Shangguan, don't run!

Indifferently almost failed.

The injury is so light?

A big question mark was drawn in Wen Qing's mind.

Could it be that kid Cheng Haowei...

It is said that Cheng Haowei was seriously injured, and it is also said that Cheng Haowei protected Shangguan Orange at the time...

If Shangguan's physical problem is not serious, then psychological counseling will start, after all, she will return to the set to start work in two weeks, although she is very reluctant.

Wen Qing wished she could keep Shangguan Orange in captivity, wished she would be alone in Shangguan Orange's world from now on, wished she would remain like this and never know anyone but herself...

Although it is inhumane to think so.

Forget it, the most important thing in being a human being is faith. Since you promised Qiao Ruiqi that dead woman, you have to keep your word.

However, who to turn to for psychological counseling?Always look for someone who is capable and reliable.

Wen Qing's eyes lit up, and she thought of a great god.

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☆、Psychological counseling = torture?

"What is psychological counseling?"

When Shangguan Cheng heard this word from Wen Qing's mouth, he asked in confusion.

"To put it simply, there is a person called a psychological counselor to help you relax, and then let your brain slowly return to normal operation, and you can remember the past."

After Shangguan Cheng listened, he was speechless for a long time.

"Don't be nervous, Shangguan," Wen Qing held her hand and comforted her softly, "It won't cause you pain, it's probably just to chat with you, let you relax, or listen to music, hypnosis or something. "

Hearing the word "hypnosis", Shangguan Cheng felt even more frightened. She instantly thought of Junchen's methods of extorting confessions and torturing prisoners in the previous life. You can make accusations and do whatever you want.

Is it true that I have to reveal my true identity uncontrollably under this method?

"Don't be afraid, I will be with you."

Wen Qing wrapped Shangguan Cheng's hands, and the warm current slowly flowed into the internal organs along the skin.

Shangguan Cheng's eyes fixed on Wen Qing's, her eyes were so pure and clean.

If you knew that I was no longer your "Shangguan Orange", would you still look at me like this?

"You don't have to worry about facing strangers. We have acquaintances. My cousin Wen Lan, you may not remember, but she is a famous psychological counselor."

Wen Qing couldn't bear to see the helplessness in Shangguan Orange's eyes, thinking she was afraid of strangers.

acquaintance……

Shangguan Cheng felt even more uneasy.

As for Wen Qing's cousin, she can also be called a goddess.

Wen Lan, 30 years old, Ph.D. in Psychology, is a member of the University of Leipzig's Psychology Laboratory under the tutelage of Professor Bergen of the University of Leipzig.

This sister studied in Germany when she was young. After more than ten years of mixing, she has learned ten percent of the rigor of the Germans, and her poisonous tongue and sharpness often make the listeners cry and the viewers feel heartbroken.

She is the daughter of Uncle Wen Qing, her parents died in a disaster when she was young, and she grew up with Wen Qing later.After the death of Wen's father, she was under the guardianship of Xue Peilin, following her parents' wishes, and devoted herself to the academic path.

Wen Lan's excellence not only achieved the highest education in her literary family, but also became the pride of Xue Peilin, who was often used by Xue Peilin as an example to educate Wen Qing.Xue Peilin has always felt that Wen Lan is like a child she raised, strong, outstanding, and independent, not at all like her own little boy, who makes people worry about everything.

Wenqing was very attached to this cousin when she was a child, because her sister studied well and was called "other people's child" by all the parents. When she was young, Wenqing also knew how to worship idols, especially when people saw her and "other people's children". Children" are always together, so naturally put her in the group of "good children".

When she grew up, the wind changed, and Xue Peilin often used Wen Lan to educate her daughter. When Wen Qing saw her sister, she thought of her mother's disgusting gaze. The girl's self-esteem made trouble, and she began to distance herself from Wen Lan.

