When she came to him, Jun Qingjue could sense that she had a trace of anger.
He also imagined in his heart that she would react by attacking him, beating him, etc., but he really didn't expect that she would actually kiss him.
It's not weird if he kisses her, but it's much weirder if she kisses him.
There were slight ripples in the lake in his heart. Jun Qingjue stabilized his mind and really wanted to ask, Qingyan, are you back?
However, before he could ask, his lips suddenly hurt, and then he tasted blood, and the smell of blood slowly spread in his mouth.
He was not angry at all when she bit him, on the contrary, he was still a little happy in his heart.
only……
Yan'er, are you awake?
Mu Qingyan bit him hard on the lip. She didn't let him go until she tasted the strong taste of blood. She raised her eyebrows and snorted: "Dad, do you think I'm a little idiot?"
Such an abrupt question made Jun Qingjue laugh a little, and then he couldn't help but shake his head and laughed: "The little idiot will not disobey me, provoke me, or show her claws."
Her claws are so sharp, her personality is cold and arrogant, and her temperament is pure. How does she look like a little idiot?
Mu Qingyan glared at him and told him to be more serious: "I ask you a very serious question, and you must answer me seriously."
"Ask." He must know everything.
The blue eyes narrowed dangerously, staring at him tightly, and said coldly every word: "Look at my eyes, who are you looking at? Who are you thinking about?"
Mu Qingyan is very keen, more sensitive than others, especially during this period when her memory is confused.
Just because Jun Qing never said it didn't mean that she didn't know. Although it was only once or twice, she still discovered it. Who was he looking at through her eyes?
Hearing her say this, Jun Qingjue knew that her memory had not been restored and she was not getting better either.
Is he looking at someone?
The corner of his mouth pursed. Indeed, sometimes when he looked at her, he could not help but think of Mu Qingyan in the past, the person who was cold and detached but still lively and lively.
"I'm looking at you."
They are all the same person, whether it is her before or now, he likes her, and he always looks at her.
Mu Qingyan fell silent, saying nothing, just looking straight at him, into those deep and charming purple eyes.
Seeing that she was silent, Jun Qingjue had no intention of remaining silent, nor did he intend to make this little guy unhappy.
"Yan'er, you are sick. You have forgotten everything about the past. You have even forgotten about me."
Jun Qingjue and her father are two completely different identities and cannot be confused.
At this moment, she regarded him as Mohuntian, not Jun Qingjue.
Therefore, the love and affection she gave, as well as the series of obedience and obedience, were all for Mohuntian.
Although he was accompanying her, she didn't know him at all, didn't know him well, and didn't remember him.
This is what he doesn't like. So, he asked her to call him Jue, and asked her not to call him daddy, and asked her not to treat him as her daddy.
He knew that nothing would be changed by doing this, and he never thought about changing anything.
"Tell me, what is the relationship between us?" Although Mu Qingyan is sometimes dull, she is still very sober at such moments.