Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss (BL) Chapter 31.1: “You Want A Divorce?” (1)

He Jiang stood in front of the washbasin. While opening the soap container, he willed himself to not think about how the underwear came about and started to scrub it.

Why was it hidden in the closet?

Why did Shang Jing go for a morning jog out of the blue?

Why is this underwear still here after his morning jog?

He closed his eyes.

Fine, there was no use in trying to stop himself. Just a second of slip up and he had covered all bases.

With the thickness of Puppy Shang’s skin, lying to himself and treating the dream as memory was definitely something he would do.

But what made him curious was how many unspeakable things Shang Jing thought they did.

Ever since they reconnected at the hospital, Shang Jing had been flirting with him subconsciously. The revelation of the game replays was just a way for him to get back at him for that, and at the same time give him some time to take a breather from all those unsatisfactory and irresponsible flirtings.

And standing by the washbasin in the middle of the night did help him put things into perspective… Shang Jing did seem rather accepting of having a hundred episodes of those home videos.

Although he seemed angry on the surface, he did not act out and behaved even milder than when he was purposely being difficult.

Tsk… Turns out, the coward was himself.

At this moment, Shang Jing entered the washroom with a steaming hot face and caught sight of He Jiang's beautiful slender fingers scrubbing his…

He was definitely on track to having another strange dream tonight.

How am I supposed to live like this? A divorce is really necessary.

He was about to say something when He Jiang's gentle voice piped up, “What is it? Do you need me to wash the one on you too?”

Shang Jing subconsciously pulled his pants up higher and took a big step backward, just in case He Jiang decided to honor his words.

Staring at He Jiang’s hands, Shang Jing struggled internally.

Fine, wash it. I’ll hang it up to dry myself later. 

The image of He Jiang spreading his underwear and hanging it up to dry was too much for him.

He Jiang

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