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An Xunuo still followed Ye Ningyuan to the Middle East.

While she did not ask him for help, he actively became her escape plan and she had no reason to turn him down.

On the plane, An Xunuo looked at Ye Ningyuan coldly as he read his magazine and did not seem to sense her presence. He was neither friendly nor estranged but seemed more indifferent.

She recalled everything she was after she had lost her memory: her idiot-like self and that man who utterly cared for her and carried her to sleep every night and gave her warmth and comfort…

He was very gentle.

While he was two different people, he really showed her patience and gentleness in that period of time. She had this illusion that she was his most-treasured precious that nobody else could lay a finger on.

He had kissed her and saw her body several times. She was no longer that silly Xunuo who knew nothing. She knew that he had a desire for her…