Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

Click, the access control card was swiped, and the door opened slightly. Wen Qiao instinctively grabbed the handle of the door, "It's still early, I'll walk back in only ten minutes."

The man put away the access control card, turned his head and glanced at her, frowning slightly.

Wen Qiao was a little flustered all of a sudden, she seemed to be resisting too obviously, she was afraid of arousing his suspicion, let go of the doorknob, and grabbed his arm: "Then... let's stay for one night, which floor do you live on? "

"Twelfth floor."

On the top floor, one elevator for one household, the elevator opened, and after a few steps, he arrived at the door of his apartment. The combination lock, his slender fingers pressed a few numbers, and asked her in a deep voice, "What's your birthday?"

Wen Qiao replied obediently: "October 27th."

There was a beeping sound of buttons, and finally he said: "The password has been changed to your birthday."

After speaking, she took her into the room, Wen Qiao hesitated to speak, and finally chose to shut up.

This is a duplex apartment. The decoration style is simple and elegant, mainly in gray tones. The entrance is slightly narrow. After the entrance, there is a very spacious living room with a whole side of floor-to-ceiling windows. There are no lights on at this time, and only the starlight shines in the whole house. bright.

He changed his slippers, and there were women's slippers in the shoe cabinet at the entrance, which were new and obviously prepared for her. Wen Qiaochen pulled the slippers and was dragged to the living room by him.

"Don't turn on the light...um..."

She was pulled into the sofa by him and held in his arms.

Because of the darkness, her senses were more sensitive than usual, and she flinched a bit, instinctively retreating.

When the two were alone, Wen Qiao always had the illusion that he was the prey. He would drop his usual gentleness and be aggressive, and she had nowhere to hide.

"Afraid to be alone with me?" Without any physical movement, his hand was only resting on the armrest of the sofa. In the darkness, half of the man's face was hidden in the gloom. Wen Qiao's guilt was even worse during the day, and he stretched out his hand to lightly rest on him. chest.

"No."

If she let her inner thoughts go, she even wanted to stay by his side.

Greed is uncontrollable.

"Really?"

The man tore off the tie around his neck with one hand, threw it aside, and stared at her.

Wen Qiao's softness was only shown in front of Fu Nanli: "You probably don't have a deep understanding of your own appearance. No girl in the world can resist you. How could I be afraid of being alone with you?"

She didn't know if she said this to deal with Fu Nanli, or if she accidentally said something deep in her heart.

After a long time, she became confused, and occasionally tried to sort out her deepest thoughts, but the more she rationalized, the more chaotic she became.

The man finally had no further doubts, and reached out to rub her soft hair: "Seven days on eleventh, right?"

"Yeah." His aggression and oppression were put away for a short while, and Wen Qiao could feel it, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"The Air Traffic Management Bureau's assessment of me has come down, and I will officially return to the captain's position on November 1, and fly to Germany with me."

Wen Qiao: ...

I'm going to fly again.

"I...I'm not used to German food."

This is really unacceptable, she is not lying.

"Bring you a cook."

Wen Qiao:? ?

Don't ordinary people bring some instant noodles? Okay, the young master's brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people.

"Well, that's fine." After finishing speaking, he felt that he was too foodie, raised his eyes, and the man smiled, and said in a doting tone, "Eating is that important?"

Sure enough, it was decided that she was a foodie.

"Food is the most important thing for the people."