My nemesis wants to tear down my CP every day

"You forgot me."

Looking at Kou Ji, the poor ghost was expressionless.

Kou Ji lying on the bamboo bed looked slightly startled.

Although the other party didn't show any expression, he just knew that the other party was a little angry.

But more is sad.

Subconsciously, he didn't want the other party to be like this, so Wei Wei got up and apologized.

"Sorry, I...huh?!"

As a result, he just lifted up a little, and before he finished speaking, he was pressed back on the bed by the other party's shoulders.

Not only that, but the other party pressed his lips hard.

Let him very surprised.

He has amnesia, but he is not a child who knows nothing.

Don't know who the other party is, but it doesn't mean he doesn't know about this kind of thing, it shouldn't be done between two people who don't know each other.

However, I obviously feel that this kind of thing should not be done.

However, he didn't want to resist.

Logically speaking, the soul has no heartbeat.

But at this moment, he felt the position of his heart, beating very fast.

He knew it was an illusion, but this illusion made him sink.

Unable to bear it, he put his arms around the other's neck, deepening the kiss.

It cannot be denied that he likes the other party to kiss him like this, very much.

Pressing down on Kou Ji, the poor ghost ruthlessly crushed the lips of the person under him.

If it wasn't for Shenshun's inability to bleed, Kou Ji's lip might have been bitten by him at this moment, and the blood stained his lips.

After a long time, the poor ghost finally let go of the lips of the person under him, but his body did not leave.

Maintaining the state of pressing down on the other party, he asked in a deep voice, "Now, who do you say I am yours?"

Looking at the poor ghost with gloomy eyebrows, but still beautiful.

There was tenderness in Kou Ji's eyes that he didn't realize, and he replied softly, "You are my lover."

The ferocious poor ghost paused for a moment, the corners of his eyes were flushed, he was no longer as vicious as before.

He stared at Kou Ji's eyebrows, and asked slowly: "You have forgotten everything, how can you be sure that I am your lover, just because I kissed you?"

"Do not."

Kou Ji stretched out his hand to cover his chest, where the heart should have been.

With a smile on her eyebrows, she said, "It's here to tell me that you are my lover. Being close to you makes me happy, even if I don't have any."

The poor ghost pressed his forehead to Kou Ji's, his voice was unnoticeably choked, and he smiled, "I know, you won't forget me, I know..."

A few warm tears rolled down Kouji's cheeks.

Although he has no heart.

But suddenly feel heartache.

Raising his hand to embrace the person on his body, Kou Ji hugged the poor ghost tightly, and said softly: "I will never forget you, never."

Even if I really don't remember his name, I don't remember his appearance.

But he will never forget the love imprinted in his soul.

He can clearly feel that he loves him.

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Kou Ji's soul has been nourished, so there is no need to stay in the underworld.

But they didn't go back to heaven either.

The poor ghost took him back to the apartment downstairs of Li Yelan and Tang Xin, their home in Shenzhen.

After not seeing each other for more than a year, he first brought Kou Ji to find Li Yelan and Tang Xin to announce the good news to them.

Tang Xin has always been concerned about when Kou Ji will recover.

He led Kou Ji to the door, and saw a white long sword covered with blue ice cracks, whizzing over.

After walking around him twice, the sword body nodded up and down, like a nod.

"Not bad, Kou Ji is recovering very well, so I can rest assured."

Kou Ji thought it was very interesting to be surrounded by a sword and boast that he was recovering well.

He couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the long sword.

But before the hand touched it, the long sword was taken back by a cold and indifferent man with black hair and black eyes.

The man glanced at Kou Ji, turned back to the living room without saying a word.

In the process of walking, he casually tapped the long sword that was restless and wanted to fly over.

He was beaten by the long sword and screamed: "You hit me again! I don't think you are willing to smash me into pieces, are you?!"

The man hugged the long sword and snorted: "You are recovering very well, let alone one knock, even if you knock it ten times, you won't be able to break it."

Hearing what the man said, Chang Jian suddenly began to cry.

"I knew that now that I've become like this, I can't satisfy you anymore, my feelings have faded, and you don't love me anymore, so you can hit and kick me now."

