Chapter 1918: Her initiative (two more)

Qin Tianyue deliberately approached Mo Yishen deliberately. The moment he raised his head, he calculated the angle so that his thin lips were printed on her delicate lips.

She said that she would take the initiative to attack, and she would definitely not give Mo a deep retreat.

Unfortunately, Mo Yishen had no memory. After kissing her, he stepped back quickly without giving her a chance to react, so he strode towards his room, letting her sit on the sofa, looking at his back.

"Mo Yishen, you..."

Qin Tianyue gritted her teeth, but couldn't help touching the corners of her lips. How could she not see the panic in Mo Yishen's eyes? This was the first time she had seen him lose her steady panic when she had been with him for so long.

No, it shouldn't be the first time. Every time she had an accident, his eyes were obviously panicked, and he didn't seem to be like Lord Mo, who is usually as stable as Mount Tai.

And now Mo Yishen, who had lost his memory, was panicked just because of her approach.

Sitting on the sofa, Qin Tianyue glanced at her ankle, which had disappeared a little bit, and stared at the closed door of the room. She didn't believe that he could not come out.

Seeing that the sky had deepened, Qin Tianyue sat quietly on the sofa alone, feeling lonely inexplicably, no, with him by his side, how could she be alone.

There was the sound of the door being opened, Qin Tianyue turned his head pretending to be angry, not looking at Mo Yishen.

The tall and slender figure stood in front of Qin Tianyue, staring at her seemingly angry face, and his sword brows frowned slightly.

"what!"

Qin Tianyue hadn't reacted yet, and was beaten and hugged again. She stretched out her hand to wrap Mo Yishen's neck and stared at him in surprise, "What are you going to do?"

Mo Yishen lowered his head to look at Qin Tianyue who was surprised in his arms, "Go and rest."

Qin Tianyue was held by Mo Yishen and walked into his room.

The room is about ten square meters, very simple, except that a bed is a wardrobe, and a stool, almost nothing.

After placing Qin Tianyue on the bed, Mo Yishen stood up straight, looking at Qin Tianyue with his deep and narrow phoenix eyes, "Today you rest here first, and leave by yourself tomorrow."

After that, he turned around and was about to leave, and was stopped by Qin Tianyue, "Mo...I sleep here, where do you sleep?"

"next door."

Mo Yishen threw a word away, strode out and closed the door.

Qin Tianyue sat on the bed, raised his eyes and looked around, Liu frowned again.

Her hand gently touched the bed, his breath was on the not-soft quilt, Qin Tianyue was lying on the bed and couldn't help closing his eyes.

Where he is, everything seems to be beautiful.

In a moment, Qin Tianyue opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes were crystal clear, how could she just sleep on the bed like this?

Getting up from the bed, Qin Tianyue glanced at his ankle indifferently, and walked towards Mo Yishen's wardrobe.

Opening the closet, looking at the few clothes in it, her heart hurts, her ink is deep, how can she live such a life?

No longer thinking about it, Qin Tianyue picked up a white shirt. This shirt had obviously been worn by the owner several times, but because of Mo Yishen's character, it looked clean without any wrinkles.

Putting the shirt into his arms, Qin Tianyue's eyes were full of light.

It doesn't matter if there is no memory, she will help him.

In the past, every time she seduce, he would not be able to bear it, even if he lost his memory now, she believed that he only had no resistance to her.