[Old Nine Gates] Jing Mo can't stop bleeding and love you

Jing Mo was so entangled in the house that he was dying, and Zhang Qishan was having a hard time outside.

Since he wanted to keep Ah Mo and seal the snow mountain, he naturally would not forget what Ah Mo brought.

Whether it was clothes, money bags or needle boxes, he put them all away and put them in the secret room of his study.

The secret room is big, there are many things, and there are traps. Although Ah Mo can enter at will, but Zhang Qishan knows that such an important secret room, Ah Mo will not enter unless necessary. It is precisely because he knows Ah Mo that he Just feel free to put things in there.

When he moved to Huixinzhai, the ghost brought the box here, even though he kept it in the closet until today.

Seeing Ah Mo's reaction at first, he thought she had thought of something, although he felt sorry for her discomfort, but he was still a little happy in his heart.

But later, Ah Mo's reaction became more and more wrong, and the questions he asked were also very strange, so he saw something.

It's not so much that Ah Mo remembered the past, it's better to say...it seems to overthrow the past she thought.

Zhang Qishan felt a little headache, he only realized a problem now.

Now that Ah Mo has lost her memory, what else does she remember?Where is the gap in her memory now?

He actually forgot to ask, really careless.

Perhaps it was decided that Ah Mo would not leave him no matter what, and he would not let her leave. In addition, Ah Mo had never asked about the relationship between her and him, so he never paid attention to it. this problem.

Thinking about it now...maybe where did this girl go.

Zhang Qishan supported his forehead, feeling deeply tired.

During this period of time, because Ah Mo forgot about him, he was really emotionally unstable, he was so thoughtless, he just wanted to keep her, but he didn't have a good chat with Ah Mo, and also because he felt too much guilt towards her She was afraid of losing her memory and refused to forgive herself, so she never told her what happened before she lost her memory.

When it comes to Ah Mo, he is too restless.

Anyway, after this incident, he realized his mistake, and he will no longer be confused with Ah Mo.

Just as Zhang Qishan stretched his brows, he saw the girl he was thinking of pushing the door out, which made him smile even brighter.

Jing Mo thought for a long time, but he got some clues, but he had to ask Zhang Qishan about some things.

There was a mess just now, she didn't have time to change her clothes, Jing Mo thought that Zhang Qishan was still waiting outside, so she didn't change at all, and just put a cloak over her pajamas.

Speaking of which, this cloak still belongs to Zhang Qishan.

Jing Mo lowered her head and pulled the two sides of the cloak, tying it as she walked, but the cloak was thick, and it was too long for her. While tying the belt, she had to pay attention to her feet so as not to step on the cloak, and she didn't see it for a while. Zhang Qishan.

Seeing that her movements were slow, Zhang Qishan stood up and took the belt from Jing Mo's hand, and tied a beautiful bow in two or three strokes. Seeing Jing Mo wrapped in his cloak, Zhang Qishan suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart .

Jingmo: ...

She couldn't help looking at Zhang Qishan who was smiling innocently, she was sure that she couldn't tell if he thought she was clumsy with her own eyesight, so she touched her ears and let him move on her body.

Zhang Qishan couldn't see Jing Mo's small movements in his clothes, so he reached out to help her tidy up the cloak, brushed her hair, and helped her sit on the comfortable sofa, before saying to her, "My cloak is still worth it to you." It's a bit older, but these days, the outside world is not peaceful, and it's hard for me to take you out, so I'll make it up to Madam for now."

Seeing Zhang Qishan's slightly guilty expression, Jing Mo thought he was going to say something, but she was stunned for a moment by such a trivial matter, and then hurriedly shook her head and said: "It's okay, besides, this is still your cloak, You don't mind, how can I dislike it."

Zhang Qishan was sitting next to Jing Mo, with his hands still around her slender waist, when he heard Jing Mo's explanation, he couldn't help but chuckled, leaned to her neck and sniffed and whispered: "Why would I mind? , I wish, forever like this...wrap you in clothes, hold you in my arms...forever..."

The man's deep and hoarse voice is next to his ears, the misty heat of his breath is around his neck, and there are hints of danger in those words...

Jing Mo's body trembled slightly, and suddenly several images flashed in her mind, making her eyes widen.

"Qishan...Qishan, Ah Mo hurts so much..."

"Hey baby...relax...you're beautiful..."

......

"Ah...no...uh..."

"Ah Mo...Ah Mo...let me love you well...be obedient...be good..."

......

This, what is this!

Zhang Qishan squinted his eyes, sniffed the soft fragrance in his arms, couldn't help tightening his arms, and hugged Ah Mo even tighter, he sighed in satisfaction and patience, the dark streamer danced restlessly in his eyes, and the hotness in his heart When he saw Ah Mo's blushing little face, he became even more unbearable.

"Amo...Amo."

"Ah, ah? What?"

Jing Mo was being so ashamed by the picture in her mind that she couldn't open her eyes, but at this moment she suddenly heard Zhang Qishan's low call, which made her shrink back suddenly like a frightened bird, and dared not look at him with guilt.

Zhang Qishan originally wanted to tease her for a while, but he didn't expect to provoke himself, but no matter how impatient he was, he could see Amo's reaction in full view.

Just now, her eyes suddenly widened, but they were closed tightly after a short while, as if seeing something embarrassing, the blush spread from her face to the tips of her ears and her neck, and she shrank like a rabbit.

Thinking of what he said, Zhang Qishan was suddenly blessed. With a smirk, he approached Jing Mo, who was dodging his eyes, and gently stroked her flushed little face.

"Amo... Did you think of something just now?"

"No, no! Nothing!"

"I didn't think about anything~" Zhang Qishan deliberately elongated his voice, seeing Jing Mo turning his head in shame and anger, his eyes flashed, his thin lips parted slightly, and he grabbed the earball that was presented to him in one mouthful, with one hand seemingly Kneading the soft flesh on the back of her neck helplessly,

Jing Mo panted slightly in shock, but couldn't break free from Zhang Qishan, so he could only passively listen to his muffled voice as he nibbled and sucked: "Ah Mo remember...how did I Love you...do you remember?"

"Ugh..."

Zhang Qishan played with it for a while, seeing that Ah Mo's eyes were wet from being stimulated, he knew not to go too far all at once, so he restrained himself and stopped, patted her back lightly, and slowly waited for her to recover.

Although Jing Mo was annoyed by Zhang Qishan's actions, he also knew that he was not lying through the memories that were stimulated just now.

There is indeed a very close relationship between them.

But even that is unforgivable!

Jing Mo closed his eyes, and when she recovered, he pushed Zhang Qishan away.Zhang Qishan knew he was in the wrong, so he was not annoyed, but worried about Jing Mo's move.

"Amo, don't you get too excited now, you know? Don't do strenuous activities, be careful!"

I just pushed you, why is it called strenuous activity!

Jing Mo didn't bother to argue with him, since Zhang Qishan was so heavy anyway, she couldn't push it far, so she didn't refuse Zhang Qishan's move to stick it up again, so naturally she had to lean on his pillow.

"Tell me, what's going on with my memory?"

Seeing Jing Mo's serious question, Zhang Qishan stopped making trouble with her.

The cool autumn wind brings a little bit of coolness, but the room is full of warmth.

The man holds the woman's hand lightly, his gentle eyes never leave her left and right, the woman smiles or frowns, and occasionally makes a slight annoyance, in exchange for the man's doting smile.

The author has something to say:

so ashamed~