"Lolo, I don't want to eat dinner anymore, just go and eat it yourself." I thought it was Jian Luo who came in and called her for dinner, but Jian Qing didn't raise his head.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes became deeper, and his feet were as if they were filled with lead.

After not hearing the movement behind her for a long time, Jian Qing raised her head in confusion and faced the figure projected from the floor-to-ceiling window, and her eyes paused slightly.

She turned her face and her white feet stepped on the cold floor.

The moment he raised his head, he accidentally broke into the man's deep purple eyes, and Jian Qing was slightly lost.

There is no doubt that the person in front of him was Quan Jingwu as Jian Luo and the others said.

Because she had checked it with her mobile phone while on the plane.

The two stood towards each other, and they were only a few steps away, but they seemed to be isolated from a galaxy and out of reach.

When Jian Qing came to her senses, the man walked to her with his slender legs.

At night, the faint fragrance floats.

Endless silence enveloped the two.

At the end, Jian Qing looked away and stepped back without a trace, "Sorry, I have lost my memory for the time being. I don't remember the matter between us."

Very light voice, indifferent and alienated.

Little did she know that her words were like a sharp sword, penetrated hard into his heart, and her confusing purple eyes were filled with unconcealed grief.

She retreated and he stepped in. Quan Jingwu looked at her with a little hoarse voice, "Good baby, don't joke like this with me."

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe it and she forgot him.

Good baby?

Jian Qing realized that he was calling her, and the corners of his lips shook.

When did she have such a nickname?

Well... so stingy.

She raised her head and was about to speak, touching the pain between his eyebrows, her heartbeats pounding and shattering pain spreading in her heart.

"you……"

As soon as he spit out a word, the man stretched out his arm, pinched her waist, and easily lifted it up, allowing her to step on his feet.

Jian Qing exclaimed softly, a little surprised.

"I didn't tell you, don't walk barefoot on the ground, as the ground is cold." His iron arms wrapped around her waist, and his gentle tone was still doting.

"Quan Jingwu, I, you..." Jian Qing opened her mouth, and when she raised her head to meet his gaze, she suddenly forgot what she wanted to say when she said.

Why, why does her heart thrust uncontrollably whenever she sees him showing a sad expression?

What kind of past does she and him have?

Luo Luo said that she loved Quan Jingwu very much, and Hei Jack and Bai Jue said so, but her memory stayed at the moment when she first returned to the capital. Is this fate joking about her and him?

"I really forgot about me, huh?"

The ending sound rose slightly, and there was a bit of endurance of pain.

Jian Qing felt inexplicably sore in the tip of her nose, "I'm sorry."

Apart from this sentence, she really didn't know what to say. She had clearly lost her memory. What was strange was that she could clearly feel his sadness and sadness.

Does this mean that she is really like what Lolo said, and she has never lost her memory and loves the person in front of her very much.

Quan Jingwu pulled her into his arms with a little force with his big hand. He bent down and buried her neck, and said hoarsely, "I don't want to hear this. I want to hear you say you are joking with me. Do you remember mine, right?"

The man was locked on her waist with his iron arms. Jian Qing opened his red lips lightly and let him hold him, not daring to move.

"You have disappeared for so long, how can you forget me as soon as you come back, good boy, you can't do this, you can't be so cruel to me."

His hands tightened, and Jian Qing was breathless.

She pushed him, barely setting a distance.

"Quan Jingwu, I'm sorry!"

Seeing that there was no tender smile that she had ever seen before, only indifference and alienation, Quan Jingwu was almost collapsed.

He hugged her again, and there was no gap between the two. "We never need to be sorry. If I insisted on accompanying you to Country M, you wouldn't have disappeared. It's all my fault."

A faint chill came from his neck, and Jian Qing wanted to push his hand away and paused, his pupils shrank, as if someone had suddenly grabbed his heart and couldn't breathe.

Did he cry?

"Quan Jingwu!" She murmured softly, Subai's hand gently stroked his back one step ahead of reason, and the movements like flowing clouds seemed to have been staged countless times.

Jian Qing was a little surprised when she realized her actions.

She frowned and withdrew her hand.

The cold fragrance of the man lingered in his nose, and the strong hormonal breath swallowed her reason. Jian Qing gently broke free, but in return for a tighter hug from the man.

Perhaps, she didn't realize it herself, subconsciously she couldn't refuse him at all, but she was more accustomed to his arms, even though she had forgotten him at this moment.

The orange light refracted a soft light, falling on the two of them, swaying a faint halo.

In silence, there is a sense of warmth.

After a long time, the man's low voice sounded again, and the warm breath sprayed on her ears, causing her to shrink her neck.

"Dry your hair after washing your hair, otherwise it will be easy to catch a cold when you turn on the air conditioner."

A little doubt appeared in Jian Qing's eyes, not understanding how fast his transformation was, as if nothing had happened and she had not lost her memory.

Before she could figure it out, Quan Jingwu picked her up. Jian Qing reflexively wrapped around his neck, and reacted and quickly pulled away his hands.

"What are you doing?"

Quan Jingwu said nothing, put her by the bed, and then turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Jian Qing scratched her hair, what's the point of making a fuss?

After a while, Quan Jingwu came out of the bathroom, holding a hair dryer in his hand.

He walked up to her, inserted a hair dryer, and a "whimper" sound spread in the bedroom.

"No need, I'll do it myself." After losing my memory, Jian Qing was slightly embarrassed to be intimate with him.

"Sit right." Quan Jingwu avoided her hand and lowered his eyes.

Jian Qing's eyes flashed slightly and he no longer competed with him.

The man's warm fingertips shuttled between her hair, and Jian Qing's body was tense.

After a long time, his hair was blown dry. Quan Jingwu turned off the hair dryer and took a comb to help her comb her slightly messy long hair.

Then, he put down his comb, leaned down, and looked at her with deep purple eyes, "Good baby, even if you forget me, I will make you fall in love with me again and remember me again."

A firm tone makes people convinced.

Jian Qing was stunned when he met the confidence in his eyes.

"Are you hungry?" He gently pinched her cheeks and was unconscious for more than three months. His cheeks, which had been fed by Quan Jingwu before, were so thin that they were not even divided.

Jian Qing was about to say she was not hungry, but the man directly intercepted her words.

"Let's go, I'll cook for you."
Chapter completed!