Chapter 1071 (1/2)



1071 Master Zhan has become a beast (3)

At the thought of this, Rong Zhan’s face looked a little better, but he was still angry for no reason.

Did junhang do it on purpose?

Otherwise, how could she have lost her memory?

Moreover, he clearly knew that this would happen, but he didn’t tell her in advance.

rong zhan’s anger could not be quelled, but he did not want to hurt her because of his frustration.

Even if she suffered more, was sadder, and in more pain.

Rong Zhan let go of her hand and wrapped her up with a bath towel. His long and narrow eyes drooped slightly. Although it blocked his vision, it could not hide the sadness and pain that permeated his body.

“Yingluo, you should go, Yingluo.”

Rong Zhan did not allow her to take a shower anymore, in case she refused to accept him and he would force himself on her due to his bad temper.

his voice was dispirited and helpless as he said those words. it was faint, as if he was extremely helpless.

After he said that, he slowly turned around and stretched out a hand to support himself against the wall. He was still wearing clothes, and the water poured down, drenching him from head to toe.

He ran his hand through his wet black hair, and blue veins appeared on the back of his slender hand.

the fist that had hit the wall was also tightly clenched.

Seeing this, sang Xia could not help but feel heartache.

She was too bad.

All of this had nothing to do with him, but he had to bear the worry and pain that she could not understand and imagine for his own memory loss.

Was she being too selfish?

Sang Xia did not understand. Even if she had some opinions about Rong Zhan before, her heart ached for him when she saw this scene. It was from the bottom of her heart. She could not help but realize that this body of hers loved and loved him deeply.

At this moment, she was also very upset.

Sang Xia was wrapped in the bath towel that Rong Zhan had prepared for her, but she did not go out for a long time.

In the end, not only did she not go out, but she also slowly approached him.

Finally, she reached out from behind him and hugged his strong body, which was wet from the bath water.

Sang Xia did not want to admit that Rong Zhan’s slender and strong body was also inexplicably tempting her to move forward. Whether it was his languidness or his dejected attitude, everything about him, everything about him, she seemed to be fascinated and poisoned by him.

Her body instinctively wanted to get close to him.

Rong Zhan’s waist was wrapped by her slender arms, and his slender body froze when she hugged him.

He still maintained his previous posture. At this time, his long and narrow eyes looked at his wife’s fair and tender arms across his waist and around him.

Rong Zhan’s eyelashes couldn’t help but tremble as he looked at her.

This kind of hug had a different meaning.

Because she had lost a lot of her memories, even the memories of loving him. But now, she was still willing to give him a hug in this moment, silently, without a sound.

Rong Zhan’s hand fell and gently covered the back of her hand.