Cisco was stunned. It was hard to imagine that the simple - minded, amnesiac boy in her perception could say such things.

Every time he got close, the faint mint smell on him would unconsciously waft into her nose, and it was really pleasant.

She stood there in a daze, letting the crowd around her move.

At that moment, she felt that Orson was like a superior, full of an aggressive aura.

She even suspected that he hadn't lost his memory at all. But after that short sentence, the scorching breath that had been coming out from time to time suddenly disappeared.

Somehow, a sense of loss and regret welled up in Cisco's heart.

Looking at him with her almond - shaped eyes, Orson's eyes were bright and clear.

"Could I be wrong?"

Why did she feel a teasing tone in his words?

Looking at the way he was staring at her and thinking about what he had just said, Cisco didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Emm..."

"Great! I knew you'd agree. Let's go to the store and buy a bikini."

Orson's tone was full of smiles, and his eyes were full of cunning.

Cisco: "..."

Her hand was grabbed, their palms touching.

The scorching temperature of Orson's palm made her involuntarily shrink a little. It was so hot and intense.

"???"

"Are you very hot?"

Orson's tall and slender figure turned around.

He casually unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt and pressed Cisco's small hand against his chest muscles.

"!!!"

Cisco was shocked, her eyes wide open.

"I'm so hot. So later you have to pick a cooler pair of trousers for me..."

Orson said, ignoring the teasing gazes of the people around, with a gentle and doting expression on his face.

Cisco's face turned bright red again. She felt that if there was a thermometer at this moment, it would definitely show a high temperature.

Her white teeth unconsciously bit her lower lip again, and her almond - shaped eyes were full of shyness.

Her deer - like appearance made the fire in Orson's heart burn even more fiercely.

"Ah!" The ambiguous atmosphere between the two was interrupted by a man's scream beside them.

Cisco quickly pulled her hand back and looked at the screaming man in a panic.

Orson, whose good time was interrupted, had a hint of anger between his brows. Who was this audacious person who dared to disturb him!

"What are you looking at? She already has a boyfriend!"

The woman next to the man taunted, while pinching the soft flesh around his waist hard and twisting it.

"Ouch, my dear, stop pinching..."

The man's grimacing voice resounded through the air.

"I was just looking at this couple. And you have the nerve to say me? I clearly saw you staring at that man for a long time!"

"Don't forget, I'm your boyfriend!"

The man seemed to realize something and his momentum gradually grew stronger.

"I... I didn't stare at him..."

"Ah, you're guilty!"

"No! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll go back to Macau and leave you alone in Semporna."

"Don't, my princess..."

The two of them bickered and fought, and their figures gradually moved away.

Cisco looked at the farce in front of her, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. What a beautiful scene, something she had never felt before.

What she didn't know was that during the short interval of these few words, Orson's phone vibrated:

Patt: "Where are you?"

Orson: "What's up?"

Patt: "..."

"Have you gone stupid from chasing girls?"

Orson: "Semporna."

Patt: "I've taken care of several of Lauren's men. That Malon beside you is with me. Come back and deal with it yourself."

Orson: "Not convenient right now."

Patt: "???"

Turning off the phone screen, ignoring Patt's continuous questioning,

Orson directly threw the phone back into his pocket.

He then looked at the person in front of him as if nothing had happened.

In an abandoned small building on Labuan Island,

Patt crushed the cigarette butt under his foot.

Looking at the message bar on the screen that had been silent for ten minutes, he couldn't help but curse.

"Damn Orson, he really forgets his friends for a woman. I've been his brother for so many years, and this is what I get."

"I wonder what kind of woman can catch his eye. Tsk tsk tsk..."

He turned to Yin. "Yin, what do you think?"

Yin, beside him, slowly took off the white coat on his body.

It was no longer pure white as before. Spots of bright red blood bloomed like plum blossoms on it.

"Oh." His tone was cold and indifferent, without any extra emotion.

Patt showed a dissatisfied expression. "Aren't you curious?"

"Oh, I've seen her."

"You've seen her?"

Patt straightened up and hooked Yin's neck with his hand. "Since you've seen her, tell me quickly."

Yin yanked his hand away, picked up a towel on the nearby shelf, and carefully wiped his fingers.

"Just two eyes, one nose."

Patt: "..."

"Damn Yin, if you don't want to say, forget it."

Looking at his phone that showed no movement, unable to resist his curiosity, he sent a few more messages.

"Yin said he's seen her. Send a photo quickly."

"Where are you? Hurry up, or we're not friends anymore."

Ten minutes later, there was finally a response.

"Want to see?"

Patt, who was staring blankly at the screen, suddenly stood up from the ground. He quickly typed a word. "Yes."

After waiting for a few seconds, another message came.

"Dream on. No, I won't show you."

"And don't bother me!"

"Or we're not friends anymore!"

Patt: "……"

He was the one who was supposed to threaten Orson, but now it seemed the situation was reversed.

He was just about to complain to Yin when he saw Yin take out a long and thin syringe from the medical kit, grab Malon's arm without hesitation, and inject it directly.

Patt's heart skipped a beat.

"Forget it. One is obsessed with women, and the other is cold - blooded. Alas, I'm the only normal one here."

Orson was following closely behind Cisco.

Just as they reached the swimsuit store, his phone rang.

He was about to hang up when he saw the name on the screen and his eyes froze.

"Cisco, I need to answer this call first."

His clear voice came, mixed with a little mint smell, bringing her a bit of coolness.

It was just an ordinary sentence, but she somehow heard a hint of grievance in it.

"???"

Although Cisco was a bit puzzled, she still nodded and walked into the store first.

"Grace, what do you want by calling me?"

"Brother, I heard you're in Malaysia. By the way, what are the specialties there?"

"You called just to ask this?" Orson replied impatiently.

Grace: "..."

She couldn't help but roll her eyes at the other end. "Brother, I'm your real sister. This is the first time I've seen you so impatient."

Orson said indifferently, "Since you're my real sister, why do you need to worry about specialties? Whatever you want, just ask the butler to air - freight it to you."

Grace's voice rose a few decibels. "Patt was right. You've got a girlfriend and you've forgotten about us!"

Orson frowned. Just as he was about to speak, Grace interrupted him excitedly.

"Brother, send me a photo of my sister - in - law to have a look..."

"Want to see?" Orson raised his eyes and looked at Cisco, who was choosing a swimsuit.

The smile in his eyes twinkled like stars.

He withdrew his gaze, the corners of his lips curving up. "No way."