General Manager, can we stop?

Even if you are impatient, you will still come back, and that is enough.

I raised a smiley face, "Well, a little." Then I hugged my legs and shook on the sofa, with a casual look, watching the man put his coat on the hanger and then went upstairs, I was still smiling .

When he came down again, He Jinpeng still couldn't help but look at me more, and I looked back at him innocently, until he entered the kitchen frowning, without saying anything.I moved to the door of the kitchen and leaned against the glass door to see that he was not proficient in tidying up, but he felt so handy. In fact, it was also a kind of visual enjoyment.

Anyway, a handsome guy in an apron, if he's a bit lecherous, that's a delicacy.

Speaking of this, I haven't met this man for a long time. He used to be so tough and never let me go every day. How did he deal with it these days?Did he do it himself, or... His eyes dimmed involuntarily. I don't know if he has already found someone else, so he is so sure that he will not fall in love with a man?

"you……"

"Huh?" I raised my head and looked at the man who didn't know when to face me, puzzled.He raised his eyebrows again, and finally just said "nothing" and continued to make things right.

Putting the ingredients that He Jinpeng had packed into the pot, I felt a sense of self-satisfaction and self-satisfaction. I was in a good mood and cooked a few dishes on the plate, only to find that He Jinpeng's expression became more and more serious. I was puzzled, and my forehead tightened. Only then did I realize that he put his hand up and didn't speak, but the other party yelled, "Are you stupid? You haven't noticed it yet when you have a fever!" Butterfly dressed in vegetables...

He snatched the food and put it on the table, and put the spoon straight into the slot. He Jinpeng angrily dragged me out, "Sit down!" He ordered me to walk away, and I had to sit obediently on the soft sofa , watched him go back and forth, holding a thermometer in his hand, so familiar, I have been holding it all day today, with an instinctive resistance, "Can you...don't use it?"

It's not hypocrisy, it's really just instinct.

He Jinpeng's anger was directly on his face, as if he wanted to stare at me to death, without saying a word, he took my hand and stuffed it directly into my collar, then put my arm down and tightened it, and then put Finally, I pulled it out, and for some reason, it scratched my skin, and I trembled involuntarily, but he just paused for a while, and didn't take it seriously at all.

For 3 minutes, I shut up and didn't speak, and the other party just opened his eyes, which were less sharp and more angry.

When the thermometer was taken out, He didn't get mad anymore, he just glanced at me with a horrified expression, then dragged me upstairs without saying a word, stuffed me directly into the quilt on the bed, rummaged through When I got out of the medicine box, I asked him to find out the fever-reducing stickers. Although he was not very skilled and even a little clumsy, he finally stuck it on my forehead and forced me to swallow the medicine. The head of the bed stared down at me.

"..." I was considering whether to say a word of thanks to him, but I was afraid that if I was too happy, I would reveal my secrets, so I could only stare back at each other with my eyes open, and I just stared at him for a long time, a condescending person I finally opened my mouth and said fiercely, "Close your eyes and go to sleep." I was so scared that I instinctively closed my eyes, but I couldn't help but open them again. I still met that gaze, quickly closed them again, and then kept closing them, pretending to be I was really sick, very sick.

So, I pretended to be really uncomfortable, fell asleep in a daze, woke up in a daze, struggled to get up, there was still a fever-reducing patch on my forehead, but I don’t know if it was that one, there was no one in the bedroom, only The dim lights seemed to have been dimmed on purpose.

With his head down, the door was pushed open, and when he looked up, the dim light made that cruel man very gentle, just like when he said that we were a good match.Holding a bowl of things in my hand, I came to the bed with slender steps, I raised my head, "Jinpeng..."

The face of the person whose name was called did not become ugly, but remained indifferent. Then he bent down and put the thing on the table next to the bed. Just met that person, staring at him for a moment, "Jin Peng."

He wasn't angry, he didn't change his face, he wasn't bored...

"You have recovered your memory, right? You remember me, right?" I rushed forward recklessly, and the person who had just put down the bowl was caught in the face, as if instinctively stretched out his hand to catch me, the expression on his face His expression didn't change much, but he frowned slightly.