Wen Lan is also a freak, no matter what others think of her, "I will stand still".In this world, except for Xue Peilin, the aunt, she can still listen patiently. She just listens to what others say, and blows it past.She grew up the way she thought she would, went to study abroad the way she thought she wanted, and refused to marry the way she thought she wanted... For this heartless little cousin, she has always defined her as "stupid, white and not sweet".Because of her aunt and the love she grew up with, Wen Qing was treated fairly well.

Over the years, the longer she has been in the circle, the more Wen Qing sees the world's fickleness, especially who treats her well and who treats her badly.She also gradually realized one thing. Although her cousin is cold and poisonous, she still misses this family relationship very much. Therefore, although Wen Lan spends most of her time abroad, the relationship between the two is stronger than when she was young. deep.

Wen Qing is a man of action. Since she thought of Wen Lan as a great god, she naturally wanted to invite her back to China.

Doctor of Psychology, from the University of Leipzig, which was the birthplace of the world's first psychology laboratory.At her cousin's level, to give Shangguan Cheng psychological counseling would be like killing chickens with a sledgehammer.

Well, of course, acquaintances are also an important factor for Wen Qing to consider.After all, Shangguan Cheng is not an ordinary person. Wen Qing is willing to pay a psychiatrist, no matter how expensive it is, but whether it is reliable or not, and whether it can keep the secret is another matter.

For the sake of Shangguan Cheng's future career, the less people know about this, the better.

Before Shangguan Cheng woke up from the anxiety of "whether she will be exposed", he watched Wen Qing drag her to the study, and lifted a thin silver square thing on the desk.

What is this?

Shangguan Cheng was surprised to see that the silver thing turned into two vertical pieces. The upright piece was very similar to the thing called "TV", but much smaller; the one placed flat on the table was also square, but There are densely packed square and rectangular organ-like things arranged on it.

"Sister Lan said a while ago that she was going to visit the University of Hamburg, but she didn't know the contact information. I'll try to send an email online."

Wen Qing said, and opened the notebook.

Shangguan Orange was surprised by the image that appeared on the screen——

This world is far more magical than she could have imagined, with all kinds of unexpected things, every day Wenqing will surprise her.This place is like... a mythical world, people have Shunfeng ears (mobile phones) and clairvoyance (television), and they can travel thousands of miles a day (airplane), really only she can't think of, there is nothing impossible.Shangguan Orange vaguely hoped that there would be something in this world that would allow her to return to her previous life, then she could...

How about it?

Shangguan Orange suddenly had such a thought in his heart.

Go back and fight Li Longji until he is ruined?

However, she already knew in the book yesterday that Li Longji was finally planted in the hands of a woman surnamed Yang. His evening scene was bleak and his relatives were betrayed, which was no less than killing him.Even if I go back, humiliating him and killing him is nothing more than that, what's the point?

Or, go back and continue your political ideals?

However, compared with the previous life, looking at the present world, the great Tang Dynasty was just a prosperous time for princes and generals, not for ordinary people.

So, why did she go back?

Taiping... Taiping!

Why did she forget to check the results of Taiping!

"Oh, what a coincidence!" Wen Qing's joyful voice interrupted Shangguan Orange's reverie, "Sister Lan sent me an email, saying that she will return to China in the next two days, isn't Dad's memorial day coming..."

Wen Qing said to herself.

mail?Why don't you see the postman?

Shangguan Orange felt more and more that he knew too little about the world.

"Ouch, Shangguan, look at your Weibo, it's messed up." Wen Qing couldn't help but open Shangguan Orange's Langlang Weibo.

Tsk tsk, that damned woman Qiao Ruiqi is going to have a snotty nose right now?With a fire, the fire will be prosperous, and Shangguan Orange's Langlang fans will rush up in units of tens of thousands.Popularity is money, don't be too beautiful with the surname Qiao!

Shangguan Orange leaned over cautiously, looking at the mottled screen full of colorful pictures and texts, there was actually a photo of herself—ah, no, Shangguan Orange—right above it, with a large rain of pink petals in the background.

So raw...cheesy!

Shangguan Cheng frowned secretly.

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☆、Don't leave me, okay?

"When was this filmed?"

Wen Qing pointed to the top photo on Shangguan Orange's Weibo.

