Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss (BL) Chapter 23.1: A Modest Man, He Jiang (1)

He Jiang grabbed a cob of corn beside to regain his balance while sneaking a peek at the camera at the speed of light.

Great, it’s taking a wide shot. What Shang Jing said might not have been recorded.

He clenched his core muscles to straighten himself but there was no time to change his posture. He whispered into the phone, “What are you talking about?”

Shang Jing furrowed his eyebrows: “I told you to stop working.”

He Jiang: “Where are you now?”

Shang Jing did not answer immediately. Instead, he went back into the live broadcast to check on He Jiang’s situation and saw the wide shot that left his expression blurred.

If he admitted to calling after making 18 catties of dumplings just to let him take a break, wouldn’t that make him look like a simp and lose face?

Moreover, since it was a wide shot, there was no need to give He Jiang too many positive reinforcements.

Shang Jing: “I just woke up and am still in bed. It’s so comfortable.”

He Jiang’s pupils dilated. The image of a certain peanut came to mind.

A hemp shelter with a red tent, inside lives a puppy Shang.

Maybe his cob of corn had been submerged in water for too long and fermented into alcohol. He Jiang felt a little tipsy, just like he had drunk 200ml of liquor. He suddenly had the urge to fire up the stove and fry some peanuts.

He Jiang clenched his teeth to stop the manifestation of such dangerous thoughts. In a suppressed voice, he said, “Have you eaten? If you are feeling lazy, you can get my assistant to pack some food back for you with the money I left you.”

Shang Jing noticed the change in his tone. Feeling puzzled, he switched back to the live broadcast.

No wonder, the camera has zoomed in on him.

He looked at He Jiang’s gentle expression and decided to change his tone too. He asked, “Are you cold?”

The temperature in the North was relatively low in this season, needless to say it was raining. It was enough to make one’s teeth clatter.

But He Jiang’s body was warm despite the water in his rain boots. He answered, “I’m not cold.”

The heat generated in him from Shang

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