Bai Shuijin was pressing and rubbing against the person’s body, unable to control his emotions in the midst of intimacy and kept asking why they wouldn’t kiss him.
“Don’t you like me anymore?”
“Don’t you love me anymore?”
It was annoying.
When had he ever done such exhausting work before?
Doing it himself was so exhausting.
Seeing the person awake, he wanted a kiss but was dodged instead.
Bai Shuijin’s claws were now digging into Wang Huanxiu’s broad shoulders. If he had any strength left in him, he would’ve gone directly for the man’s face instead.
After getting a cold shoulder all night, even a dead man would have been angered back to life.
But right now, he was feeling so good, so comfortable that the tip of his tailbone was trembling.
Wang Huanxiu even saw the drool trickling from the corner of his mouth from the tingles all over his body.
Bai Shuijin had two or three dance performances every month, sometimes flying all over the world. Dance emphasized both body shape and skin radiance, otherwise it would look terrible on stage if dry and dull.
He slathered all sorts of products all over his body after showering every day and he never tired of it. In his past life, he used one bottle of Dabao from head to toe, but in this life, he had separate products for separate parts.
Over time, his skin became tender and smooth, like a freshly boiled egg. Pressed against someone like this, the pleasure was indescribable.
Although he was 176 cm tall, he had good proportions and long legs. His usual sense of style was good, and standing at the charity banquet tonight, he looked very elegant and stylish.
Wang Huanxiu spotted him at a glance on stage yesterday.
Captivating. He had even dreamed about him last night.
He just never expected the two of them to have this kind of relationship.
Bai Shuijin’s smooth, bare skin pressed against his, making Wang Huanxiu hot and restless. He subconsciously moved to kiss him earlier but then pulled away, leaving the person on top of him feeling aggrieved.
With every movement, he asked whether he still liked him and still loved him.
How was he supposed to answer?
Wang Huanxiu didn’t remember him at all. But, seeing the other’s heartbroken expression, the words “injured and amnesia” nearly spilled out.
But he forced them back down.
Seeing that the man wasn’t responding to his questions, Bai Shuijin simply stopped moving. While still holding him inside, he nestled against the man sadly, making Wang Huanxiu break out in a sweat.
Earlier, Bai Shuijin was wearing a suit. Although he had a slim waist, long legs, and looked slender, he was still a man, so Wang Huanxiu pushed him away without thinking much.
How delicate could a man really be? But now, looking at Bai Shuijin’s fair, smooth skin, he didn’t want to use any force at all.
Just from his movements earlier, Bai Shuijin’s body had already flushed red, like lychee flesh half-peeled from its shell…if he pulled any harder, he was afraid he might break him.
But this was entirely Wang Huanxiu’s own imagination. Bai Shuijin sustained all sorts of injuries from dancing, none of which were serious, but they lingered for days. His body was strong enough, but Wang Huanxiu just couldn’t bring himself to be rough.
Looking at the fluffy head on his shoulder, Wang Huanxiu exhaled with difficulty. He was so pent-up that his head started to ache.
Seeing the other party lying naked on top of him, he subconsciously pulled the quilt over to cover him.
“You don’t love me anymore.”
Another complaint.
Wang Huanxiu pretended not to hear. No matter how much the other party insisted, he couldn’t reveal his amnesia…who knew if this person might spread it around?
Bai Shuijin lifted his head. “If you don’t love me, then let’s get a divorce.”
The next second: “Actually, I have amnesia.”
Wang Huanxiu: “…”
Bai Shuijin immediately sat up. His insides tightened, and both of them shuddered.
“You… you have amnesia?”
Bai Shuijin quickly climbed off him.
Wang Huanxiu pulled the open hem of his robe and wrapped himself up meticulously, tying the sash into a knot at his waist.
The news was too sudden. Bai Shuijin even wondered if the other party was tricking him, he didn’t believe it.
“How did you get amnesia?”
Wang Huanxiu replied succinctly, “The day I injured my forehead.”
He didn’t mention the car accident, resisting the urge to bring it up with the person in front of him.
Bai Shuijin hadn’t even asked how his forehead got injured. “What happened to your forehead?”
“I forgot. I already had amnesia when I woke up.”
Bai Shuijin was stunned. “What did you forget?”
From the looks of it, he had forgotten him.
Wang Huanxiu said, “I lost nine years of memories.”
Nine years of memories? So Wang Huanxiu’s mental age was stuck at around twenty-one or twenty-two?
No wonder he had been so cold and distant all night. Bai Shuijin was just starting to feel sorry for him when he heard Wang Huanxiu say, “Although we are married, I must ask you to keep your distance from now on.”
In the eyes of the amnesiac Wang Huanxiu, Bai Shuijin was a stranger…albeit one whose every move tugged at his heartstrings.
It wasn’t that his laogong-ge didn’t love him anymore, he just forgot him.
Bai Shuijin’s eyes darkened. “Why should I keep my distance from you?”
Then how could he live a forever happy married life?
If the other party never remembered, would they just get divorced?
Wang Huanxiu had lost his memories. Mentally, he was now twenty-one or twenty-two, right in the middle of his ruthless, scheming villain upgrade phase in the book.
Bai Shuijin guessed that Wang Huanxiu was already suspicious of him. When he first transmigrated, he schemed and used all his wits and courage to earn Wang Huanxiu’s trust and dispel his doubts.
Now he had to do it all over again?
That would be exhausting.
No way.
