Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Is City J her home?But this place didn't give her the deep feeling of Rongcheng. Could it be because she had a car accident in Rongcheng?

Shen Zhichu was dissatisfied because Li Jingshen took her back to J City on his own initiative, so he got on the plane and waited in the first class, put on his hat and looked outside angrily and ignored Li Jingshen.

Shen Zhichu, who had lost her memory, was as stubborn as before, but with more vigor, Li Jingshen fastened her seat belt, leaned over and looked at her face: "Are you still angry?"

Shen Zhichu snorted coldly and remained silent.

Li Jingshen knew that she didn't feel safe because of amnesia: "Don't you want to go home quickly, remember something?"

"But I feel that Rongcheng is very kind. I was thinking of asking you to take me to the scene of the car accident. Maybe I'll be able to remember something when it's stimulated."

"The doctor said that you can't be stimulated in this situation, or you will become a little fool."

Shen Zhichu: "..."

It takes four hours to fly from Rongcheng to J City. After Shen Zhichu gambled for 10 minutes, he knocked his head like a chicken pecking at rice and fell asleep. Li Jingshen carefully put down the chair and called the flight attendant to get a strip The blanket was placed on Shen Zhichu's body.

Shen Zhichu was short-tempered, and forgot about it after two hours of sleep, his face was flushed from sleep, and his eyes looked out at the sky curiously.

"Are you coming?"

"It's still two hours, are you hungry? I asked the stewardess to prepare the meal."

Shen Zhichu shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry, I want to drink juice."

"Okay." Li Jingshen called the stewardess, ordered a glass of juice and coffee, "Would you like to watch a movie and I'll play it for you?" He was about to press the button.

Shen Zhichu reached out his hand first: "I'll do it myself, don't take care of me too much, I just lost my memory and it's not like I'm mentally retarded."

What's more, her hands need to be moved frequently in order to recover better. The doctor said that she will be permanently disabled, but Shen Zhichu doesn't believe in fate. She doesn't want to be a disabled person who has to rely on others for food all the time.

Li Jingshen didn't listen to her, and quickly found a comedy movie for Shen Zhichu to watch.

Shen Zhichu pursed her lips, waited for the stewardess to bring the juice, and watched it while drinking it casually. Comedy movies were quite funny, but she just couldn't laugh.

After reading it halfway, Shen Zhichu closed his eyes and approached Li Jingshen, snuggling into his arms.

Li Jingshen turned his face to look at her, he could clearly feel that Shen Zhichu was very different from before, he was more energetic, but his temper was still stubborn, and her tone of voice reminded him of that diary.

Li Jingshen has been emotionally tense for the past few months. When Shen Zhichu fell asleep, he was afraid that she would not wake up, and when he woke up, he was afraid that she would remember something and leave him.

The red blood in his eyes has not dissipated, and he has not slept well for a long time, and he often has nightmares whenever he closes his eyes.

She dreamed that Shen Zhichu died on the operating table, by his hands, saying words of hatred for him.

All kinds of frightened emotions had overwhelmed the exhaustion, looking at the pink-faced Shen Zhichu who was sleeping in his arms, no amount of exhaustion at this moment turned into tenderness.

Before the plane landed, Li Jingshen woke Shen Zhichu up, she opened her sleepy eyes, her hair was disheveled, and looked at him listlessly, like a child.

"The hair is all messed up." He reached out and rubbed her long hair, making it even more messy.

In the cabin, the stewardess made a routine safety inspection before landing, and when she turned around, she saw this scene.

Many people have noticed these two people since they boarded the plane. They look very good, masculine and handsome, and the woman next to them is also good-looking, glamorous and compelling.

But he doesn't seem to be energetic, and sleeps most of the time.

This couple looks very well-matched on the outside, and the man is extremely gentle towards his wife, and is full of care in every move.

Looking at Shen Zhichu's messy hair, Li Jingshen simply untied her hair tie, stretched out his hand to brush her long hair, braided it into a scorpion braid, and put it loosely on her shoulders, revealing a beautiful face, fresh and sweet.

After braiding his hair, Li Jingshen looked down at Shen Zhichu, with a provocative smile on his mouth: "How is it?"

Shen Zhichu was a little embarrassed by his question, she stroked her hair: "I can't see it without a mirror."

Li Jingshen held her face in both hands, his handsome face leaned close, nose tip to nose tip, dark pupils reflected Shen Zhichu's appearance, the atmosphere was lingering.

Shen Zhichu was suffocated, and just about to escape, he was forcibly straightened again, with a soft tone: "Did you see it?"

Under the light and shadow, Li Jingshen's eyes were as beautiful as glass, and Shen Zhichu's already powdery cheeks turned redder when he met his eyes.

When she didn't answer, Li Jingshen leaned over and kissed her lips like no one else, not allowing her to dodge, and asked intimately after each kiss: "Does it look good?"

Shen Zhichu has gradually gotten used to Li Jingshen's closeness in the past ten days after waking up, and once he gets the chance, this man will turn into a kiss-seeking maniac.

"Good... good looking." Shen Zhichu was immersed in his breath, and coughed awkwardly: "Have you ever braided my hair before?"

Only then did Li Jingshen let go of her in satisfaction: "I learned it when you were in the hospital. I can not only braid hair but also knit scarves."

Shen Zhichu couldn't help thinking about that scene, thinking of Li Jingshen, a big man doing nothing but knitting scarves in the hospital, how funny he thought, and sad after being funny.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived in City J, and the weather in City J was much warmer than in Rongcheng, but Shen Zhichu's body was cold, and his hands and feet were cold all year round.

The two of them were the last to get off the plane. He held the phone in his left hand and tightly grasped Shen Zhichu's hand with his right.

In the departure hall, Li Jingshen saw the person picking him up sharply.

After successfully picking up the two, the driver took them all the way to the residence.

Seeing the magnificent three-storey villa, although Shen Zhichu had already prepared himself mentally, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.

The villa is near the coast, and when Li Jingshen said that the whole island belonged to him, Shen Zhichu once again realized that Li Jingshen was rich, very rich, very rich.

The decoration of the villa is in French style, and French style decoration is simply a waste of money. Just one square meter of parquet on the floor costs tens of thousands, not to mention the lamps, decorative paintings, and ornaments in the soft decoration.

Li Jingshen took Shen Zhichu's hand, when he reached the entrance Shen Zhichu suddenly stopped moving, he turned his head and asked concerned: "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhichu twitched his hand but didn't pull it away, he was at a loss, like an ignorant rabbit suddenly bumped into a wolf's den.

Li Jingshen saw Shen Zhichu's nervousness, and rubbed his thumb on the back of her hand reassuringly: "Nervous?"

"A little bit." Shen Zhichu lowered his eyes.

She obviously felt that she was out of place here, and she had no memory of the journey from returning to J City to entering the house. Shen Zhichu couldn't help wondering if this was really her home?