The CEO's love hunt: the wealthy dote on their wives overnight

Not wanting to be seen by her, Rong Shaoze smiled slightly, turned and went to the living room.

Lin Xinlan looked at his back, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes.

During the meal, Rong Shaoze ate a lot.

Eat up all the dishes she cooks.

Lin Xinlan was very happy, Rong Shaoze said: "You cook for me every day from now on." [

"Okay." Of course she wished for it.

It was night soon, Lin Xinlan returned to her bedroom, took a shower and was about to rest when she heard a knock on the door.

She went to open the door and saw Rong Shaoze standing at the door.

"What's wrong?" she asked suspiciously.

Her hair was still wet because she had just taken a shower.

She was wiping her head with a towel in one hand, and a few strands of wet hair stuck to her fair face. The black and white were distinct, giving off an air of abstinence.

Rong Shaoze's eyes were dark, his tall body squeezed in, and closed the door behind his back.

Lin Xinlan's eyes were even more puzzled, not knowing what he was going to do.

The man's slender fingers pinched the towel and pulled it from her hand.

"I can't sleep, come and chat with you for a while." He said lightly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Come sit down and let me brush your hair."

Before she could answer, he pulled her to the edge of the bed and sat down. He stood behind and gently wiped her soft hair with a towel.

Lin Xinlan didn't stop him either.

Her intuition told her that Rong Shaoze had something on his mind, if he didn't want to say it, she wouldn't force him to ask.

Putting her hands on the bed, Lin Xinlan raised her head slightly, squinted her eyes and asked him.

"Hey, have you thought of anything recently? Has your memory recovered a little?"

"No."

"Not at all?"

"En." After brushing her hair, Rong Shaoze took the comb and combed it gently for her. [

His movements were gentle and did not hurt her.

Lin Xinlan couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth, looking for something to say: "What does it feel like to lose your memory?"

Rong Shaoze pursed his lips and said, "I feel bad."

I forgot everything, without any emotions, nor any memories worth lingering, and felt that life was as pale as paper, meaningless.

Lin Xinlan nodded: "I don't feel good either..."

"Xinlan, I lost my memory, are you sad?" Rong Shaoze thought for a while and asked her.

Lin Xinlan sighed: "Of course I'm very sad. You forgot me and everything about our past. Sometimes when I see your strange eyes, I feel that everything in the past is just a dream of mine, and it never really existed. ..."

"However, I don't blame you for forgetting me. If you forget me, I will let you remember me again and fall in love with me. That's enough."

Her idea is very simple, if you lose it, you can find it again.

After all, lost does not mean lost forever.

Life depends on how you face it.

After hearing her answer, Rong Shaoze was slightly taken aback.

He was very fortunate that she had been standing there waiting for him, waiting for him without complaint or regret...

Putting down the comb, Rong Shaoze couldn't help hugging her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist forcefully.

Lin Xinlan was slightly stunned, and slowly opened her eyes.

His chin rested in the socket of her shoulder, and his face was close to hers. The two were very close, and they could clearly feel the rhythm of each other's breathing.

Rong Shaoze's chest was pressed against her back, and she could feel the beating of his heart.

His hot breath was close to his ear.

Lin Xinlan was inexplicably nervous and short of breath.