Qi Ye raised his eyebrows, and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes, disgusting Ye Weilan's ability to predict his dreams.

She is not born to be hard-working, but she has to bear so much.

He touched her face and asked a strange question: "Do you know why I never doubt I love you?"

Ye Weilan was stunned, blinked and asked, "Isn't it because you think you love me?"

Qi Ye raised his eyes and looked at the sky, and said lightly: "This is the main reason."

That's another reason-

Miss Ye's face turned black and was inexplicably unhappy.

"Show you something." Qi Ye took out a key ring from his pocket, pressed it, and a cold and charming familiar voice came from it.

"In March, if I hurt her a point, I will lose. Otherwise, if you lose, you will not be able to make any decisions about her within three years. All the memories of the past will be returned!"

Ye Weilan suddenly widened his eyes. This was Qi Ye's voice, three months, three years, past memories...

When she was shocked, another voice came from inside, and this time there was only one word that was simply decisive.

"good!"

Qi Ye put away the keyhole and raised a beautiful curve on his lips: "Death is actually an old antique and doesn't know what high technology is."

Ye Weilan: "..."

Why not say that he is too sinister?

She was smart. When did this passage be recorded? She knew as soon as she guessed. The information she revealed made her heart pound. She grabbed Qi Ye's hand: "Did you voluntarily give up your memory?"

Qi Ye pinched her cheek: "Don't worry?"

Ye Weilan quickly calculated the time. One month had passed and two months left. As long as these two months were spent safely, she would no longer have to worry about the old monster playing tricks in the next three years!

Qi Ye will also find all his memories!

The second news made her eyes sore, although Qi Ye's memory, although she didn't say it, this period of time was like a stone pressing on her heart.

Qi Ye, who restores his memory, is the most complete one.

A person's spirit dances alone, and loneliness makes people crazy.

Those beautiful and sad memories, from childhood to present, are witnesses of their love.

"Bastard!" She angrily hammered him with a punch: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Qi Ye looked at her red eyes and smiled softly: "You can't be too despicable."

Ye Weilan's lips twitched, this reason was very powerful!

Powerful deserves a beating!

Her white fist hit her again: "Ning Yuan and the others know?"

Qi Ye squatted down, gently leaned into her ear, and said something.

Ye Weilan's pure blind eyes instantly lit up in a terrifying way.

Qi Ye frowned, and his tone was very dissatisfied: "You are so nervous. You can do all kinds of messy dreams. Where is the Demon Night City?" He sneered, crazy and domineering: "Ning Yuan and I are in charge. If we can still kill the nest, we won't laugh to death if we say it!"

Death is powerful, and he is still a human being after all.

He has fought with the old bastard head-on, and are he still afraid of his tricks?

joke!

Miss Ye’s nose was red and she began to cry without warning.

Scare dad!

She was worried that she had been sad for so long, so why would Mao have the result?

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Miss Ye opened her voice and cried loudly, pulling Qi Ye's shirt hem while wiping her tears.
Chapter completed!