Only the back of Shangguan's orange porcelain white right hand was pierced with a needle from a vial and connected to a catheter.

Shangguan Cheng looked bewildered.

"'Thank you for your concern! I'm fine, just a bruise. The nurse is very gentle, and the needle doesn't hurt at all'."

Wen Qing read out that Weibo post word by word, and when she saw the naughty emoji with her tongue sticking out at the end, she couldn't help but twitch her eyes.

Shangguan Orange didn't post this, she had trouble learning how to read, even if she beat Wen Qing to death, she wouldn't believe that Shangguan Orange could post on Weibo now.

It must be Dahua.

Think of Dahua's first-five-year-old and third-year-old man, with his tongue sticking out expression or something, Wen Qinghan.

"Let's see what your fans have said." Wen Qing clicked on the comment.

fan?

Shangguan Cheng continued to be at a loss.

"Tsk tsk tsk, there are quite a lot of people who hate you." Wen Qing clicked the mouse and unfolded page after page of comments. In addition to harmonious and warm blessings, there were all kinds of black, high-level black, passers-by and... advertisements.

Wen Qing roughly scanned, and among them there were some who complained for Cheng Haowei, saying what a vase woman like Shangguan Cheng would do to save her, just save her, and anyone can go, so why did she get involved with "my innocent little mouse"?

"Little Mouse" is a nickname given to Cheng Haowei by fans.

The person who posted this Weibo may be Cheng Haowei's NC fan, arguing for Cheng Haowei.

However, Wen Qing doubted that this Weibo post was a "water army" hired by the company. To put it bluntly, it was clearly to praise Cheng Haowei and demote Shangguan Cheng.

Sure enough, there were people @ this person, some said, "Wei and Xiao Chengcheng are true love, if they like it, it's none of your business!", and some said, "The little mouse is mighty! Pure man! A real man!".

In the entertainment circle, it is hard to tell what is true or false, right and wrong. The Internet is a vague platform. Anyone who needs a computer and a network cable can freely express their opinions. No wonder Gates said at the beginning Guo: "On the other end of the network, you don't know if there is a dog sitting there."

Wen Qing felt a headache from watching it, so she simply rubbed her temples to put the computer to sleep temporarily.

Look at your watch, it's past nine in the morning, what's for lunch?

It seems that her and Shangguan Cheng's life now is to eat and sleep, like pigs.

"Can you teach me how to use that?"

Shangguan Cheng pointed to the notebook and spoke, interrupting Wen Qing's thinking about eating.

"You mean surfing the Internet?"

It turns out that this is called "Internet".

Shangguan Cheng nodded.

How difficult is this?

Wen Qing could clearly feel Shangguan Orange's strong thirst for knowledge. She wanted to teach her to read and surf the Internet, which showed that she was subconsciously familiar with this world.

It is true that after amnesia, Shangguan has become smarter and has a stronger learning ability, which can be seen from her seeing that she has learned it by using a mobile phone.

However, it was obviously a happy thing, but Wen Qing felt disappointed.

If Shangguan Orange has learned so many things and recovered her memory, does that mean that she will leave and fly away?

Flying so high and far, could it be that at that time, apart from looking up to her like a fan, I could no longer reach her?

I can no longer hold her in my arms, I can no longer justly hug her to sleep, let alone two people get along quietly together...

Wen Qing silently grabbed her palm, at that moment, she had an impulse, she wanted to break Shangguan's wings, and just like that, she couldn't remember anything anymore, only relying on herself, only belonging to herself...

"Is it okay?" Seeing that she hadn't answered for a long time, Shangguan Cheng asked again.

Wen Qing's heart was tightened——

Shangguan's expression is so serious, it is completely trusting.

How can I live up to myself?

Wen Qing's mood fell into the abyss called "worrying about gain and loss" at this moment.

What's up with her?Why are you staring at me so blankly all of a sudden?

Shangguan Cheng drew a question mark in his heart.

Suddenly her waist tightened, and she was hugged into a warm embrace, and the familiar breath of peppermint came to her face.

