"Are you really a god?" Ye Xuanji looked at him suspiciously. They were just flying in the clouds now, right?
Mo Qingcheng smiled slightly, like spring flowers blooming, full of colors: "As you can see.o(∩_∩)o~~www
"Why did you bring me here?" Ye Xuanji asked again.
The smile on Mo Qingcheng's lips remained unchanged, and there was a faint smile in his dark eyes.[
The long eyebrows were raised, and there was a hint of emotion that she couldn't understand: "Don't you like watching fireworks? This place is more beautiful and more convenient."
Ye Xuanji clenched her fists: "Am I familiar with you? Why are you pestering me like this?"
Mo Qingcheng lowered his eyes slightly. How could he and her be acquainted?
They were once the closest and most intimate couple...
"Very familiar." Mo Qingcheng softly spat out these two words.
"How mature is it?" Ye Xuanji's heart suddenly jumped.
"Intimate." On the opposite side, Mo Qingcheng's long eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes and hair were black and shimmering, his thin red lips were slightly raised, and he spat out four more words.
Ye Xuanji froze, so intimate? Such ambiguous words!
Thinking of what he had said before, a sentence came out of his mouth: "We were once husband and wife?"
"Yes, they are a couple." Mo Qingcheng's eyes flashed with tenderness.
"Then - why don't I remember you? Still hate you so much?!"
Ye Xuanji had so many questions hidden in her heart that she couldn't help but ask them all.
If he had been the closest couple, even if he had lost his memory, he should still have a sense of familiarity with him.
Why did I feel such a strange disgust when I saw him?
She really hated him, and she didn't want to hide her emotions at this moment.
Mo Qingcheng's face turned slightly pale, and there was a bitterness in his heart.
She once believed in herself so much, relied on herself, and wanted to share the joys and sorrows with him, but at that time, she was all in her eyes and heart...
Although Mo Qingcheng is a fake person, this relationship is real...