He stood up again: "Wait a minute, I'll have someone buy your favorite lotus wine..."

The army is full of passionate men. They like to drink the strongest wine, so naturally they prepare this kind of thing.?

Ji Yue grabbed him and said, "Forget it! Don't make this special for me alone..." She grabbed the corner of his clothes with her little hand, looked him up and down, and pursed her lips: "You seem to be black and thin... Is it hard to fight, right?"

Jun Liuye kept looking at her, his eyes flowed, and suddenly sighed, held her in his arms, rubbing his chin against her head: "It's not hard, Ji Yue, I'll never have any hard work when you come."

...

"God, do you think Ji Yue's madness has recovered but she has lost her memory?" Ning Xuemo and Shen Jiuli piao were at the top of the tent. Relying on the fact that no one could see them, she looked down openly and judged by the way.

Shen Jiuli glanced at the two people hugging each other and answered a few words: "It would be a good thing if she really lost her memory."

Ning Xuemo sighed, this is true!

The two people below are separated by such a heavy national hatred and family feud. If Ji Yue does not lose her memory, how could she be with him again?

He came to him frantically. If she really lost her memory, then the harm would be no longer there to her...

But, did she really lose her memory?

Ning Xuemo looked at Jun Liuye. He probably noticed Ji Yue’s abnormality, but he didn’t know how he felt now...

The madness of his beloved finally recovered. He finally had the opportunity to explain to her, but she lost her memory again. Judging from her appearance, she didn't remember the hurt at all, so how would Jun Liuye explain to her?

Ning Xuemo was speculating there, and suddenly his hand tightened, and the great god's voice sounded: "No need to look, let's go out and wait."

Ning Xuemo was stunned and the man had already arrived outside the tent.

"Great God, this memory is so clear, it is obviously the point. I think we should watch the whole process." Ning Xuemo was still a little unwilling.

Shen Jiuli pulled her into his arms, and his words were even more direct: "I don't like you staring at other men. Don't worry, they will come out."

The great god's possessiveness-

Ning Xuemo had no choice but to say: "If you don't let me see it, then it doesn't matter if you listen to it, right? Let's go and listen?"

Shen Jiuli looked at her and suddenly laughed slowly: "Xuemo, it turns out that he is here."

Ah? Which bite?

Ning Xuemo is unknown.

"You like to listen to the corners of the wall--" Shen Jiuli spoke with a smile on his face.

Ning Xuemo: "..." Why did the great god become obscene when he said it?

"Ji Yue, how did you come?" Jun Liuye's voice came from the wind.

Ning Xuemo was stunned. Her current location was 200 meters away from the tent. Logically speaking, she could not hear the people in the tent talking.

She glanced at Shen Jiuli, who pulled her down easily and sat down: "Since you want to listen, just listen here."

It turned out that it was the master who made a thug.

In other people's memory, no one can do it except the great god...

Ning Xuemo fell in Shen Jiuli's arms, listening to the corner of the wall with great confidence, and praised him with satisfaction: "God, you are indeed perverted!"

Shen Jiuli didn't care: "... Thanks to his wife's praise, he will practice his perverts in the evening."

Ning Xuemo: "..."
Chapter completed!