Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss (BL) Chapter 24.3: When Is Your First Kiss? (3)

The voice of a staff member sounded from the other side, “He Jiang, are you ready? We are filming the waking up scene today.”

Afraid of letting them wait any longer, Shang Jing immediately went to get the door. They were boys, not girls, and could face the cameras right after putting on a shirt.

Ten cameras pointed at them the moment the door opened.

He Jiang covered his collarbone with his hand and said, “Hurry and shoot what you need.”

Cameraman, “He Jiang, is your throat not feeling well?”

Shang Jing: “He’s fine.”

Last night, He Jiang had made a bold declaration that if they shared a blanket, he would definitely not catch a cold.

Plus, he did not notice any signs of a cold today morning, especially since he had hugged him with such force.

If the douchebag wants to pretend to be sick in front of the nation to gain some pity points, I’ll definitely uphold my principles and expose him.

He Jiang: “...”

He put his hand down. “It’s true, I’m not down with a cold.”

I’m covering the teeth marks, you little idiot.

Shang Jing was sure there was a shift in all ten camera lenses pointing at He Jiang, hinting at them taking a closed-up shot.

He stuttered for a moment and his brain short-circuited. “I’m not the one who bit him.”

He Jiang: “Right, there’s a dog in this room.”

After sending away the cameramen who were trying their best to hold in their laughter, Shang Jing searched for a turtleneck to dress He Jiang in. His face was still burning with shame.

How can I bite He Jiang in such an obvious spot?!

I’m such an idiot!

After breakfast, the production team gathered all four teams together.

Yang Yue: “We will play a game to test your teamwork. Like the previous round, the couple with the strongest teamwork will gain 3 points, second place will gain 1 point, third place will remain in status quo and the last couple will have 1 point deducted from their total score.”

It was a simple game. Yang Yue would ask the questions and the guests would write their answers on a small whiteboard. If the answers given by both parties are the same, they would be viewed as correct. The questions would mainly be centered around the couple’s relationship.

Shang Jing cradled his head, having yet to regain all his memories.

We are done for. We will definitely be in last place.

He secretly stared at the investor, He Jiang.

Why is there such a segment?

He Jiang was speechless. It was true he was the one who requested this segment but that was before he found out about Shang Jing’s condition.

After that, he had been occupied with work and had forgotten about the matter.

His intention was to prompt Shang Jing to take a trip down the memory lane and remember the times they were together three years ago.

Yang Yue started to read the first question. “Question number 1, how long have the two of you known each other?”

Everyone lowered their heads to pen their answers. When it was time to show their answers, most of the guests were ready.

The first couple was the longest standing couple with seven years under their belt. They could be considered to be in a love marathon.

The shortest was Cen Feinuo and Zhuang Qin. They only met half a year ago while filming for a show.

He Jiang: “Three years.”

Shang Jing: “Three years.”

That was close. When he asked Lin Lin about it previously, she had mentioned three years. What a lucky guess.

Yang Yue: “Question number 2, when was your first kiss?”

Hmm?

Shang Jing’s years turned red.

Why are such private questions? How would I know when I lost my first kiss?

I’ll have to make a guess.

He Jiang must have gotten into a secret marriage with me to fulfill his physical needs, just that he is sick of me now.

He was sure He Jiang coaxed him into doing that shortly after knowing him.

“Three years ago.”

After writing down his answer, he stared at He Jiang. But the latter was hesitating, like he did not know what to write.

It finally dawned on Shang Jing that he was only 18 years old three years ago. He was just turning a legal age and it would be hard for He Jiang to admit that in front of the nation!

Heh. Don’t be scared of admitting your own deeds. I’ll expose your true colors in front of the nation today.

Shang Jing raised his whiteboard confidently.

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Yang Yue read out Shang Jing’s answer in an exaggerated manner, “Three years ago! I’m getting more and more curious. Let’s look at He Jiang’s…”

“It’s also three years ago!”

Yang Yue passed the microphone to He Jiang, ready to unravel some gossip. “Have Shang Jing turn 18 when it happened?”

He Jiang answered without breaking a sweat, “Yes. He was a freshman in university. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Shang Jing.”