"you……"

Shangguan Cheng was slightly surprised.

Before she could speak, Wen Qing stopped her eagerly.

"Listen to me! You listen to me first! Okay!"

Shangguan Cheng then shut up, letting her hold herself tightly like a child who is afraid of losing her favorite toy.

After all, this person is the only one in this world that I trust.

Shangguan Orange is very thin, and Shangguan Orange's body is very soft. This kind of softness and obedience makes Wen Qing extremely greedy. She dare not think how sad and lost she will be when she can no longer hug her like this unscrupulously one day.

Wen Qing felt that she was addicted, deeply and hopelessly addicted to this amnesiac woman named Shangguan Cheng.

Obviously she has amnesia, obviously she no longer remembers everything about herself, but she exudes an inexplicable attraction, tempting Wen Qing to want to give her everything she has and what she doesn't have.

like-

The debt of the previous life.

like-

fate.

Wen Qing was trembling, trembling slightly involuntarily.

Shangguan Cheng felt sorry for her, she wanted to say what's wrong with you, don't be afraid, but she swallowed those words the moment she opened her mouth.

She knew she had no position.

Don't you be afraid?

I am a terrible existence to Wen Qing, so what right do I have to comfort her like this?

The only thing he can do, the only thing he is qualified to do, is to let her hug him tightly in silence, right?

In fact, such a hug does not prevent people from being greedy, but it is not that person after all!

Wen Qing took a deep breath of Shangguan Orange's unique breath, and finally she couldn't help but confide the uneasiness in her heart.

"Shangguan, promise me that no matter what you remember in the future, you will never leave me, okay?"

Wen Qing raised her eyes and met Shangguan Cheng's eyes.

The seriousness in his eyes made Shangguan Cheng's heart tighten.

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☆, gentle torture

"Shangguan, promise me that no matter what you remember in the future, you will never leave me, okay?"

Wen Qing was pitiful, begging humblely.

Shangguan Cheng's heart was hoisted to a high place, it was empty and there was no place to rest.

If the real Shangguan Cheng faced Wen Qing like this, wouldn't he feel unbearable?Will you comfort me with a soft voice?

Shangguan Orange imagined such a scene.

However, it can only be imagined.

She is a Xibei product.

At this moment, she was hugged by one person, but she was thinking about another person.

If the person in front of him was Taiping, Shangguan Orange fancied that if it was really her, there would be no need for such a humble gesture, just a look, and she would do anything for it.

After all, it wasn't her!

Shangguan Cheng struggled, but did not break away from Wen Qing's shackles.

"Don't think about that for now, okay?"

She slightly turned her head away, only in this way can she temporarily get rid of the familiar peppermint breath surrounding her and not be confused.

"You..." Shangguan Orange's evasion stimulated Wen Qing, and her face instantly changed color.

"I really want to..." I really want to keep you in captivity, and from then on it will only belong to me.

Wen Qing clasped Shangguan Orange's thin shoulders, gritted her teeth, looked at her, and tried hard to suppress the darkness in her heart.

Pointless.

What kind of hero are you playing against a person with amnesia?

Wen Qing dejectedly pushed Shangguan Cheng away.

Just now, Wen Qing's fleeting ferocity made Shangguan Cheng have no doubt that the other party wanted to break his legs at that moment, so that he would not be able to get out of this room again.

Most of the time, Wen Qing is fiery and kind, but after getting along for a few days, Shangguan Cheng has clearly seen the violent factor that originated deep in her soul.

Shangguan Cheng didn't feel scared, because she knew that Wen Qing would not hurt her, so she firmly believed.

And this recognition made her feel even more distressed.

"Here, this book is for you."

When Wen Qing came back, she put a black notebook on the table.

Shangguan Cheng glanced at the notebook, it seemed to be the same type of thing as the silver-white thing, so-called "notebook"?

She glanced at Wen Qing again, with a calm expression, showing no emotion, as if everything that happened 5 minutes ago was just her imagination.

Wen Qing was still indifferent, turned on the phone, connected to the wifi skillfully, and installed the corresponding software.

