C16

In just a few short days, too many things have happened on my body. Fortunately, in the middle of the night, I was no longer alone. After all, I was accompanied by two living Great Beautiful women s.

This is my damned wife, Lin Qiumei. The other one is the Li Ruoxi who lost his memories.

Lin Qiumei had interacted with him before, so they could be considered to be half acquaintances, but Li Ruoxi was more so.

Ever since I lost my memory, it was as if I was the only one in my eyes. Although Beautiful women following me was an incomparably happy thing for me, and this was something that I had never thought of before, but now I knew that there was only one problem, and that was the extreme happiness and sorrow.

When I first came home, I was told that the place I lived in was one of the Big House s of our village. This courtyard had an unknown origin, as if since my birth, this courtyard had belonged to me, and in a rural area like this, there was no room ticket at all. As long as there was an empty house and people lived in it, no one would intentionally find fault with it.

This place has been inhabited for a few years, and there are four Big House s in total. Normally, the room would be a bit cold and detached, but luckily I know some Feng shui, after calculating for a bit, I found out that there is a room in the middle of the Big House, which is filled with Yang Qi. Thus, I stayed in this room the entire time.

With Lin Qiumei and Li Ruoxi inside, the Big House had become extremely lively.

Firstly, although Lin Qiumei is my Wife, we are still human and ghost. If we are together everyday, then I am afraid that I will be affected a little. Thus, I decided to arrange a room for him on the left. Lin Qiumei was clever, after all the arrangements were made, he did not make a sound, and directly stayed inside the house, or perhaps because it was a Ghosts, he did not have many requests.

The third room was for the white snake. Normally, this little white snake would turn into a woman, around the age of sixteen or seventeen. She would look silly, but there was something cute about her.

Not long after I returned home, not long after I arrived, I was just about to arrange an appropriate room for Li Ruoxi. But then, I saw this fellow directly throw his luggage towards my room, then sit down on the brick bed! I couldn't help but cry.

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

I say, this girl can't be so overbearing, right? Although I have to take care of him, that doesn't mean that I have to give up the territory I've lived in for so many years, right?

My bed is a double bed, the wood is stronger, even if there are three people lying on it it wouldn't be tight, but brother I have never slept in the same bed with Girl before, in fact I still have a problem sleeping in this strange place, the first day I slept so heavily at night, you can't say that I packed up my own luggage and went to another room, right?

I immediately pretended to be unhappy and kept my eyes fixed on her. Sometimes, silence was the strongest protest, and silence was the fiercest attack.

Li Ruoxi pouted her lips, and with an unhappy expression, she shook my hand and said to me in a spoiled manner: "I want this room, right here!"

As she shook my hand and wiped her eyes, she stared at me fearlessly. Suddenly, I remembered a Scholar that I met a long time ago.

I can't remember the appearance of that Scholar anymore, and what's worth remembering is not the Scholar himself, but what he said.

I remember when I was ten years old, there was a Scholar from the same city that was on an outing in our village. At that time, I happened to meet that Scholar and we greeted each other, and we soon became friends.

Of course, the person whose name cannot be remembered was not a real Scholar, nor was the real Scholar as old as me. The reason why I said this was because the first time I saw him, he was wearing a set of white Clothes clothes, and had the disposition of a Scholar. Furthermore, he was used to holding a handful of white s when he was walking, and there was even Wang Xizhi's calligraphy on his fan.