Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

Originally, he was still scolding Fang Qiu with Lu Youyou and Chunxiao to instruct Jiangshan, but Fu Nanli called over the phone, "Is school over? The car is parked at the back door of the school."

Wen Qiao switched to the soft girl in a second: "Well, I'll be there soon."

It made Lu Youyou feel that their Qiao was a natural actor.

It's raining outside.

Lu Youyou held an umbrella and took Wen Qiao to the back door. The front of the convenience store was a lush French sycamore tree with its young leaves. There was a bus platform at the back. Next to the platform was a very fluffy cherry tree. After passing through the cherry blossom branches, the petals, leaves and raindrops fell down on the big black umbrella held by Fu Nanli.

Wen Qiao looked a little dumbfounded. She stepped into a small puddle on the side of the road. Fu Nanli hurried over and held her up. Wen Qiao's little black leather shoes were already wet.

He held an umbrella with one hand, clamped her waist with the other, and picked her up with one hand.

Lu Youyou sighed in her heart: This goddamn boyfriend!

Lao Hu hurriedly opened the car door and took the umbrella in Fu Nanli's hand. Fu Nanli gently put the person into the car seat and got into the car with her. Wen Qiao probed to the window to say goodbye to Lu Youyou.

The rain of cherry blossoms was still falling, and the rustling fell outside the car window behind him. The air was mixed with the unique freshness of spring rain. Wen Qiao felt that his deep eyes seemed to be so gentle that they melted into water.

Fu Nanli leaned over and grabbed her ankle.

Now Wen Qiao doesn't have any physical movements to guard against any sudden movements he makes, but just bows his head out of curiosity, "What's the matter?"

"Your feet are wet, don't you know?"

Wen Qiao didn't care: "Go back and change your shoes and socks."

"Old Hu, turn on the heat."

The temperature in the car quickly rose, and Fu Nanli took off her small leather shoes, and then took off her half-wet socks.

His beautiful little boy even had good-looking feet, white toes and pink nails.

Fu Nanli took out two tissues and wiped her feet for her. His demeanor and movements were gentle, and even Wen Qiao could see two points of piety.

Just asking a noble young master like him to wipe her feet in person, Wen Qiao felt really uneasy, and shrank her feet: "It's okay, it's not as cold as winter now."

The man's big hand clenched her ankle and said in a deep voice, "Don't move."

Extremely S!

People couldn't help but submit to his orders, and Wen Qiao obediently stayed still.

He carefully and patiently helped her to wipe her feet, and the tissue was thrown into the small trash can on the side of the car.

After a while, the car stopped, and Wen Qiao looked up and saw that the car was parked downstairs in his apartment.

Lao Hu held an umbrella to help them open the door. Fu Nanli hugged her in one hand, like a child, with her shoes and socks in the other, and got out of the car.

Wen Qiao leaned on his shoulder and said more than once, "Let me come down and walk."

The man ignored her at all, stepped into the elevator, pressed the floor, got out of the elevator, pressed the password, entered the door, and hugged her with one hand, but he didn't even breathe a little more.

Amazing arm strength!

He put Wen Qiao on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Although he lives on the twelfth floor, there is a large terrace outside the living room with various plants, just like a small yard. The rain falls on the fresh green plants. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the composition is very beautiful.

Fu Nanli turned around and went into the bedroom. After a while, he took out a new pair of socks, not men's but women's.

He kept some of her daily necessities here for her.