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"Do you recognize me?" he asked cautiously.

He was supposed to be an extremely proud man, but at this moment he was extremely cowardly. He hugged Yan Qingning back awkwardly, subconsciously choosing to believe Yan Qingning's lies.

"Not only do I recognize you, I also know that we were husband and wife in our last life!" Yan Qingning said this immediately.

As soon as he said these words, the ghost who had already gone to his grave to rest suddenly jumped out in anger and yelled: "Miss, you can't believe this kind of people in this world!"

"This bunch of bullshit is obviously a lie!"

"How does he recognize you?"

"He obviously sees you as handsome and has evil thoughts towards you. He wants to take you back to be that kind of irritated little daughter-in-law!"

Qin Zhuo'an was not annoyed after hearing this. He gently touched Yan Qingning's fingertips and asked him almost humbly: "Do you want to take me back to be an angry little wife?"

"I don't make a fuss or make a fuss, I'm very obedient."

"I can learn to do things like washing and cooking, and I can also do menial tasks like chopping firewood and boiling water."

"I can follow you without you abducting me."

"If you are short of money or something like that, I remember that there are many places where I am buried. If you want, I can dig them all out for you."

The ghost that escaped: "..."

You shouldn't talk too much, this will stimulate your love brain.

Yan Qingning: "..."

Why didn't you realize that Lord God had such a face before? !

It's rare for one person and one ghost to reach a long silence because of something common.

Qin Zhuoan ignored the ghost's silence, but was obviously panicked by Yan Qingning's silence.

His dark eyes concealed by gold-rimmed glasses were filled with panic. He timidly grabbed Yan Qingning's wrist and said almost without hesitation: "Can you kidnap me and take me back to be your maid?"

ghost:"??!!"

no? !

Are you serious? !

Is there something wrong with gender? !

Different from the ghost's speechlessness, Yan Qingning looked at him with complicated eyes and said with difficulty: "Are you...serious?"

"Do you not like it?"

He was extremely scared, cowardly and cowardly. He could not see the slightest bit of what Qin Zhuoan should be like. Instead, he was like a love-minded coward, doing everything timidly for fear of making others angry.

This is completely the opposite extreme from the arrogant and unbridled Qin Zhuoan.

"Qin Zhuo'an." Yan Qingning's nose was sore and she was holding back tears: "You shouldn't be like this..."

You should be bright, dazzling, and so arrogant and unrestrained that no one will take notice of you.

"Qin Zhuo'an...are you calling me?" He asked hesitantly, wanting to accept the name, but was afraid that Yan Qingning would be unhappy if he accepted it.

Yan Qingning nodded heavily and held his hand back: "Qin Zhuo'an is your name. Your name is Qin Zhuo'an. You are the same person as the very famous warlord in history."

"Uh... thank you for the compliment, but I'm probably not him." Qin Zhuo'an scratched the back of his head, with a reserved expression: "The Qin Zhuo'an in history, I have seen his description on the paper that came over, in the world of the underworld People praise him very much."

"How can I, an ordinary ghost, be the same as him?"

The more cowardly he looked, the more heartache it made Yan Qingning feel.

Yan Qingning sniffed and forced himself to smile: Do you remember the staff officer next to Qin Zhuoan?The staff officer’s surname was Yan, and his name was Yan Qingning. "

"I know him." Qin Zhuo'an nodded, "His name is still recorded on the Yangjian people's paper, saying that he is a rare hero, and that half of the credit for Wencheng's victory was attributed to him... …”

Yan Qingning said almost out of control: "But there is no record of the relationship between him and Qin Zhuo'an in history! That kind of feeling is not friendship! That kind of feeling is not sympathy!"

Even facing Yan Qingning who was on the verge of losing control, Qin Zhuoan's mood remained stable, and he deliberately softened his voice to calm his excessive emotions: "Well, it's not friendship."

The ghost hanging on the side couldn't stand Qin Zhuoan's worthless look. He curled his lips and went back to rest in his own grave again.

Qin Zhuo'an should not be so calm and gentle.

Yan Qingning looked up at him and asked him with red eyes: "Qin Zhuo'an, do you know why I know so clearly?"

At this point, the so-called question obviously had an answer, but Qin Zhuoan was still pretending to be stupid and followed his words: "Why?"

"Because I am Yan Qingning."

Tears fell silently from the end of his eyes, but he still stubbornly looked up at Qin Zhuo'an, telling him in this silent gesture that he was Qin Zhuo'an himself.

Qin Zhuo'an knew what he was thinking, but he did not admit it or refute it directly. Instead, he leaned over and gently wiped away the tears from Yan Qingning's eyes, coaxing softly: "Don't cry..."

"If all you want is for me to be Qin Zhuo'an, then I will be Qin Zhuo'an."

"I will try hard to imitate him and become a qualified Qin Zhuo'an."

These words brought chills to Yan Qingning's bones. He grabbed Qin Zhuo'an's arm and said without giving up: "But you are Qin Zhuo'an himself!"

"Well, I will be a qualified Qin Zhuo'an."

Obviously, this was not the answer Yan Qingning wanted.

He wanted Qin Zhuo'an to look at him squarely and help him retrieve his lost memories bit by bit, but the current situation was far more complicated than he imagined.

Qin Zhuoan is unwilling to admit himself or accept himself.

Because in his most painful memory, it was "Qin Zhuoan who killed Yan Qingning with his own hands!".

Yan Qingning pressed the tip of her tongue against the roof of her mouth, with helplessness in her eyes.

Ugh……

It's all because he was too cruel before, but now he's in trouble...