Song Qingyu had a dream last night and was still very "touched" when he woke up.

In the dream, he agreed to go out together. After his best friend Nangong Heng and his junior sister Ye Ling got on the carriage, they drove directly and completely forgot about him. He chased and shouted, and the two of them were just concerned about driving...

So, Song Qingyu chased after him all night in his dream.

Sitting on the bed and rubbing his tired forehead, Song Qingyu sighed in a low voice, "Good brother, it's great."

In half a month, it will be the wedding date. Although Song Qingyu told Ning Zhen that Nangong Heng and Ye Ling would definitely come to rob the bride, he did not have much hope for this, but instead was even more worried about the current situation of Nangong Heng and Ye Ling.

As for the Holy Island, Song Qingyu thought that as long as Duanmu Yan didn't make him amnesia, he would have a way to deal with it.

If the drug is really caused by amnesia, Song Qingyu can only say, just do whatever he wants, anyway, anyway, he will not be able to control it at that time, so he will leave it to fate and just be unable to die.

But as time goes by, Ning Zhen becomes more and more uneasy and can't hide her face.

On this day, Duan Mu Yin came to Ning Zhen with a basket of fresh fruits.

Song Qingyu was making tea not far away, staring at Duanmu Yin's every move. He was peeling the fruit with a focused expression. Ning Zhen sat aside with a frown slightly. She had something to say, but Duanmu Yin did not look up.

Duanmu Yin cut a fruit, then cut it into delicate pieces with a knife, carefully scribbling it in a carved glass fruit plate, and handed it to Ning Zhen.

Ning Zhen refused to answer, and saw Duanmu Yin looking over, she gestured and asked, "Can you stop making things difficult for Qingyu?"

Duanmu Yin showed a faint smile on his lifeless face, and his hand holding the plate did not take it back, "Azhen, you should eat this fruit in time, otherwise it will change color and lose its taste."

Ning Zhen took the fruit plate and put it down, and gestured and repeated the question just now.

Duanmu Yin took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly, "Azhen has something to say to me? Eat the fruit first, let's talk well."

Song Qingyu's face was slightly dark.

Duanmu Yin has not come much recently, but Song Qingyu can see that his attitude towards Ning Zhen has changed. He is still treating Ning Zhen in a self-righteous way, but he is a little tougher, and his words are always threatening.

If this continues, Song Qingyu is not worried about himself, but Duanmu Yin's patience with Ning Zhen seems to be about to be exhausted.

Once Ning Zhen loses control of Duanmu Yin's limited suppression, what crazy actions will Duanmu Yin do? Not only to Ning Zhen, but also to Ning Zhen's children and family, Song Qingyu dare not think about it...

Ning Zhen had to lower her head and ate two pieces of fruit. It tasted fresh and sweet, but it was bitter at the mouth.

"Didn't we say what Azhen asked me just now?" Duanmu Yin smiled, looking at Ning Zhen's gaze was obviously gentle, but it made Song Qingyu, who was watching, feel a little creepy...

"The Holy Island must hold weddings this month. In fact, the weddings have nothing to do with Song Qingyu. As long as Azhen is willing to marry me, I will tell the world and give you a grand wedding. What does Azhen want?" Duanmu Yin's eyes were deep.

Ning Zhen was silent, Song Qingyu brought tea over and placed it in front of Duanmu Yin and Ning Zhen.

"The National Master is very mentally and should understand the truth that a forced melon is not sweet." Song Qingyu's face was expressionless.

Ning Zhen pulled Song Qingyu's sleeves and told him not to provoke Duanmu Yin. So far, Song Qingyu has been beaten several times by Duanmu Yin because of "too much talk".

However, this time, Duanmu Yin was not angry and smiled slowly when he heard this, "No matter whether it is sweet or not, at least the melon is mine, it is better than nothing, what do you think?"

"If you truly love someone, you will hope that she will live a good life, even if it does not belong to you." Song Qingyu said with a faint expression.

"How do you know that she and me won't live a better life? She doesn't even know, but I know." Duanmu Yin's voice was deep.

This is the self-centered robber logic.

Speaking of this, Song Qingyu knew that it would be meaningless to reason with Duanmu Yin again. He really felt that Duanmu Yin was about to lose control.