Shangguan Orange was silent all the time, it was wise to keep silent at this time.

"Come here!" Wen Qing fiddled with the mouse dumbly.

call me?

Shangguan Cheng was not used to Wen Qing like this at all, it was very strange.

Suppressing the discomfort in her heart, she took one step at a time and stood beside Wen Qing.

"Sit down!" Wen Qing pointed her chin slightly at the chair beside the table.

Shangguan Cheng complied.

Suddenly, her back warmed up, Wen Qing leaned down, her soft chest pressed against Shangguan Cheng's back.

Shangguan Cheng's back was stiff.

Frankly, it's warm, like being hugged again, just...

While Shangguan Cheng was hesitating, Wen Qing had already turned the laptop, and the screen was facing the two people who were sitting and standing.

Then, her right hand was also warm, and Wen Qing's hand had already clasped hers, resting on the mouse.

Gentle torture, that's it, right?

Shangguan Orange sighed silently, with nowhere to hide, and could only bear the warmth given by Wen Qing, and listened to her emotionless voice explaining how to use this thing called "notebook".

Also, her hand, warm, tightly grasped the back of her hand, sometimes pulling her index finger or middle finger, and pressing the thing called "mouse".

Shangguan Orange secretly rejoiced that he had seen the world through wind and rain in his previous life, so he would not lose his sense of proportion in such an intimate contact.

"That's all I can teach you. If you can't type pinyin, just read the dictionary."

Half an hour later, Wen Qing left Shangguan's body, pushed a dictionary to her, picked up her mobile phone and left the room without looking back.

Shangguan Cheng took a deep breath, the muscles all over his body were sore from the instant relaxation, but his heart was tightened——

It still hurt her.

Wen Qing is actually not as indifferent as she looks on the outside, on the contrary, her head is about to boil.

Especially when it was close to Shangguan Orange.

What right hand buckle?

What's the point of touching a little hand?

She especially wanted to follow the trend, poke into the corner of Shangguan Cheng's clothes, and then grope up, that was her territory!It can only be hers!

But Shangguan Orange's stiff back told her how nervous this man was right now.

Don't scare her!

Wen Qing, don't take your temper on her!

Wen Qing keeps hypnotizing herself until she completes her duties as a teacher, and can no longer bear the torment of being intimate but unable to get any closer.

She must leave!leave now!

She needs to find someone to vent to, or she will be driven crazy.

"Sister Hong, where are you?"

When Wen Qing answered the phone, she heard the noisy voice, and couldn't help frowning.

"Hehe, Xiao Qingqing..."

Wen Qing had dark lines on her face, as long as this woman called herself "Xiao Qingqing", she would be sure to be drunk and unconscious.

"Did you drink too much?" Wen Qing asked sullenly.

Why is it like this every time?When she wants to vent, is her friend Ji not free or drinking too much?When her good Jiyou wanted to confide in her, was she always that obedient trash can?

Wen Qing was depressed, and the anger in her heart also dissipated.

"Then you can continue drinking..." Wen Qing resentfully wanted to hang up the phone.It's too noisy over there.

Is it really okay to be drunk in broad daylight?

Wen Qing helped her forehead.

"Xiao Qingqing!"

Suddenly, a woman's scream filled my ears like a magic voice.

Wen Qing trembled, even though it was just such a voice, she already recognized who it was——

Lu Jingchen is mentally ill!

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☆, my cousin is here

"Sister..." Why are you here?

Wen Qing unscrewed the door with one hand, and was surprised to see her cousin Wen Lan at the door of her house, with the phone still warming up in the other hand.

By the way, sister, shouldn't you be in Germany at this time, or flying in the sky?

"Whose phone number?" Wen Lan's voice was as cold as her personality.

"Hong... Sister Hong." Wen Qing is a tropical fruit, and when her sister icily freezes it, she can't help but form a layer of ice.

"Ming Ruihong?" Wen Lan frowned slightly.

After closing the door, Wen Lan was not polite. She put down her bag and bent over to change her shoes as if she was at home.

