Chapter 1290

Jiang Xinwei felt the familiar breath, she raised her head from Xiang Qinghao's palm, and just then, her other arm was violently pulled away by a force, "who are you! Why are you close to my brother Qinghao? " Meila's strength is amazing, Jiang Xinwei is jangling and is pulled away from Xiang Qinghao by her.

Xiang Qinghao's other big palm immediately reached out to protect her from falling.

"Don't be rude, Myra." Xiang Qinghao gave a low rebuke to Meila.

Meila immediately bit her red lips and looked at him wrongly. At the same time, when she looked at Jiang Xinwei again, she was full of hostility. She was not welcome to the woman who did not know where to get out.

I hate it even at a glance.

"I don't care who you are. If you want to come here and pretend when brother Qinghao loses his memory, I will not let you go."

"Who are you?" Jiang Xinwei looks at the girl. She doesn't know much about Xiang Qinghao's personal life, so she also wonders who she is.

Myra immediately stared at her triumphantly. "I'm brother Qinghao's official girlfriend. How far away are you pesters?"

Jiang Xinwei took a step back and looked up at Xiang Qinghao with disbelief. "So you have a girlfriend?"

In the face of this question, Xiang Qinghao is speechless for a while. He looks at Meila and thinks whether she is her official girlfriend or not.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Jiang Xinwei suddenly has a heart ache. Does he have a girlfriend in the family? Then why does he want to tell her at home? Want her to be his girlfriend?

"I..." Xiang Qinghao wants to explain something, but he doesn't know where to start. "I'm sorry. Please forgive me if I have anything to do with you before." Xiang Qinghao inexplicably wants to apologize to her. The girl's influence on him is stronger than Meila's. even her injured eyes seem to make his heart tighten.

Jiang Xinwei suddenly clenched her fist. Unexpectedly, she longed to see him, but she knew he was here and had a formal girlfriend.

What is she then? Is it a third party?

"Go back where you come from! Don't disturb my life with brother Qinghao. " Meila did not dare to be too arrogant. She could see that Xiang Qinghao cared about her.

As for who she is, Myra has no interest. Xiang Qinghao, who lost her memory, can only be her.

Jiang Xinwei took a deep breath, and the tears that had just stopped gushed into her eyes. She tried all her strength and said to the man in front of her, "I'm sorry, I'm the one who bothered, just think I didn't come!" After that, Jiang Xinwei turned around, but she couldn't control the intense sadness, which made her turn dizzily. Recently, because she missed him, she didn't sleep well, plus the fatigue of long-distance flight and sad mood, which stimulated her to be dizzy.

Xiang Qinghao was the first one to notice her body shaking. He took a step, reached for her hand, and held the girl who was about to faint in his arms. Then, the next second he sprang up and said in a low voice, "take a rest at my house for a few days before you leave."

With that, he walked towards the hall with Jiang Xinwei in his arms, and went towards his master bedroom.

"Brother Qinghao." Meila looks at this scene, her heart is jealous and angry. Does this girl pretend to be dizzy and want to stay?

She must have meant to stay.

Mrs. Xiang is going to come out to see her son's reception. She sees her son coming in with a girl in his arms. She is shocked. "Qinghao, what's wrong with this young lady? Is she not feeling well? "

"She fainted! Mom, let's get some hot water. " Xiang Qinghao said, and saw Meila coming up behind him. He turned his head and ordered, "Meila, go back first!"

"Brother Qinghao..." Myra Nakan?

Xiang Qinghao looks back and stares at her with a look of awe inspiring awe

This sentence is very dignified. Even if Xiang Qinghao loses his memory, he knows the cause of Jiang Xinwei's fainting. She is too sad to faint.

Meila was so worried by Xiang Qinghao's eyes that she nodded and said, "OK, come tomorrow."

Meila must have been afraid of Xiang Qinghao before. In the eyes just now, she seemed to see Xiang Qinghao before she lost her memory and gave her a cold look.

She dare not provoke him.

Meila looks at Xiang Qinghao holding the girl upstairs. She is going crazy with jealousy. Where does a girl come out and make brother Qinghao so important?

Is she really the girlfriend admitted by brother Qinghao? No, she will never let her take brother Qinghao. Mrs. Xiang asked the servant to come in with hot water and hot towel. Xiang Qinghao put the unconscious Jiang Xinwei on the bed. First, he took the hot towel, carefully wiped the tears on her face, blew the skin that could be broken, and covered with tears, making his hands and wings clean.

It was probably the stimulation of heat. Jiang Xinwei opened her eyes in a quiet way. In a short period of unconsciousness, she opened her eyes and saw a familiar face on her head. She blinked unbelievably.

How is he?

"Awake?" Xiang Qinghao is surprised with a smile.

"Where is this?" Jiang Xinwei reached up and sat up, looking at the bedroom, which was full of masculinity.

