Lin Guanke lost her memory.
To be precise, he forgot about Tu Fansheng.
The Alpha who comes around all day long to be mean, and still smiles when he gets scolded.
Until 98% of the pheromone matching dropped, Tu Fansheng got in front of him again under the title of "dead rival".
"Who are you?"
Tu Fansheng blinked his left eye: "Your husband."
Lin Guanke looked away expressionlessly: "Crazy."
The archenemy turned into a clingy man.
——More annoying.
Tu Fansheng: "Does Lin Lin like me a little bit today?"
Lin Guanke: "Get lost."
Tu Fansheng bowed his eyebrows and saluted in a less formal manner.
"Lin Lin, your pheromones are so sweet."
"..." Do you fucking know you're being a hooligan?
Tu Fansheng lowered his eyes and lowered his voice: "Lin Lin, my pheromone is catnip scent. Do you want to smell it? It's free. Today's special offer, buy one and get a gift."
Lin Guanke finally raised his eyes: "What are you giving me?"
Tu Fansheng pointed at himself: "Send it to me."
Lin Guanke: "…………"
He remembered everyone except the person who had been with him since childhood, provoked him, and used hatred as an excuse to love him.
"Let me take a bite."
"?"
"Be good, I'll treat you."
——It doesn't matter if you don't remember.
I can make you reacquainted with me, over and over again.
The whole article is nonsense and has no logic. Kindergarten writing style, please proceed with caution, proceed with caution, proceed with caution.
Concept: On the Ten Thousand Postures Liked by the Rival