"What are you doing? Drink this porridge when you get up, and take your medicine later." Although there was no disgust in the tone, there was still impatience.I froze immediately, and sat back slowly, yes, how could I recover so easily, how could it make me feel better?

Silently ate the porridge and the medicine that He Jinpeng handed over, and finally looked up at him like a child waiting for a reward, but he just took the bowl away without even a word of praise, let alone any Surprised me.

Lost, the indescribable loss is mixed with sadness, I have known it for a long time, and I still look forward to it.

Withdrawing his mind, he had a terrible headache, clutching the acupoints on his forehead, moved back, was about to lie down, the door was pushed open again, the man locked the door, hung his coat on the rack and came over.

"..." Watching the man get into bed, then pull off the quilt and lie down.I blinked, blinked again, and blinked very hard, but the person still didn't disappear, which meant that this was not a dream, it was real.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"Sleep." The person next to him said, with a hard tone, without warmth but without impatience, lying flat and motionless, but I felt that I could feel the temperature from the quilt, this person's Body temperature, as well as the rushing breath.

He moved his waist and slid down slowly, pulling on the quilt. Although there were two or three people between the two of us, it cannot be denied that we were sleeping on the same bed at this time, and we were really on the same bed. bed!Instead of going to sleep in the little one's room, he lay down here.

As if he couldn't believe it, he turned his head and looked over there. There was a pillow on the other side, and he could see a three-dimensional profile. Even if it was just a profile, I thought he was so handsome and perfect. Maybe he didn't remember me, but He is still by my side, next to me, me and no one else.

Maybe nothing, but I think this is already very happy, really.

Ever since I met this man, I realized how easy it is to satisfy my own demands, and I have no ambition at all.

She was fascinated, only felt that the lips of the sex lips moved a little, and a pleasant voice slid out like musical notes, "Go to sleep." Then the face turned around, it was the eyes that were very sharp during the day but now a little soft.I instinctively closed it, then secretly opened the slit, and it was still the same sight.

"...I can't sleep." After thinking for a long time, he said something cautiously, and then continued to peek at his expression, and he was relieved when he found that there had been no change.

"Let's... chat for a while, shall we?" He didn't say anything, probably acquiescing? "Are you okay?" I asked again.

"What do you want to talk about?" Finally, he spoke up, and I opened my eyes in surprise, staring at the compromised man in front of me, "Just talk... just talk about you." Remembering that I forgot the topic, I quickly found a topic.

He Jinpeng raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he heard a question that confused him, "Tell me?"

Nodding vigorously, "Well, let's talk about you." I squinted my eyes and couldn't help but smile happily, "Didn't you forget the memory of this whole year? Talk about your mood, of course... you can exclude Talk about me." I kind of knew that he didn't like to talk about me.

He turned his face back and looked at the ceiling. He Jinpeng's expression was...subtle, just like before, indifferent, nothing happened, neither angry nor happy. The more I looked at it, the more frightened I became.

"There's nothing to say." The slightly deep voice came, "It's the same as usual, the only difference is that something is missing, and it's easy to get used to it." It is very clear, it is heard in my ears, hidden in my heart, and I will never forget a word.

What he is used to is losing a year of working memory, not being used to having my...wife?husband?The presence.

That's right, a big straight man, let him wake up and find that he is not only married, but also a real man. He didn't do anything to hurt me.

"...I'm sorry." The brain came here, and the words came out of my mouth. I didn't want to say it, but I couldn't help but spit it out, so let's finish it, "I only care about my mood, but ignore You don't need a boyfriend around at all. If..."

I swallowed my bitter throat a few times with difficulty, "...I'm sorry for making you bored. At least...you can treat me as a close friend, and don't...hate me." My request, so low.

It was so easy to say what was on my mind, but the other party didn't even hum, and after waiting for a long time, my heart went cold.That's right, even if I regress, he's still him, still the arrogant Mr. He, how can he care about the mood of an irrelevant person?

"It's getting late, go to bed."

The voice is low, but it sounds good.