Sherry didn't resist, just quietly feel the temperature of his palm.

Beinean looked at the closeness of the two, with a ray of surprise in his eyes. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his palm. Shen Qingwan grabbed himself and his brow was disgusted: "Brother Jingchuan."

Shen Qingwan stood up fiercely and looked at his hand in disbelief: "Why do you help this bad man to speak? Jingchuan brother, don't you remember me? I am your Qingwan."

Xie Jingchuan's knife-shaped eyebrows picked and looked at her interestingly. He knew Shen Qingwan's amnesia after waking up before, but unexpectedly, she still loved to play for herself.

"Jingchuan, Qingwan only remembers you...