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

After saying that, he stuffed a set of clothes and towels into his hands.

"Forgot." The person inside had a slight smile on his face, obviously in a good mood.

Wen Qiao whispered: "I can forget this."

After a while, the wooden door was pushed open. Fu Nanli's hair was still dripping with water, and his shirt was unbuttoned. He walked out barefoot. Wen Qiao quickly turned his back and asked, "Why aren't you fully clothed?"

All he could think of was his powerful eight-pack abs, and his face felt extremely hot.

"It's too hot," he said casually.

Wen Qiao turned around again and saw that the man was still buttoning up his buttons slowly. He had only buttoned two buttons. Just as he was about to turn around, Fu Nanli grabbed him and said, "Help me wipe my hair."

Wen Qiao was trapped in his arms and had no other choice but to pick up a towel to wipe his wet hair. He was too tall, so she had to stand on tiptoes. Fu Nanli put one hand around her waist and supported the wall with the other. .

The climate here is hot during the day and cool at night.

The draft blew through the hall, and the heat gradually disappeared.

Fu Nanli bent his legs slightly, and Wen Qiao leaned against the wall, wiping his hair delicately with his fingers.

Her face was crimson, and her lips seemed to have been dyed by roses. Due to the heat, a few strands of hair were messy and stuck to her temples with sweat, and her nose was filled with the fragrance of her body that was mixed with the smell of milk and something vague.

Fu Nanli's throat became sticky and he stared at her lips intently.

Lu Youyou was bored with waiting. She was about to go in to find Wen Qiao and ask her what she was doing and why she didn't come out. When she turned around, she vaguely saw the two people hugging each other and cursed, "Don't singles have human rights?" Why do you hurt singles so much? When is it not good to show affection? ’

I can only continue to squat on the ground and draw circles.

In the room, Wen Qiao was already held in Fu Nanli's arms and kissed until his whole body went soft.

Fu Nanli let her go and continued to button the buttons: "Do you have a good relationship with that Dong or something?"

Wen Qiao was confused, "Dong Yao?"

"Um."

Wen Qiao was confused, why did Hao Duanduan mention Dong Yao?

"The relationship is okay. He is from our folk music club."

"Is he reliable?"

Wen Qiao didn't know exactly what he meant, so he nodded: "He is quite reliable."

"Do you have any personal grudge against me?"

Wen Qiao shook his head: "No, not at all."

Fu Nanli's eyes dimmed. If there was no conflict of interest or personal grudges, even if the boy named Dong Yao knew her secret, he probably wouldn't have spent so much time planning it out.

Therefore, the suspected candidates are still people like Fu Jiang and He Qian.

But will they know Joel's secret?

He couldn't figure it out for a while.

Wen Qiao saw that it took him a long time to button a button, and his hands were surprisingly slow, so he stretched out his hand to help him button it.

Fu Nanli's eyes were turbulent, and he grabbed her hand: "Don't touch it."

Wen Qiao: "...I didn't meet you, did I?"

"The fingers touched."

"You can't even touch it?"

Fu Nanli's voice was rough: "No."

Wen Qiao thought, he had so many rules, "Then you should hurry up. We have to catch the plane and it will be too late to arrive in Haicheng."

Fu Nanli's Adam's apple slid up and down: "I'm going to take a shower again."

Wen Qiao:......

? ?

what happened?

Does the young master have mysophobia?

So, another member of the team squatting and drawing circles at the door was added. Lu Youyou glared at her: "Where is your Master Fu? Why didn't he come out with you?"

Wen Qiao was confused: "The person who just took a shower said he wanted to take another shower."

Lu Youyou: "Do you love cleanliness so much?"

"Who knows him?"