak:
"I want to ask you something, and you'd better not lie to me."
"Have we ever slept together?"
"cough!"
Yan Wenjin was choked instantly.
This time, even her face turned slightly red.
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