Chapter 1919

Out of the room, staring at the closed door of another room, Qin Tianyue raised her lips and walked towards the bathroom rented by Zhimo.

Soon, Qin Tianyue came out. She only wore a dark shirt, revealing her slender and straight legs. Her face was more ruddy and charming because she had been bathed. Her lips were like cherry blossoms in March, tender and transparent.

There are drops of water dripping from the hair tip, dripping into the shirt from the sexy clavicle. The shirt is wet, revealing a white and delicate complexion. The scenery inside is looming and more attractive.

Qin Tianyue just looked at himself in the mirror and seemed quite satisfied.

When she came to the door, she was still a little nervous. She didn't seduce Mo Yishen, but at that time, Mo Yishen was full of deep love for her. Now, Mo Yishen has lost her memory, making her feel as if she was seducing a stranger.

Qin Tianyue patted himself on the cheek. Qin Tianyue glanced at herself. She was thinking about something. No matter whether Mo Yishen lost his memory or not, she firmly believed that he had no resistance to her.

When he opened the door handle, his door was unlocked, perhaps because he had never guarded her.

With his lips raised, Qin Tianyue walked into the room. There was no light in the dark room. The curtains were tightly pulled, and there was no brightness in the whole room.

Nevertheless, Qin Tianyue saw the deep ink on the bed through the arch of the thin quilt. His breath was very shallow. It seemed that he was asleep, but it seemed that her breath was slowly deepened because of her entry.

Qin Tianyue walked in quietly. She knew Yimo's character of deep vigilance. Even if he fell asleep, she must know he came in.

Qin Tianyue stood in front of Moyi's deep bed, listening to his shallow breath and couldn't help but hook his lips.

She bent down slowly, as if she could feel his breathing deepening. The next moment, in the dark, Mo opened with deep, sharp and narrow Phoenix eyes, just like the vastness of stars. Qin Tianyue saw it clearly in the dark.

At this time, her hand was just about to touch the ink deep hand and wanted to clasp with his fingers.

Before he got close, a slender hand had held her. Qin Tianyue fell deeply towards the ink, leaned against him and looked at him.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Tianyue first turned upside down and looked at her. She could feel the change of ink with a deep breath. She knew that in the dark, he would also see his appearance. The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, sexy and charming.

"Should I ask you this? What are you going to do? "

Mo Yishen turned on the table lamp on one side. Under the dim light, her beauty was more attractive. Her watery eyes fell on him all the time. She was still wearing his shirt, revealing a vaguely attractive figure. Her slender and straight legs loomed, and his eyes turned red.

She even wore his shirt. He should be angry, because he didn't like others to touch his things. Even Mingzi couldn't, but this woman, the woman he had only seen several times, he couldn't be angry. Instead, he was confused and tense all over, because she deliberately confused and disordered his breathing.

This disorder, strange and familiar, seems to have existed, and more than once.

"What am I going to do? Don't you know? "

Qin Tianyue looked at the hand they held. The other hand moved forward slightly. He wanted to touch Mo Yishen's cheek, but he caught it again. Both hands were held by Mo Yishen. Qin Tianyue could only slowly lower his head and look at Mo Yishen.