Wen Qing has always felt that the most suitable job for her sister is not to be a psychological counselor, but Madou.

Wen Lan is tall and slender, and her face is not very delicate, but she has a cool temperament, especially since she has been studying in Europe for more than ten years, she has been influenced by her ears and eyes, and she spontaneously radiates Ou Fan'er from her bones.It's like the kind of beauty you can catch in your eyes with a casual glance on any street in a Western European city.

Wen Qing has never seen her sister cry since she was a child, except Wen Lan's eyes were obviously red at the funeral of her uncle and aunt, if that was considered crying.

Her elder sister seems to be a piece of solid ice that will never be melted, tough and indifferent, but Wen Qing knows that her elder sister cares about herself, although she never appeals to the outside world.

While Wen Qing was in a daze, Wen Lan took off her windbreaker on her own, and hung it on the hanger, revealing the white shirt inside, wrapping her pretty waist just right.

"Ming Ruihong went to drink again?" Wen Lan asked lightly.

Sister, you are a fortune teller, how do you know?Could it be that there is only wine left in Sister Hong's world?

Wen Qing was stunned, and decided to say something fair for her good friend Ji.

"Sister Hong didn't want to drink, she was dragged away by Lu Jingchen's insanity."

Wen Lan paused.

"And what are they doing?"

"I don't know." Wen Qing shrugged.She has been focusing on Shangguan Orange recently, so how can she have time to inquire about these people?

Wen Lan sat down on the sofa in the living room, her cool eyes glanced at Shangguan Cheng's shoes on the shoe rack at the door, and then at Wen Qing's unfamiliar slippers.

"Is there a guest?" She stared into Wen Qing's eyes.

Wen Qing shivered.

Sister, don't look at me like that, okay?You are a counselor, not a criminal police officer, so be gentle, understand?Otherwise you will scare off your customers.

"Huh?" Seeing her erratic eyes, Wen Lan asked.

"Ah... well, there are guests..."

Wen Qing couldn't help but feel nervous, why should she be so nervous?She really didn't do anything shameful, isn't the guest Shangguan Cheng?She also wanted to hand over Shangguan Orange to Wen Lan for psychological counseling. This hasn't been introduced yet, so why did she tremble first?

In other words, it seems that these two great gods haven't met a few times, right?There shouldn't be any holidays, right?

Wen Qing racked her brains to recall the few times Wen Lan and Shangguan Cheng met each other. It seemed that her sister didn't have any particular dislike for Shangguan, did she?Although the eyes are cold every time, but besides the family, who is this sister not that kind of virtuous?

"Um... sister, why did you come back so soon? You just got off the plane?" Wen Qing planned to talk to her sister first before asking her for help.

Wen Lan had already seen through her little thoughts.

"I'm from the old house. Not long after I sent you the email, I flew back."

"Oh, Lao Zhai, have you seen my mother?"

"Second aunt said that you have been very disobedient recently..." Wen Lan raised her eyebrows.

Wen Qing instantly changed color——

disobedient?What else can there be besides the matter of Shangguan?

"Qingqing, why don't you invite her to come out and meet me?" Wen Lan remained indifferent, as if breaking someone's mind was no big deal like talking about the weather.

Uh...why do you feel so bad?

Wen Qing couldn't help but sweat on her forehead, why did she feel that her sister's attitude towards Shangguan was not friendly at all?Could it be that her mother spoke ill of Shangguan?

"Ms. Shangguan, hello!" Wen Lan suddenly said behind Wen Qing.

"!" Wen Qing was startled, turned her head abruptly, another big drop of cold sweat fell on the ground, and broke into eight petals.

At the door of the study, Shangguan Cheng stood tall and handsome. Although his face was tired and haggard, his strength of character remained the same.

Shangguan Orange asked himself that he was never one to avoid problems.

Although she was in the study room, she had already heard the conversation between the two sisters, especially when the topic involved herself. She thought, instead of being passive, it is better to take the initiative to face——

In terms of emotion and reason, she shouldn't make things difficult for Wen Qing.

