Chapter 20

"Don't pretend. I know you're awake."

Ling Jingxuan stands beside him and looks at him coldly. The man lying on the straw with his upper body on is very strong. It's not the muscular man who has a strong body, but a sexy body-building like a hanger. Every muscle shows smooth and flexible wheat color. If you have more, you'll be fat, if you have less, you'll be thin. With hard, knife like facial lines and beautiful facial features No doubt, a man is sexy and charming. Even if his eyes are closed, he can touch any woman's heart. If it wasn't for his little broken things with the original owner, maybe he would be attracted. Everyone loves beautiful things, doesn't he?

"Who are you?"

When he opened his eyes, his dark and deep peach blossom eyes bloomed with burning brilliance. His pale face after losing too much blood did not damage his shrewd and sharp eyesight. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help whistling. His eyes undoubtedly added a finishing touch to his beautiful facial features. Under its embellishment, the man's momentum has changed dramatically, strong, sharp and noble People.

"Should you give your name before you ask someone else? Or is that how you treat people who save lives? "

Ling Jingxuan did not forget how cruel and cold-blooded he was. This kind of man can be seen from a distance, and if he is obscene Forget it. He wants to live a few more years.

The flowing black eyes flashed quickly for a moment of confusion, and then deep as the sea. The man did not answer his question, but looked at him for a moment. A blank head told him that he had forgotten everything, including his own name. However, from the conversation he heard yesterday, he knew that this thin and beautiful man in front of him claimed to be his Savior He seems to have a lot to do with him.

"Who are you?"

Once again, perhaps the man himself did not notice, his voice with unquestionable command, some things, even if it is amnesia can not disappear, that is, born domineering.

"You won't tell me you forgot who you are?"

Keen to catch his eyes flash of confusion, as well as undisguised defense, Ling Jingxuan coldly swept the cloth on his forehead, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

"Yes..."

"Damn it!"

Before the man finished speaking, Ling Jingxuan squatted down and grabbed his hand. His thin and handsome face was full of condensation. After a long time, he turned his mouth and said, "there is blood stasis in the brain, which may be the transient amnesia caused by impact. This is your thing. You'd better remember it earlier, and then, how far to roll away."

Throwing away his hand, Ling Jingxuan grabs the broken cloth lying on one side and throws it on him. There is also a jade pendant and a heavy purse. The jade pendant is engraved with a Sheng character, which should be related to his name. As for the contents of the purse, he said he was not interested in seeing it. Now he just wanted him to quickly remember his identity, answer some questions, and finally roll back to him Go to your own world.

"Wait, who are you? What does it have to do with me? "

Seeing that he is going to leave, the man intuitively props up his body. If he remembers correctly, yesterday they seem to have said that they have children?

Step by step, Ling Jingxuan slowly turned around, his face interweaved with cold alienation and sarcasm: "look at the cloth in your hand. How can a country man like me have anything to do with you?"

Those rags are high-quality goods at first sight, so his identity must be not simple. His intuition tells him that if he is related to him, his future will be even worse.

"The child..."

The man frowned and blurted out impulsively. Ling Jingxuan interrupted him with a cold hum: "it seems that you should have heard the conversation between me and my parents. Regardless of whether you have lost your memory or not, I only said once that the child is mine and has nothing to do with you. You'd better firmly remember this point for me, otherwise..."

After that, Ling Jingxuan didn't go on. He threw him a murderous look in his eyes and then turned around and walked out. If he really dares to rob the child with him, he really doesn't mind killing him. The two steamed stuffed buns are his sons. Whoever dares to make their ideas, he dares to fight with him! God blocks killing God, Buddha stops killing Buddha!

The man didn't seem to be frightened by his threat. When he left, he tried to bear all the pain and held up his body. His slender fingers flipped the purple cloth that Ling Jingxuan had thrown him. From the smooth and convenient material of the cloth, it was not difficult to see its value. However, his eyes did not linger on it too much. He felt a green and transparent jade pendant from inside with his hands turning One side of it was engraved with a Sheng character. The finger rubbed the word unconsciously. Many pictures flashed suddenly in his mind, but the speed was too fast. When he wanted to see clearly, those pictures had already disappeared.

His intuition told him that the jade pendant was closely related to his identity. The hand holding the jade pendant tightened. Then he dug out a simple purse with gold thread from the cloth and took out a black tiger shaped jade carving.

"Well..."

The moment he saw the jade carving, his already aching head suddenly seemed to be pricked by a dense needle. He had to leave the jade carving and roar with pain in his arms. Ling Jingxuan, who had gone back and left with a big bowl in one hand, glanced at the jade pendant and jade carving that had fallen on the side. Some conjecture slipped through his mind, and his eyes became deeper He didn't say anything, just put two bowls on the ground."Wait!"

Just as he was about to get up and leave, the man who was tormented by pain suddenly grabbed his wrist, which was so powerful that Ling Jingxuan felt his wrist was about to be broken. The man didn't notice his gaffe at all and looked up and said, "who are you? Tell me your name. "

Deep sharp eyes strong domineering lock him, although he does not know why so concerned about this matter.

"Ling Jingxuan!"

Forced to shake off his hand, Ling Jingxuan closed his eyes and swept his already black wrist. His voice was as cold as hail. Every word was enough to make people freeze.

"Then you are mine..."

"Help the benefactor!"

The man's eager inquiry was interrupted by Ling Jingxuan again, ignoring his frown. Ling Jingxuan turned around and left. What he didn't know was that the man's eyes had been following him until he could no longer see his figure.

"Ling Jingxuan Is it? "

I don't know how long after that, the man took back his sight and lay down with his name. Beside his lips, a smile that he didn't even notice jumped on it.