Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
He Jiang held his heart in his hands until Shang Jing walked out of the cafe and stopped beside him.
Bo Ya flashed the both of them a smile. “I believe the filming for the variety show will resume tomorrow. Have a good rest, I’ll remember to tune into the live broadcast.”
Even though the statement sounded innocent, He Jiang could not help feeling the last sentence was a warning to him to not take advantage of Shang Jing during the live broadcast.
He Jiang’s eyebrow twitched. Returning the gesture, he said, “Brother, have a good rest too. Come over for a meal sometime.”
A single statement and he had reclaimed his position as the host.
Bo Ya frowned.
Shang Jing’s eyes darted from one man to the other. Without a word, he climbed into He Jiang’s car.
He Jiang followed suit and watched Shang Jing put on his seat belt. “I didn’t mean to stay out last night. I had a drink too much and lost consciousness.”
“It was wrong of me to do so. I’ll not drink a single drop of alcohol outside from now on.”
Shang Jing was stunned by He Jiang’s words. After a pause, he said, “There’s no need for that.”
He Jiang stepped on the accelerator. “There is. Alcohol destroys lives.”
At home, He Jiang poured a cup of warm water for Shang Jing and sat him down on the sofa. In a serious tone, he said, “Since you’ve lost your memories, there’s one thing I’ve forgotten to make it very clear to you.”
Shang Jing looked at He Jiang with confusion.
What is it? Does he not like me calling him when he’s out at a gathering with his friends? Did I accidentally break one of the conditions of our secret marriage and cause him to lose face in front of them?
He Jiang took a deep breath. “You’ve probably forgotten that I am very much in love with you.”
I love you, a lot.
Not only the Shang Jing who has lost his memories was not aware of this, the Shang Jing before losing his memories was possibly also left in the dark.
He Jiang stared at Shang Jing’s expression. From today onwards, he would adopt a straightforward method in pursuing the little rascal. If not, he was sure Shang
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