This person is the "cousin" that Wen Qing called, right?

He looks good, is tall, and doesn't seem to be very old, but...

Shangguan Cheng's heart tightened slightly.

This face is completely unfamiliar to her, why does this young woman exude a deep ancient well... not angry and self-prestige?

Shangguan Cheng couldn't help holding her breath, something called "pressure" was oppressing her heart and lungs at the moment, making it impossible for her to breathe smoothly.

"Hello!" Shangguan Orange forced himself to face the other party, forcing himself to say hello as usual.

No matter what, you can't lose your momentum.

"Miss Shangguan hasn't seen her for a long time, but it seems she's not the same as before."

Shangguan Cheng's nerves were tightened even more by Wen Lan's words, which seemed to be compliments but also seemed to be careless.

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☆, cousin's temptation

"Miss Shangguan hasn't seen her for a long time, but it seems she's not the same as before."

Wen Lan's words stirred up waves, and Shangguan Cheng's little face turned pale.

Wen Qing felt a headache.

"Sister, don't scare her with a sullen face, can you?"

Wen Qing couldn't believe that her mother didn't tell Wen Lan about Shangguan's amnesia.

No prospects!

Wen Lan glanced at Wen Qing coolly, with a feeling of hating iron but not steel.

Wen Qing ignored her sister.He walked around the sofa, took Shangguan Cheng's hand, and sat her down on the sofa.

"It's okay, don't be afraid! My sister is just like that, just get used to it."

Shangguan Orange glanced at Wen Qing gratefully——

This person once again saved himself from the siege.

It seems that she has been taking care of her feelings.

Shangguan Orange sighed silently.

Wen Lan stared at the clasped hands of the two of them, or rather, it was her sister holding Shangguan Cheng's hand.

"Are you together again?"

Wen Qing froze, and said, sister, why do you always ask such difficult questions?

She took a sneak peek at Shangguan Cheng, her back was straight, that was a dignified demeanor.

Doesn't seem to have any special reaction to Wen Lan's words?

Wen Qing felt a little relieved, the topic of "together" made her worry a lot now.

"Let's not talk about this first," Wen Qing waved her small hand, "Sister, you came back just in time, and I just happened to ask you for help."

"Help? Tell me."

As Wen Lan said, she opened the refrigerator door very familiarly, took out two cans of Coke, took the three glasses on the coffee table, and poured them in one by one.

Wen Qing was stunned, when did you start to do this, sister?Who said that this is "junk food" that "causes calcium loss"?

By the way, this cola was bought by Wen Qing a long time ago when she wanted to make cola chicken wings on a whim and threw it in the refrigerator.

While she was in a daze, Wen Lan had already pushed a cup in front of Shangguan Orange.

"Miss Shangguan, please."

Shangguan Cheng is awe-inspiring——

What is this dark brown thing that is still bubbling?

She watched Wen Lan pick up the cup, took a sip, and swallowed.

It should be something to drink, right?

Under Wen Lan's watchful eyes, Shangguan Cheng really couldn't bear to ignore her sudden enthusiasm, "stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling face", this is simply a wise saying in her previous life in the officialdom.

Shangguan Orange said "Thank you", picked up the glass like Wen Lan did, and took a sip.

The bitter and sweet taste, mixed with jumping bubbles, passed through the mouth. At that moment, Shangguan Orange wanted to spit out the drink——

Too bad to drink!

Wen Lan seemed to have foreseen her reaction long ago, and was staring at her with a smile on the corner of her mouth. Her expression didn't look like she had just posed with her, but on the contrary, she seemed to be waiting for her criticism with full anticipation.

Even though Shangguan Orange had a strong concentration, under such a stimulating taste, he couldn't help but frowned, and then swallowed that mouthful of Coke.

She swore she would never touch this thing again in her life!

"Cold?" Wen Lan pursed her lips, "I was careless, I gave it to Miss Shangguan just after I took it out of the refrigerator."

"It's okay." Shangguan Orange looked indifferent, dignified as before.

Wen Qing was dumbfounded.

Sister, did you do it on purpose?