"My room." Xiang Qinghao's eyes looked at her face without blinking. She was also beautiful. Myra had no soul, and her face seemed to interest him inexplicably.

"You What did you bring me here for? Isn't your girlfriend jealous? " Jiang Xinwei's heart is more sensitive to her own identity.

Xiang Qinghao frowned. "Myra is not my girlfriend. She is misleading you."

Jiang Xinwei immediately looked at him in astonishment. Didn't the young lady just admit it?

Xiang Qinghao looked at her small face full of doubts. He could not help leaning closer to her, "introduce your identity! What is the relationship between you and me who has not lost memory? "

Jiang Xinwei swallowed immediately, "I We... It's friendship. "

When Xiang Qinghao heard this, he was inexplicably disappointed. Isn't it his girlfriend? Otherwise, why did you cry like that just now?

Jiang Xinwei does not dare to admit that she is his girlfriend. She is also on the side of caution. She does not want to offend anyone. What's more, their relationship has not been made public. It seems absurd to say that she is his girlfriend.

What's more, she is strange in Xiang Qinghao's heart.

"Friend? What kind of friend? You can't be my girlfriend! " Xiang Qinghao chuckles and speculates.

Jiang Xinwei looks at the smile under his eyes and is very familiar with it. Xiang Qinghao used to like to tease her in such a funny way.

Jiang Xinwei looks at him pleasantly. "Do you remember?"

Xiang Qinghao shook his head. "I guess."

Jiang Xinwei put away her inner joy. She asked curiously, "that lady just now is really not your girlfriend?"

Xiang Qinghao's heart tightened. He narrowed his eyes and denied, "of course not. I will try to find out the lost memory."

Finish saying, Xiang Qinghao some overbearing order a way, "before I find out your relationship with me, you live in my home!"

Jiang Xinwei listens to this domineering words, her heart is inexplicably sweet surge up, she has a kind of premonition, Xiang Qinghao lost the memory, but, between them, there is a kind of invisible entanglement.

"Good! As long as you don't drive me away, I'm willing to stay. " Jiang Xinwei nods, and she doesn't want to give up.

"You are so beautiful, how can I rush you?" Xiang Qinghao's eyes lock her side's small face.

Jiang Xinwei shyly dodged his eyes and thought to herself that even Xiang Qinghao, who lost her memory, had not changed her flirtatious ability.

"Jiang Xinwei! Xin Wei... " Xiang Qinghao said her name, "it's a good name."

Jiang Xinwei's mind moved. This sentence, which was said by him before he lost his memory.

"How do we know each other? Tell me! " Xiang Qinghao is very interested in sitting on the edge of the bed. He wants to know more about her story than Meila's.

"We met at a cousin's wedding. You were the best man, and I was the bridesmaid It was the first time we met. " Jiang Xinwei thought of the first meeting, now think, there is a fate.

"Is there anything interesting at the wedding?" Xiang Qinghao has a strong interest in his eyes. "You're too tired. You're resting in a rest room. You're resting on my aunt's spare evening dress. I went to look for it and saw you sleeping there." Jiang Xinwei's eyes flashed shyly, "I wanted to change a pillow for you, but I accidentally slipped under my feet Kiss you. " Jiang Xinwei's eyes drooped, feeling that the eyes on her head were suddenly bright and threatening.

"On the face? Or on my lips? " Xiang Qinghao is curious about this detail.

"Face!" Jiang Xinwei looked up.

Xiang Qinghao is lost again. Why not kiss?

"And then? What did I do to you? "

"You said that I despised you! I don't believe how I explain it. At lunch, you answered a phone call and left in a hurry. "

"Leave?" "It seems that there is something urgent in your family. You didn't even say hello to my cousin before you left. You said later that it was because your grandfather was ill that you left." Jiang Xinwei raised her head and looked at the familiar face in front of her, but there were still some strangers, some helpless.

Xiang Qinghao believes everything she says. Compared with Meila, he believes every word of her.

"And then? I left like that. Did we leave a message for each other? " Xiang Qinghao asked.

"No! Nothing left. You left in a hurry. "

Xiang Qinghao is a little annoyed. He didn't ask for her contact information at that time?

"Later, you found me on your own initiative?" Xiang Qinghao asked with a smile. Jiang Xinwei was tickled to a chuckle. "Wrong, you came to me on your own initiative. You asked my cousin for my phone number. I was in country m, and you came. We met again. Then..." Jiang Xinwei said, biting her lips, "then we will go back to China and travel together. In a village where we are travelling, we decided to stay together. When we came back, you sent me home as soon as you received the call and went abroad. Then, last time I called you, you said you lost your memory."

Jiang Xinwei's eyes turned red. She was biting her lips. The sadness along the way could not be told to anyone. But in front of him, it became more intense.

Grievance