Jun Qingjue really didn't want to touch her. He didn't want to kill her after she died unconscious.
It was unbearable just now and he was burning with desire, but he didn't even want her, and it was even more impossible now.
However, he was stunned for a moment by what she said, and it wasn't like he had never done it before.
They had sex that night, just once.
He said that they were husband and wife and they must have had sex.
So, she has no doubt at all, right?
"You have to understand one thing, I am not your father."
She knew this very well now. She blinked her blue eyes and was very confused as to why he still reminded her.
"You are the one who wants me, and you are the one who doesn't want me now. Jun Qingjue, I found that your thoughts are not that difficult to guess."
Yan'er, if you were sober, would you still ask this question?
He took a few steps forward and rubbed her hair, with an evil smile on his lips: "If you want me to eat you, it's not impossible. But not tonight."
She is not a serious person, and she will not lose her temper or get physical unless others make her angry.
"You said before that you would accompany me. No matter what important matters you have, you must stay in this room tonight."
"Okay." He was very happy.
Jun Qingjue can be sure that Mu Qingyan will become like this, and her biological mother Leng Suran must know what is going on.
He has never been a bitch in his life, and even if it is a bitch thing, it has not happened to him. He has never encountered such a bitch thing as amnesia, but the people around him have encountered it.
The emperor fell into the dust, and his face was covered with tears.
Rubbing his chin with one hand, his purple eyes turned slightly, and his pupils were dark. Jun Qingjue thought in a twisted way, could it be that people with unknown identities and origins would lose their memory?
This is too bloody.
He would never want to experience this kind of thing. There is nothing good about amnesia, and relationships are not child's play.
The atmosphere in the room was very quiet. Mu Qingyan had slept before and was no longer sleepy. She glanced at the man drinking tea opposite and raised her eyebrows. Isn't this guy sleepy? "You go and have a rest, I can't sleep."
, you don’t need to accompany me.”
Instead of staring at him like this, it's better to let him go to sleep.
Jun Qingjue didn't speak or pay attention to her. He sipped tea leisurely and contentedly. He didn't even look at Mu Qingyan. He was completely ignoring her.
Being ignored, Mu Qingyan was not angry. She held her chin with her hands and looked at him, her eyes moving wildly, and a strange feeling flowed in her heart.
Only she herself knew that when facing him, she felt different in her heart.
This should be the feeling between husband and wife.
"Tell me something about our past, maybe I can remember it."
Jun Qingjue lazily raised her eyes, gazing at her with her purple eyes. There was a fleeting thought deep in her eyes, and she said naturally: "When I met you, you were very attached to me. Qingxin and I, your favorite thing is
It's me. Wherever I go, you follow me, inseparable."
"Why am I so clingy to you?" Mu Qingyan raised her hand and asked.
Shouldn't he be the one clinging to her?
Jun Qingjue said matter-of-factly: "You will be useless."
With such a good name, it is natural that the useless person should be by his side and protected by him.
However, when Mu Qingyan heard these words, her taste changed. No matter how she heard it, it sounded like he was talking about her cowardice, cowardice, and fear of death in disguise.