Vol 4 Chapter 660:

Mo Ju's hands became more and more unrestrained, touching her skin fascinatingly, even her belt was pulled away, Ye Wei thought, if he was told that he had recovered his memory at this time, would he not be hit hard?
Without getting her promise, Mo Ju didn't dare to go too far.
He became cautious, and Ye Wei thought that since her leg injury, he seemed to treat her like a fragile jade, carefully guarded, and holding it in the palm of his hand, afraid of breaking. This feeling is most obvious at this moment. When Mo Ju wanted her, she still asked her wishes. He always rushed when he wanted it, no matter what he wanted.
Such Mo Ju made her feel at a loss.
"Wei Wei..." Mo Ju shouted again, the flames in those purple eyes became more obvious, as if they were coming out, there is a posture that you will force me if you don't promise me again.
Ye Wei looked at him, "What if I don't agree?"
Mo Ju seems to have known Ye Wei for this answer for a long time. He looked at her deeply, his eyes shining with incomprehensible light, burning and warm, and at the same time he was very restrained. Slowly, his hand was out of her clothes Retreat and help her organize her clothes by the way, but she still holds her tightly and does not let go.
Quietly, I don’t know what to mumble in Ye Wei’s ear, he said too vaguely, Ye Wei couldn’t hear clearly, he just wanted to laugh, he didn’t seem to get the most fun toy kid, complaining in a low voice .
It was quiet at night, except for his breath, so clearly accompanied by her, she suddenly had a feeling of stability in the world, good years, if such a lifetime, it seems not bad...
Originally set to pay attention to stay away from his heart, slowly shaken.
In fact, when he said something that made her cry suddenly in the afternoon, she had a strong desire to stay beside him...
Who else in this life can love himself like Mo Ju?
Who can embarrass her like Mo Ju? She made it difficult for her to control herself. She made up her mind to leave but couldn't leave.
No one is there.
"Mo Ju, are you asleep?" Ye Wei rubbed his head.
"How could it be possible to sleep." Mo Juying, he always fell asleep later than Ye Wei, and he had to wait for her to fall asleep before he could rest assured that he wanted to sleep like this, but she didn't give it, and Mo Ju was a little bit not. Dry to bite her ear to relieve hatred.
The tingling sensation spread all over her limbs from the earlobe, and her heart was throbbing, but she endured it and pushed her head, "Don't make trouble, my foot hurts, get angry."
"I'll help you suffocate the fire." Mo Ju's eyes sparkled, and purple eyes looked forward.
He is the best at purging fire.
"Get off!" Ye Wei smiled, he knew he was making her angry, he was not angry, and couldn't help laughing. Obviously, there was a clear difference between his fire and her fire, "You can't stop thinking about this thing?"
"You just lie beside me, so I don't think about it, Weiwei, don't you embarrass me?"
"Go to the bed next door."
"Don't go!" Mo Ju refused flatly, "It's so comfortable to hold you."
"I feel uncomfortable!"
"That's uncomfortable, I adjust the position."
"...Forget it!" Ye Wei was completely speechless to him, pushing his shoulders and asking, "When will I go to Riyadh?"
Mo Ju looked dark, thinking of her feet and the recent gloomy, softly, "We will go tomorrow at noon, and when it is Riyadh, it will be almost noon."
"Well!" Ye Wei nodded. She sat up with her body supported, and Mo Ju supported her close to the head of the bed. She pulled on her loose nightgown straps. Ye Wei pondered. How did she tell her memory? Things to recover?
Having said that, will he change his mind?
Don't let her go to Riyadh? After all, Mo Ju did not know that she was recovering memory. In his cognition, her closest person was him. If she knew that she was recovering memory, would she...
Maybe, she can give it a try.
When I went to Riyadh, Emo Ju's keenness would sooner or later be felt. It would be better for her to say so, to save him crankiness. Isn't there a saying called confession Cong Kuan?
Mo Ju saw her face dignified, "What's wrong?"
"I want to talk to you about something." Ye Wei looked at Mo Ju deeply. He couldn't help but hold his hand and put it in the palm of his hand. The fingers of this man are very long, so beautiful...
Typical orchid finger...
"My memory..." Mo Ju's body stiffened, and Ye Wei clearly felt it, but then his mouth went around in a circle, changing its meaning, "If my memory is restored, Mo Ju, what would you do?"
Mo Ju's face sank, silent, and did not speak a word, Ye Wei's heart was astringent, Mo Ju, unless she restores her memory, and forgets the things during this period of memory loss, otherwise, he is already her most important person.
Although unwilling to admit it, it is a fact.
He erased her memory, but gave her three thousand pampers, is this the price she loves him? Everything has to pay a price, as is love.
"I don't know!" Mo Ju said in a deep voice. Ye Wei never mentioned anything about her memory. Mo Ju also forgot about it. In fact, she who lost her memory was no different from the previous one.
The only thing is that he has a heavy weight in her heart.
If she restores her memory, she must know that he washed her memory, and with her temperament, it is estimated that she would have wanted a shot to solve him. Her arrogance will not allow anyone to treat her like this and force her.
Why would he talk to him so calmly?
"I don't know?" Ye Wei raised her eyebrows, she asked with a smile, "Do you like me after amnesia, or the previous me?"
Mo Ju was silent and her thoughts turned, why did Wei Wei suddenly mention her memory? She never asked, just like she never looked back, and the past seemed to her to be a thing of the past.
At least he feels so.
What does she mean at the moment?
Mo Ju thought, but could not see her mind.
"I love it all," Mo Ju said honestly. "That's all you."
Ye Wei continued to play with his fingers and suddenly raised his eyes and said, "If I restore my memory, I thought you would let Claire wash away my memory again."
Mo Ju raised his eyes in shock, and the gleaming eyes were full of shock, unbelievable...
How could this be?
Ye Wei turned sideways, kissed his lips, and smiled, "Mo Ju, I have recovered my memory."