C802 Unless You Have a Guilty Conscience

As time passed, Feng Muyan's hair started to sweat.

"If you can't find it, then forget it. " Rong Jingcheng leaned against the bridge.

She walked over and pulled up the hem of his shirt. "Hubby, I just want to take a look. I've already tried so hard to find it. . . "

"You want to see it that much? It's not good to peep at other people's memories