Chapter 1917 Mo Yishen, I Miss You so Much (One More)

Her Mo Yishen, Master Mo in the capital city, should be high and high, but living in such a place is all fate. She wanted to scold, but she didn't know how to speak. Her throat was astringent, her heart was aching, and her eyes were burning. .

Familiar footsteps sounded next to her ears, Qin Tianyue restrained her emotions, afraid that Mo Yishen would see something.

Mo Yishen paused slightly, holding the medicated oil for bruises in his hand, and his eyes fell on Qin Tianyue's delicate side face.

I can feel her depression even without seeing her face-on. What's wrong with her?

Subconsciously, Mo Yishen frowned, feeling quite uncomfortable.

He strode forward and stood in front of Qin Tianyue.

Qin Tianyue raised her head, smiled, and looked at the medicated oil in his hand, "Give it to me, I'll wipe it myself."

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

Qin Tianyue was taken aback for a moment, then relieved, and raised a beautiful arc.

She knew that even if Mo Yishen lost her memory, he would not let her do it herself. In his heart, she still existed.

No longer speaking, Qin Tianyue sat quietly, letting Mo Yishen look at her swollen ankle, uncorked the bottle of medicinal oil himself, poured the medicinal oil into the palm of his hand, and massaged her gently.

The tip of her nose was sore, her eyes were moist, but her smile kept rising.

Her Mo Yishen is still so good, even if she has no memory, the kindness to her is still the same as before.

"Hmm, it hurts..."

She murmured deliberately, softly and charmingly.

Mo Yishen paused for Qin Tianyue's gently rubbing palms, raised his head to look at Qin Tianyue, and met her smiling eyebrows, so delicate and beautiful, that his heart skipped a beat at that moment.

He didn't know what was going on with him. If it was the past, he would have told the woman who approached him to go away, but facing her in front of him, he couldn't do it. Instead, he felt secretly happy.

Seeing her hurt, his heart hurts, staring at her swollen ankle, his eyes are more angry, not blaming her, but blaming himself for not protecting her well, obviously they are just strangers, why are they so angry? She, he would be so different.

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

When he came out and saw her sitting quietly on the sofa, his heart that had never been calm seemed to have calmed down. He subconsciously squatted down and personally applied the medicated oil for her. Hearing her delicate pain, the movement of his palm stopped, But subconsciously relax.

"It really hurts."

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

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

Qin Tianyue stared at Mo Yishen's head, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up.

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

"alright."

A sexy and hoarse voice came from Mo Yi's deep throat. He just raised his head, his thin lips were printed with soft and delicate lips, his eyes met each other, and there were shadows in his eyes.

There is a fragrant and sweet taste on the lips, and the softness is unbelievable.

Mo Yishen's pupils narrowed slightly, he backed away subconsciously, stood up and walked towards the room, controlling his messy thoughts, at that moment, he wanted to push her down desperately and ravage her in his arms.