Chapter 1917: Mo Yishen, I miss you so much (one more)

Her Mo Yishen, Beijing Mo Ye, who should have been aloof, but living in such a place is destiny. She wants to curse, but she doesn't know how to speak. Her throat is astringent, her heart hurts, and her eyes are hot. .

Familiar footsteps sounded in his ears, and Qin Tianyue suppressed his emotions, afraid that Mo Yishen would see something.

Mo Yishen paused in his footsteps, holding the medicated oil from the traumatic injury in his hand, his eyes fell on Qin Tianyue's delicate side face.

I can feel her depression without seeing her positive, what's wrong with her?

Subconsciously, Mo Yishen frowned, and his heart seemed to feel quite uncomfortable.

Strode forward and stood in front of Qin Tianyue.

Qin Tianyue raised his head, raised a smile, and looked at the medicinal oil in his hand, "Give it to me, I will wipe it myself."

She stretched her hand forward, but couldn't get the medicinal oil in Mo Yishen's hand, just because Mo Yishen took a step back, and after looking at her deeply, she squatted down and grabbed Qin Tianyuewei's left foot.

Qin Tianyue was taken aback, then relieved, raising a beautiful arc.

She knew that even if Mo Yishen lost her memory, he would not let her do it himself, she still exists in his heart.

No longer speaking, Qin Tianyue sat quietly, letting Mo look deeply at her red and swollen ankles, personally opened the cork of the medicated oil, poured medicated oil on the palm of his hand, and gently massaged her.

Her nose is sour and her eyes are moist, but her smile keeps rising.

Her Mo Yishen is still so good, even if there is no memory, she is still as good to her as ever.

"Hmm..."

She murmured deliberately, softly and charmingly.

Mo Yishen paused for Qin Tianyue's palm, raised his head to look at Qin Tianyue, and met her smiling brows, exquisitely beautiful, making his heart beat fiercely at that moment.

He didn't know what was going on with him. If he changed to the past, he would have let the woman who approached him take the initiative to get out of the way, but facing her in front of him, he couldn't do it. Instead, he was delighted in his heart.

Seeing her hurt, his heart hurts, staring at her red and swollen ankles, his eyes are full of angry waves. He is not blaming her, but blaming himself for not protecting her. They are just strangers. Why are they right? She, he would be so different.

Seeing her injured, he would subconsciously pick her up. No one knew that when he turned around to find the medicinal oil, his steps were a little messy, that was at a loss.

When she came out and saw her sitting quietly on the sofa, a heart that had never calmed down seemed to calm down. He squatted down subconsciously and applied medicated oil to her personally. Hearing her tender pain, the movement of his palm stopped. But subconsciously letting go.

"It really hurts."

Qin Tianyue frowned slightly, her delicate lips pouted, only in front of him, she would subconsciously act like a baby.

Mo Yishen tightly locked Qin Tianyue's charming face, lowered his head, and gently rubbed her ankles with his hands.

Qin Tianyue stared at Mo Yishen's head, the corners of his lips curled up.

Mo Yishen, I miss you so much, so much.

"All right."

A **** dull voice came from Mo's deep throat. He just raised his head, his thin lips were printed with soft delicate lips, his eyes looked at each other, and his eyes had their own figures.

There was a sweet and sweet smell from the lips, and it was incredibly soft.

Mo Yi's deep pupils shrank slightly, and he backed away subconsciously. He stood up and walked towards the room, controlling his messy thoughts. At that moment, he wanted to push her down at all costs and ravage her in his arms.