Wang Huanxiu didn’t expect such a firm attitude. When they were tangled together earlier, he was a pitiful little thing asking if he still loved him or not. But now that he was pulled out, his attitude changed completely.
The two had been married for over four years. Their dynamic had completely shifted from when they first got together, except for Wang Huanxiu’s sharp tongue.
Usually, Wang Huanxiu was the one who texted more.
Bai Shuijin really wanted to show him the messages he’d sent before. “Where’s your phone?”
He remembered Wang Huanxiu’s lock screen was a photo they had taken together.
Wang Huanxiu: “Shattered. It’s unusable.”
The one on the bedside table was his new phone.
Seeing that his was gone, Bai Shuijin directly showed him their chat history on his own phone.
They usually played around a lot. There were all sorts of role-play, and their chat history was downright shameless.
Wang Huanxiu looked at the phone, unable to believe he had sent those messages.
Keep his distance? Bai Shuijin really couldn’t do that. He had gotten used to being clingy over the years.
“I can’t keep my distance from you. I need to defend my rights in this marriage. Someone once told me that if one side must be wronged to maintain peace, that wronged person absolutely cannot be me.”
“Who said that?”
Bai Shuijin pointed at him. “You.”
Wang Huanxiu: “…”
In short: I’m still going to touch you in the future.
Wang Huanxiu: “I have no feelings for you now.”
“Then just don’t respond,” Bai Shuijin looked at him. “Or can’t you control yourself?”
There was no way he couldn’t control himself.
Wang Huanxiu had possessed self-discipline far beyond his peers since middle school.
Because of Wang Huanxiu’s amnesia, Bai Shuijin specifically requested some time off from his dance troupe. After all, Wang Huanxiu’s memory loss was no small matter.
He decided to spend some time with him. He had been very busy abroad over the past few years, and he rarely replied to the other person’s messages promptly.
Wang Huanxiu loved him very much, Bai Shuijin knew this very well. Now that the other party had forgotten him, he felt sad and aggrieved.
The memories they shared were just gone, and he was now a stranger in his partner’s eyes.
Bai Shuijin was so angry he couldn’t sleep.
There was no telling when Wang Huanxiu would remember.
That night, they lay in bed on opposite sides. Bai Shuijin was thinking about Wang Huanxiu’s amnesia, while Wang Huanxiu’s mind was occupied with those chat records.
The next morning at breakfast, those explicit chat records were still clear in his mind.
Wang Huanxiu couldn’t help but wonder how he had fallen in love with Bai Shuijin.
After all, before this marriage partner appeared, he had never even considered getting married.
He lifted his eyes to look across the table.
Today’s breakfast was provided by the hotel. Besides some standard typical European breakfast items, they also served two roasted pigeons.
The right legs of both pigeons had been torn off, and Bai Shuijin was now stuffing one pigeon leg into his mouth with each hand.
Noticing the other party looking at him, Bai Shuijin blinked. “What? You’ve never seen someone eat two birds with one mouth?”
Wang Huanxiu: “…”
After returning to the country, Wang Muguang and Wang Zhenzhu also learned about Wang Huanxiu’s amnesia.
They were so shocked they kept circling around their brother.
Wang Muguang held up two fingers. “Big Brother, how many is this?”
Wang Zhenzhu: “Big Brother only lost his memory, not his intelligence.”
Seeing the murderous intent in Wang Huanxiu’s eyes, Wang Muguang felt that Wang Huanxiu wasn’t badly injured. Even without memories, he still instinctively wanted to hit him.
Apart from losing his memory, Wang Huanxiu was no different from usual. After the first few days of worry, everything returned to normal for the family.
It was just that returning to the room every night became a form of torture for him.
Wang Huanxiu even worked very late in the study every night before returning to the room, precisely because he was afraid Bai Shuijin would be awake waiting for him.
However, every time he returned, Bai Shuijin was full of energy.
The agile little tongue in his mouth hooked and licked at him. Wang Huanxiu’s tongue moved slightly, and the person on top of him immediately pulled back and looked at him unhappily.
“Why did you respond to me?”
Bai Shuijin frowned, his tone carrying a hint of reprimand.
Wang Huanxiu had reached his limit; the other party had been acting too arrogantly around him. He said through gritted teeth, “You’re stuffing your tongue into my mouth…and I’m not allowed to react??”
“Why are you reacting? You’re not my laogong-ge.”
Wang Huanxiu had no memory, so he shouldn’t respond to him.
But he had memories, so he could do whatever he wanted to him.
An unequal treaty in the Wang family.
They had been like this for a while now. Bai Shuijin could do whatever he wanted to him, but if he so much as touched a finger in return, the other party would immediately turn hostile and act like he didn’t know him.
Bai Shuijin, who was wearing only underwear, pressed and rubbed against him, happily rolling to the side after pleasuring himself and leaving Wang Huanxiu to spontaneously combust on the other side of the bed.
It was like this again tonight. It was precisely because every night was too unbearable that Wang Huanxiu didn’t want to return to the room.
Bai Shuijin kissed him to his heart’s content, then rolled over to sleep in satisfaction.
Wang Huanxiu took a deep breath. “Bai Shuijin.”
Bai Shuijin turned to look at him. “What’s wrong?”
The man’s voice was hoarse. “I can’t sleep.”
He was burning with desire, he simply couldn’t sleep comfortably.
Bai Shuijin looked at him.
“It’s okay.” Bai Shuijin reached out and patted him. “Take two sleeping pills and it’ll be fine.”