Hearing Chang Jian's complaints and crying, the man who was originally cold and indifferent suddenly sighed.

The cold face thawed in an instant, and he coaxed helplessly: "How can I? I was wrong, I shouldn't hit you, don't cry."

Changjian snorted arrogantly: "Next time you hit me again, I will run away from home, remember?"

"remembered."

Kou Ji's eyes widened when he sat on the sofa with a sword and kissed me.

Although this scene seemed absurd, Kou Ji felt that it was indeed quite normal.

The poor ghost standing next to Kou Ji saw Kou Ji's puzzled yet relieved expression.

He smiled and said, "Think their combination of one person and one sword is strange?"

Kou Ji shook his head: "Not really. On the contrary, I think they should be like this."

Turning to look at the poor ghosts, Kou Ji asked, "Did I know them well before?"

The poor ghost looked at the combination of one person and one sword on the sofa in the living room, and replied with a respectful tone: "Very familiar."

"It's Mr. Tang's sacrifice that we can have today and live well."

Without Tang Xin's contribution, Kou Ji would not be able to reorganize his soul.

If Kou Ji disappears, there will be no more poor ghosts in this world.

The poor ghost is very grateful to Tang Xin, and this kind of gratitude will forever be imprinted in his soul.

Although he has no memory, Kou Ji can feel his emotions from the words of the poor ghost.

That almost hopeless feeling of being reborn.

related to him.

"Why are you still standing at the door? Come in and sit down, dinner is about to start."

Taotao, who looked like a girl, came out of the kitchen carrying soup.

Looking up, I saw the two people who were still standing at the door and didn't come in. They greeted each other, and then went to the restaurant with soup.

After the war, Taotao was still the housekeeper of Li Yelan's family, eating and drinking like a normal little girl.

When working, especially when cooking, it turns into a girly form.

There is no way, Taotao was too short when she was a little girl, and the stove was not easy to operate, so she could only transform into a girlish appearance.

A girl wearing a bear apron, serving soup and cooking, who would have thought that this is a famous and vicious beast gluttonous?

Oh, it's okay when you're swearing.

"Baqi is still playing games?! I don't know if there is a guest coming to eat today? I am busy working alone and you have the nerve to play by yourself?! Won't you come over to help?! Believe it or not, I will screw your head off later!"

Was scolded by Taotao.

Yaqi, who was playing games on the bar on the other side of the living room, immediately made a noise with his eight heads.

One head: "Hurry up, hurry up! Brothers, hurry up! The gluttonous mother has shown her power, and she can't eat for a while and walk away!"

Second head: "Concentrate firepower, second boss!"

The third head: "No, no, no! My hands are cramping after playing for a long time! Fourth brother, please help me! Pull the boss away!"

Four heads, five heads, six heads: "With us here, don't worry! It's okay to hate!"

Qitou: "Little Ba, give me a sip of milk, give me a sip of milk quickly! I'm going to die!"

Batou: "Don't worry, Qiqi, I will definitely not let you die, I am here, and you are here!"

This bar is no longer just a computer.

Instead, it was transformed into a circle of eight display screens.

Yaki's figure sits in the middle, with all heads and hands outside.

Looking at one screen with one head, one person is a team, and you can push the instance to fight the boss by yourself.

special cow...

Kou Ji was shocked.

On one neck, eight heads can be squeezed, and they don't even fight.

This is really...

so amazing.

However, this scene of shouting and knocking down the boss made him feel very familiar and warm.

Although he couldn't remember anything, Kou Ji subconsciously turned his head to look at the poor ghost.

looked at him and smiled.

"I think this scene is very familiar."

The poor ghost held Kou Ji's hand, couldn't help laughing and said, "Because I was playing this game too. It's just that at that time, I was the only one playing it, you wouldn't know how to do it."

Holding the hand of the poor ghost instead, Kou Ji immediately said: "Can you teach me? I want to accompany you."

The poor ghost was stunned.

The tails of his eyes were slightly red, but his smile was extremely beautiful. He nodded and said, "Of course, let's go together."

Even if all memory is lost, the love engraved deep in the soul has never disappeared.

The original promises and commitments have never disappeared.

Nice to have you.