Duanmu Yin left, and Song Qingyu once again told Ning Zhen seriously that he would never agree to Duanmu Yin's unjust request, because he was a crazy crazy man. If he couldn't get Ning Zhen, he would be somewhat restrained. Once he got it and his obsession came true, Ning Zhen would no longer be able to bind him. He would probably be more aggressive and do something even more crazy.

For the sake of this, I can only wait for the opportunity to escape and turn over, and I must not give up hope until the last moment.

Song Qingyu believed that someone must be looking for him. Taking the initiative to compromise is an undesirable worst-case approach.

"Master's wife, don't worry, I really dreamed of Ah Heng and Xiao Ye last night. Maybe they were already on the way to come. As long as they come here, they will know after a little inquiries, and you will immediately think that it is me." Song Qingyu comforted Ning Zhen.

Ning Zhen was frowning, and Song Qingyu didn't dare to say what the real dream was.

At this moment, Nangong Heng and Ye Ling, who were in Chongming City, had a small separation better than a newlywed. After losing their memory, they doubled their enthusiasm for reunion. They spent a passionate night and got up until the sun was noon.

The abused single Situ Xuan Wang consciously took on the task of taking care of Ye Sheng, and kept sighing in her heart, looking at how ups and downs, life is beautiful and exciting, but looking at herself, she is really bored.

Therefore, although Ye Ling came yesterday and told Situ Yan that she would take Ye Sheng and Nangong Heng away, and did not want to bring disaster to Situ Yan and Situ Xuan, Situ Xuan actually had an impulse and wanted to accompany Ye Ling and Nangong Heng, regardless of the ends of the world! He was safe and dangerous! Otherwise, I would always feel that I missed the opportunity and would be regretful for the rest of my life!

Nangong Heng put on his clothes and got off the bed with a refreshed look. He turned to see Ye Ling lying lazily, with an unfading blush on his beautiful little face.

Nangong Heng lowered his head and stole another incense, smiled, looked at the torn clothes on the ground, and said to Ye Ling: "Xiao Yezi, sleep for a while, I'll come back soon."

Nangong Heng put down the curtain of the bed and walked out briskly. After a while, he brought the hot water back, poured it into the bathtub, tried the water temperature, and then carried Ye Ling horizontally and put it into the bathtub.

Surrounded by hot water, Ye Ling sighed comfortably, her body was very tired, but her mental fatigue was greatly relieved.

"Or I'll be together too..." Nangong Heng's voice sounded above his head.

Ye Ling raised his hand and grabbed Nangong Heng's collar, pulled him down, kissed him, patted him on the face, "Go and find me clothes, I'm hungry."

"Okay." Nangong Heng finished speaking and disappeared. Ye Ling heard something outside the door and didn't know what Nangong Heng was doing.

Although he knew that no one would go in, Nangong Heng tied the window from the inside to be on the safe side and hung a big lock on the outside door before leaving with confidence.

Ye Ling took a hot bath and felt much more comfortable. Just now, Nangong Heng came back.

Nangong Heng did not let Ye Ling do anything throughout the whole process. He happily served Ye Ling to wipe her body and wear clothes, as if treating her most cherished treasure.

Finally, Nangong Heng combed Ye Ling's hair, serious and focused. If Ye Ling hadn't said he was hungry again, he would have felt that he could comb his hair until the end of the world.

"Little Yezi, you are so beautiful." This is what Nangong Heng said countless times after seeing Ye Ling yesterday.

Ye Sheng's eyes have not yet been cleared and he can't see Ye Ling. Nangong Heng asked Ye Ling to disguise again before going out, not wanting her to be seen by others.

So, when Nangong Heng led Ye Ling into Ye Sheng's room, Situ Xuan, who was drinking tea with Ye Sheng, saw that they both had disguised yesterday, was a little disappointed.

Situ Xuan had seen Nangong Heng's true face. She was shocked at the time and was quite curious about what Ye Ling looked like, just curious.

"A Xuan, does Xiaohua look like she deserves a beating?" Ye Sheng asked Situ Xuan. They are both adults, so of course they knew what Nangong Heng and Ye Ling did when they disappeared.

Situ Xuan nodded seriously, "Yes!" More than just beating? Nangong Heng was simply arrogant now, and he was happy as if he was about to fly into the sky surrounded by sweet bubbles, standing shoulder to shoulder with the sun!

"Old Ye! Xiao Xuan! Good morning!" Nangong Heng held Ye Ling and smiled brightly.

Situ Xuan looked out and it was so sunny, because it was almost noon...

