Hearing this, the clerk finally raised his head, and then she was deeply shocked.

The tall man held the slender and petite woman and looked extremely close. As soon as the two entered the door, they walked directly to the shelves. The clerk didn't have time to see their faces, but the mere back was enough to make her heart sway.

Speaking of which, she is familiar with the residents in this area. When did these two top-notch products be moved in? Why didn’t she remember that...

...

"The smallest trumpet, are you sure?" The two walked to the innermost row of shelves, and Ji Yanzheng was still worried about it.

"Anyway, what you prepared before was the smallest quotation, and I don't understand it very much." Chu Weilan opened her eyes wide and looked innocent, "Of course, I don't think you are young."

Ji Yanzheng looked at her deeply for a while, then suddenly laughed, his tone full of appreciation, "Chu Weilan, you have the courage."

Chu Weilan's face turned slightly red and his face was calm: "Didn't you say you have lost your memory? How are you sure you didn't use the smallest digit before?"

"If I find that the smallest trumpet is not suitable after I go back, I will go into battle in vain." The man pressed her against the shelves, with a meaningful tone, "Give you another chance, what size do I use?"

This threat was very effective, Chu Weilan blushed and had to change his words: "The largest number."

The man raised his eyebrows.

"Actually, you can use the largest number a little bit harder." Chu Weilan added, "But there is no way, there is no bigger number."

Ji Yanzheng smiled softly, reached out to shave her face, and his tone was silence and ambiguous: "So, are you satisfied?"

Chu Weilan blushed and gritted her teeth: "I'm very satisfied."

Ji Yanzheng rolled his Adam's apple, couldn't help but lift her chin, leaned over and kissed her.

The space between the shelves is limited, and the cramped space enlarges the intimacy between the two. Chu Weilan is holding a row of sanitary products behind her, but she dares not press the weight on her. In fear, she has to grab his shoulders and lean his body against him as much as possible, which makes Ji Yanzheng very helpful.

"Ji Yanzheng..." Her breath was unstable, and her slightly trembling voice was slightly angered.

"Are you anxious?" He held her face, and a scorching breath sprayed on her face.

Chu Weilan shook her head gently: "For me, this is also a date."

Although she was just buying things in a convenience store, there were only two of them after all, and this experience was unique to her.

The woman's voice was soft and soft, and her tone was not sarcastic or dissatisfied. However, it was this excited and satisfied tone that shocked Ji Yanzheng.

He held her tightly, his Adam's apple kept sliding, his breathing was extremely heavy, and even a little bloody red appeared in his black eyes.

The man's handsome face was tight, as if he was trying hard to restrain something.

Chu Weilan was startled: "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"

"No." His voice was so low that he was hoarse, and his burning lips fell on her face. "It's not that the wound hurts."

It's heartache.

There are also self-blame and...regrets.

"Where does that hurt?" Chu Weilan's face turned pale with an anxious look, "Ji Yanzheng, you talk..."

"I'm fine." He laughed hoarsely, "Chu Weilan, do you prefer me before or after I am amnesia?"

Chu Weilan was stunned for a moment, her lips moved, and finally she resisted the urge to complain about him.

...After all the time, this man insisted that he had lost his memory.

Is it fun to pretend to be amnesia?

"Absolutely." She spitted these three words.

"There is always a difference." He was dissatisfied, staring at her with black eyes, "Remember and compare."

"Don't you remember it, why do you think there is a difference?" Chu Weilan snorted.

"Intuition." Ji Yanzheng raised her chin and insisted on asking for an answer, "Think about it."

Chu Weilan bit her lip and finally replied with a flash of eyes: "I like it all, are you satisfied?"

Ji Yanzheng paused for a moment and smiled mutely: "I like this answer too, but it's not enough. I'll ask which one do you prefer?"

Chu Weilan didn't understand why he suddenly became obsessed with this question, but it seemed that he was seriously asking for her answer.

Chu Weilan hesitated for a moment, and finally said in a low voice: "After amnesia."

She was a little worried that this answer would make the man unhappy, but on the contrary, his face was extremely soft at that moment. The man leaned over and kissed her eyebrows, and said hoarsely, "Okay."

Chu Weilan looked at the deep and complex feelings in the man's eyes, his heart was slightly astringent, and he felt that he might have grasped something.

"Ji Yanzheng..." She couldn't help but murmur softly.

But the man didn't say anything else. He raised his head and glanced around: "Where are the contraceptive products usually placed?"

Chu Weilan was stunned and suddenly realized: "Where is the cashier..."

Just after coming in, the man took her directly to the shelves, and she forgot about it.

Ji Yanzheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you bought it."

"Everyone who often visits supermarkets and convenience stores knows it." Chu Weilan glanced at him.

Has this man been so old to visit a convenience store?

Ji Yanzheng didn't care about her complaints, and he smiled and pinched her face.

The two returned to the cash register, and sure enough, they saw what they needed from the small shelf next to the cash register.

Before Ji Yanzheng could speak, the clerk behind the cashier was already excitedly speaking: "Sir, what do you need?"

Oh my God, this man is so handsome, she feels that she can't breathe... She isn't dreaming!

Ji Yanzheng looked at her in surprise, then turned his eyes to Chu Weilan: "You should buy the things in the convenience store yourself?"

"Yes." Chu Weilan held his arm and said in a cold tone, "The little girl is so excited to see you and wants to serve you."

It makes no sense for women to be jealous, but Ji Yanzheng is quite helpful.

His eyes swept across the shelves and suddenly laughed: "Smooth, floating point, thread... vanilla, mint, strawberry... what functions and flavors do you like?"

He asked the women around him seriously.

Chu Weilan blushed: "It's the most ordinary..."

"Smooth?" he asked seriously.

Chu Weilan nodded randomly.

"It's better to buy them all and try them." He said, reaching out and taking a box of the largest numbers of various functions and flavors and putting them on the cashier. "It should be enough, right?"

...So many are not enough, you want to go to God!

She glared at him with a red face: "You should be more at ease, the wound has just healed..."
Chapter completed!