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Mei's face turned red and she stroked her hair awkwardly.

Why did Kiana suddenly ask this? Bronya is still here...

The fact that they both became Feng Jun's girlfriends at the same time, isn't that a glorious thing that can be publicized everywhere?

Kiana is fearless, but Mei still has some dignity.

Mei stopped talking.

Bronya was also distracted by Kiana.

Did I really talk in my sleep?

Damn it... I just don't want to be laughed at by that stupid Kiana.

Bronya looked at Kiana and Mei, vaguely feeling that they both seemed to have an unclear relationship with the man named "Ye Feng".

Girls have a very sharp sixth sense, even a straight girl like Bronya.

However, Bronya's "dream husband" would definitely not be like this.

Even though it was an illusory dream, Bronya could still feel her husband's passionate feelings.

Thinking of this, Bronya was a little dazed.

It’s really strange, why would I have such a dream?

Bronya looked down at the legs covered in the armored body, and her mind suddenly filled with images of black silk stained with white.

As expected, Bronya still cares about walking freely and healthily...

It is indeed embarrassing to express it in this form in a dream.

The three of them arrived at the training ground in silence.

After finishing a morning of simulated training, the afternoon sun quietly shone on the windowsill. Bronya lay down in front of the desk and took a long-awaited nap.

The chill of late autumn rises and falls melodiously in the sunset.

The coffee on the table was emitting white hot steam in the slanting crimson light.

When Bronya opened her eyes, she could see her own reflection in the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window.

That pair of beautiful legs in black stockings are so healthy, so slender, and so fascinating.

Even she herself couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

Bronya stared blankly at her "perfect" self in the mirror, feeling a little melancholy for a moment.

"Just now... I dreamed about the time when I was still in St. Freya's Academy..."

That was a really happy time.

But I have no memory of what happened afterwards.

But I dreamed of fragments that were not in my memory.

Could it be that lost memories can be recovered in dreams?

What on earth... happened to Bronya?

"Big Duck."

While thinking, Ye Feng pushed open the office door and walked in.

"After you finish your coffee and freshen up, let's go home from get off work."

“Well, this is…”

Bronya looked at the steaming cup on the table. "Freshly brewed coffee? Is it you...?"

"What's wrong? Why are you so weird? Don't I prepare coffee for you every day at 5:30?"

"No, no, no."

Bronya looked away evasively, holding the coffee her husband had just brewed.

Is it like this every day? Every day...does her husband prepare warm coffee for Bronya?

This feeling seems to be pretty good.

Bronya picked up the coffee and took a sip. It tasted slightly astringent and bitter.

As for the taste, I definitely can’t say it’s great, but as my husband said, it’s very improved.

“It’s delicious.”

Bronya held the coffee and smiled at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled and sat down on Dayaya's desk.

Bronya immediately became alert. Could it be that he was... planning to play a prank on her again?

No.

Absolutely not!

This time I must firmly refuse.

The sticky touch from last time was still burning Bronya's legs.

Big Duck's beautiful black silk feet hidden in high heels couldn't help but move slightly.

However, Ye Feng did not do as Dayaya expected, but took out an ID card.

"Big Duck, I'll help you restore your revoked license. You can ride your beloved motorcycle home again today."

"Eh?"

Bronya was stunned and felt ashamed.

It turns out that I was thinking the wrong way...

Big Duck lowered his head and did not notice that Ye Feng had a happy smile on his face.

basement.

The lights are on.

A motorcycle of great mechanical beauty was parked there.

The main body of the motorcycle is silver-white in color and has an extremely cool streamlined shape. The exhaust holes look as powerful as the muzzle of a laser cannon.

This is a style that Bronya really likes.

Is this your motorcycle?

So cool!

Bronya stared at the car in front of her, her eyes shining.

She thought that if she were to "design" it, she would definitely not be able to create a style more satisfactory than this one.

Oh, no, this is Bronya's motorcycle.

"Go up."

Ye Feng smiled.

Bronya nodded and slowly walked towards the motorcycle.

He looked so excited, like a virgin walking tremblingly towards his bride on his wedding night.

Bronya straddled the vehicle, and suddenly the body flashed a compact and dazzling light screen, followed by a mechanical sound.

【Identity authentication passed】

【Restrictions lifted】

Welcome, MyMaster

Bronya's heart skipped a beat.

It’s really cool!

Her fingers gently rubbed the futuristic motorcycle, feeling happy.

Especially the feeling of stepping on the pedals with both feet made Bronya feel extremely happy.

"Come up."

Bronya rode on the motorcycle, full of energy and even her voice sounded much more confident.

She said to Ye Feng: "Let's go home."

The motorcycle sped across the overpass, its red taillights drawing smooth curves on the night road.

Bronya already memorized the way to work.

That's what it feels like!

Bronya "imagined" it many times in her mind.

But from behind, her husband poked her back with something strange...

Although Bronya was a little concerned, she soon became intoxicated by the roar of the engine.

So, as soon as I got home, I just opened the door.

Ye Feng impulsively hugged Dayaya.

Big Duck stepped back unsteadily, her black silk stockings and beautiful feet stepping out of the high heels she had never changed in time for, and the shiny black high heels fell to the ground in a mess.

"Hey...you..."

Bronya leaned nervously against the shoe cabinet connected to the ceiling, her beautiful silver-gray eyes filled with panic and shyness.

"Sorry, Big Duck, I can't stand it anymore."

"Eh?"

Before Bronya could say anything, she was pressed against the cabinet and kissed.

She subconsciously wanted to resist, but then she remembered that the person in front of her was her husband.

The raised hand froze in mid-air.

Isn't it natural for a couple to do this?

Since he is my husband... then why should I resist?

Besides, doing that would hurt my husband's feelings, right?

If I hadn't lost my memory, we would have been very loving.

It must be strange to suddenly say that "Bronya is not ready" now.

But......

Still kissing, Da Yaya opened her eyes wide, feeling the temperature and breath of the man in front of her, and fell into an extremely tangled situation...

What should Bronya do?

Chapter 243: Big Duck Getting Better

Everything happened so suddenly.

Well, not really.

Bronya spent two days and one night preparing herself mentally.

But still not ready.

She couldn't connect with the "Bronya" of these "lost years."

That "Bronya" and the current "Bronya" seemed to be two different people.

"Unfamiliar ceiling..."

Bronya stared blankly at the sky above the living room.

She was simply covered with a silver silk cloth, and her smooth, white arms and messy silver hair hung down from the edge of the sofa, emitting a hazy glow in the clear morning light.

The slender and round legs were slightly raised, outlining graceful lines on the smooth silver cloth covering them.

And that pair of beautiful black silk feet quietly stretched out and hung in the air.