"Little Yezi." Ye Sheng spoke and called Ye Ling.

"Dad." Ye Ling walked over, sat next to Ye Sheng, holding Ye Sheng's arm.

Ye Sheng turned his head slightly and looked serious, "If that kid bullies you, tell your father that he will help you beat him up."

Ye Ling shook her head, "Don't bother with dad. I usually beat me up like this at that time."

The tea that Situ Xuan had just entered her mouth sprayed out, but saw Nangong Heng happily saying: "Beating is kissing and scolding is love, Xiao Yezi loves me the most!"

This loving show is dazzling.

Anyway, Situ Xuan was almost blind, so he stood up and floated away silently. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard Nangong Heng call him, "Xiao Xuan, uncle and your aunt are both hungry, go find something delicious."

Situ Xuan paused, uncle, aunt... what the hell? Not only were hesitated, but he was also bullied as a bachelor. Is there any reason for nature? Is there human nature?

Of course, not long afterwards, Situ Xuan understood a life philosophy. A bachelor has no human rights and no status, and is used to oppress work. No matter how good he looks, it is useless, let alone a pretty person like him...

When Situ Xuan went to find food, he silently comforted himself that he was not for Nangong Heng, but for the aunt who just arrived yesterday... Oh no, the legendary little Leaf Girl!

As a result, when Situ Xuan brought six dishes, one soup and four sets of bowls and chopsticks, he thought that he would eat here at noon, so he heard Nangong Heng say, "Xiao Xuan, your aunt hasn't eaten the sauce elbow from Furunlou, so there should be still at this time."

Situ Xuan's hand, who had just picked up the chopsticks, froze slightly, trying to keep a smile, "Okay, I'll go line up now." After saying that, he got up, went out of the door, clenched his fists and waved it behind him, Nan Xiaohua, you are so calm! For the sake of your wife, I will tolerate you again! The last time!

"Aheng, isn't this good? After all, he is the master." Ye Ling smiled and gave Ye Sheng the soup and put the spoon in Ye Sheng's hand.

Ye Sheng smiled and took a sip of the soup and found it particularly delicious.

Nangong Heng shook his head, "Xiao Xuan needs to go out for more trips. You don't know that Xiao Yezi, the sauce elbow is so delicious, it's worse than the sweet and sour pork ribs and Bazhen chicken soup fried rabbit meat sauce pork buns you made. Lao Ye eats it every day."

"Oh, I actually bought it yesterday, but I sold it all. Then it's hard work Xiao Xuan." Ye Ling was immediately convinced.

Stu Xuan:...

But when Situ Xuan arrived at Furun Building, the last elbow of sauce was sold, and the customer who bought it turned out to be Wen Jing.

"Mr. Situ."

"Young Master Wen."

The two people who met yesterday continued to socialize adults without embarrassment.

Since we met, we walked out of Furun Tower and went home on the same road, and deliberately avoiding it would be unnecessary. The two of us walked side by side towards the city lord's mansion.

"Where is that girl in my house?" Wen Jing asked this, feeling a little resentful.

Just yesterday, she brought her good friends to Chongming City with joy. She imagined that after eating sauce elbows together, she would eat the delicacies made by Ye Ling, and then play together in Chongming City. Finally, she felt great as a best friend.

As a result, I didn't buy the sauce elbow, and I couldn't eat the delicacy made by Ye Ling. A bastard fell from the sky, hugged Ye Ling and turned around, kissed him endlessly, ate all the delicacies made by Ye Ling, and then carried Ye Ling away and ate them...

Wen Jing, who became a tool man from beginning to end, was very happy for Ye Ling, and wanted to fight with Nangong Heng.

Situ Xuan smiled, "Miss Xiaoqi is with Xiaohua."

"Nan Xiaoqi, Nan Xiaohua, okay." Wen Jing was powerless to complain about these two strange names, "How strong is that Nan Xiaohua?" If you can't, really find Nangong Heng to fight? See how strong Ye Ling's man is.

Situ Xuan replied: "My grandfather concluded that Xiaohua's strength is above me, but because of his poisoning, he cannot use his internal strength for the time being."

Wen Jing shook her head, "Why are you waiting for Xiaoqi and his girl's house to save her? She is convinced."

When he learned that Nangong Heng had lost his memory, Wen Jing said quietly: "Why are you kissing when you have lost your memory? You are not afraid of admitting the wrong person, it's true."
To be continued...