Chapter 1922

"You..."

He has only one word, which makes Qin Tianyue look forward to and wait for half a moment.

"Don't you believe it?"

Qin Tianyue raised his eyes and looked at the deep fundus of ink.

Mo Yi shook his head deeply and stretched out his hand around Qin Tianyue's waist, "I know, I have a woman I like."

"So..."

Qin Tianyue slightly raised his eyebrows. Since he knew, why didn't he come to look for it?

"So what kind of story do we have?"

Mo's head hurts deeply, but he doesn't want Qin Tianyue to see it.

Looking at his slightly frowned eyebrows, Qin Tianyue stretched out his hand anxiously, "ink is deep. What's wrong with you?"

Even if he didn't show it, she could feel it.

Staring at her anxious expression, Mo stretched out his hand deeply, clenched her hand, and said softly, "I'm fine."

She is his wife. Even if there is no memory, at this moment, it seems that alienation is slowly receding. What is left is his repressed emotion. He is still different to her without memory.

Qin Tianyue threw himself into the deep embrace of Mo Yi, but he held him tightly. She couldn't help raising her lips, leaned quietly in his arms and let him hold her.

Two years of missing turned into warmth at this moment and tightly wrapped around her. Qin Tianyue closed his eyes.

"The story between us is so long that I don't know how to speak."

"We first met in Huanshan village, which is where I live..."

"Later, you pestered me and forbid me to fall in love with other men..."

"That year, you set off fireworks for me, proposed marriage, and helped me deal with those who had hurt me."

"Later... A man named Jiang Hanjin appeared. He asked for tianxingzhu. As a result, tianxingzhu had an accident, which separated me from you. I went to win Dynasty thousands of years ago. I thought you would win Dynasty with me. I found you for a long time, but I still couldn't find it. Later, a Taoist priest told me that you weren't in this time and space. I gave up my heart and found a chance to return to this time and space."

"I asked Mo Yan to find you for more than a month, and then I had your whereabouts."

"Even if I guessed that you might have an accident, I still felt bad when I knew that you lost your memory."

"Ink is deep, how can you forget me? Forget our children? "

Qin Tianyue's voice echoed quietly in the dark room. Every word he said made Mo's mouth tight with deep heart.

When Qin Tianyue said that he had won the dynasty thousands of years ago, Mo's deep pupils shrunk, which seemed incredible.

Win Korea a thousand years ago? Where is it?

"Child?"

Mo looked down at Qin Tianyue lying quietly in his arms.

Clearly in his memory, they had only known each other for a day or two. He could hold her calmly, as if only holding her restless heart could calm down.

"Well, your children and I are almost two years old. The boy is your name, Mo Qingxiu, and the girl is my name, Mo Jinnian."

Mo Yi's deep chest seems to have a fire burning. He has children and such a charming wife. How can he forget them.

"Sorry."

Mo Yi murmured in a deep whisper. Qin Tianyue raised her lips and gently leaned against Mo Yi's arm. "It's none of your business. Now that I've found you, we can go home."

Ink with deep Phoenix eyes, "I don't have any memory now."

Qin Tianyue raised his head and looked at Mo deeply, "do you... Still want to be here?"