Knowing that Shangguan has amnesia, you still feed her Coke?

Wen Qing did not believe that her sister, who was a medical student, would not understand how sensitive and fragile a person's nerves are when their brains are stimulated.

"Qingqing, what did you ask me to help you just now?"

Wen Lan's words interrupted Wen Qing's resentment.

Er... With your means, you are almost catching up with S|M, how dare I hand over the Shangguan to you?Doesn't that make you play badly?

"No!" Wen Qing hurriedly shook her head, fearing her sister would ask.

Wen Lan smiled coolly, looked at her, stood up without saying anything.

"Lend me your car."

"Ah? Success!" Wen Qing was stunned, sister, your jumping thinking is getting stronger and stronger.

Wen Qing got up to get the car keys.

"Miss Shangguan, take a step to speak."

Wen Lan looked directly at Shangguan Orange.

Without Wen Qing's existence, Wen Lan's eyes no longer restrained in the slightest.

Shangguan Cheng couldn't help but tense up——

This kind of gaze is too direct and...sharp, as if trying to see through her body clearly.

Glancing at Wen Qing's back in the bedroom, Wen Lan lowered her voice, showing no warmth.

"I don't care if you have amnesia or not, but Qingqing is my relative, if you do something to hurt her..."

Wen Lan snorted coldly: "You do it yourself!"

After all, he left without looking back.

Shangguan Cheng was pinned in place, she felt cold, from soul to body|body, cold.

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☆, tear force of love

Paradise Street is a well-known "bar street" in Bincheng. The street is not long. From one end to the other, there are more than a dozen bars of various styles, including les bars of course.

In stark contrast to the singing and dancing at night, the streets are full of traffic and there is no place to stay, it is the desertedness of the day, after all, the bar belongs to the night and loneliness.

However, today this small street is no longer cold.

In front of a bar, like a door god, there are a beautiful car parked on the left and right.

On the left is a four-door red Wrangler with a sturdy style, and the seven-hole grille on the bumper shows the pure blood of the JEEP family.

On the right is a white Volvo XC[-] with smooth lines and a Nordic aristocratic style.

Wen Lan knew who it was the first time she saw the license plate number of the Wrangler on the other side.

The other party seemed to have noticed her too.

The two opened the car door tacitly, got out of the car, and greeted each other politely.

"When did you come back?"

The woman on the opposite side has healthy wheat-colored skin, and her facial features are as deep as ancient Greek-style knife carvings. Her long golden-brown hair is tied up casually behind her head. She is wearing a dark red shirt tied in a knot around her waist. A person radiates health and vitality from the inside out.

"Just now." Wen Lan replied indifferently, shaking the right hand that the woman handed over to show her friendliness.

The woman with wheat-colored skin raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, "I couldn't wait to come here right after I came back? Or did you drive Qingqing's car?"

Wen Lan was teased, but she was unambiguous, and immediately fought back: "You are not bad, you don't do business in broad daylight."

The woman gave a "hehe", noncommittal.

The two of them stopped talking, and each leaned on their own cars, like parents waiting for their children to leave school at the school gate.

Half an hour later, as expected, two women staggered out of the bar.

The two women were obviously not sober, not only their steps were sloppy, but one seemed to be pushing the other.

Wen Lan took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in her heart, and walked in front of the woman who was pushing another person in two steps.

The woman seemed to feel something, raised her eyes, shook her head, and tilted her head, as if she couldn't remember who Wen Lan was for a while.

A woman is undoubtedly a beauty.

If the beauty of Shangguan Orange is the beauty of tranquility, then the beauty of this woman can be called the beauty of charm, especially those peach blossom eyes, a casual glance, it is romantic and tactful.

Wen Lan was startled by her look, and the strong smell of alcohol came to her nose. Wen Lan was annoyed for a moment, regardless of whether it was in public or not, he took her arm and took her into the car.

The woman was dragged around by her, and she leaned on her body as if her bones had been pulled out.

The long-lost breath surrounded Wen Lan with the smell of alcohol, and it was getting tighter and tighter.