The return of the genius demon concubine

Chapter 1270 He is indeed Yu Qianjue

Facing Luo Qingyao's smile, Yu Qianjue's eyes were filled with tenderness that could almost swallow people up, "Yaoyao, do you blame me?"

Yu Qianjue completely believed Yaoyao's words.

He knew very well that he was a person who didn't like contact with any outsiders.

However, Yaoyao and the children were irresistible to him, and he subconsciously wanted to get close to them.

This is enough to make him firm, he is indeed Yu Qianjue.

Never thought that she would lose her memory, Yu Qianjue thought of Yaoyao supporting a family by herself and living with her children for five years, an uncontrollable dull pain came from her heart.

And the change in his inner mood made him even more guilty.

He disappeared for five years, and even now he has not recovered his memory.

He really shouldn't, even if Yaoyao beat him and scolded him, he wouldn't have any opinion.

"I don't blame you, on the contrary, I'm very glad that you are still alive." Luo Qingyao was still angry at first, but she thought that even if Qianjue lost his memory, his body would still miss them, so she couldn't do it no matter what. to angry.

Knowing the man she loves, Luo Qingyao knows that Qianjue's amnesia must be designed by someone.

They searched for Qianjue for five years, and at the same time, Qianjue must have had a hard time.

It's not Qianjue or them who are wrong, but the people from Tiandaomen!
"It's funny to say, I've forgotten you once before, and you've forgotten me once this time, we've settled." She winked at the man playfully, Luo Qingyao's eyes seemed to be filled with sun, moon and stars , so bright and dazzling that people can't take their eyes off.

That heart seemed to have been greatly comforted. Yu Qianjue had never thought that a woman could control his emotions so invisible, and all his emotions were involved in her. At this moment, Yaoyao just understood him, and he felt so I am relieved.

"Qianjue, take off the mask and let me see you." Even though the two have already met, they still have to communicate through the mask, which makes Luo Qingyao not like it.

"Okay." Without hesitation, Yu Qianjue took off his mask.

In the past, he would never resist what his master said, but now Yu Qianjue doesn't care about it at all.

Yaoyao wanted to see him, so of course he had to meet her request.

Seeing the handsome face in front of Yu Qianjue after taking off the mask, the smile hidden in Luo Qingyao's eyes deepened even more.

Under the dim light, the man was the same as five years ago, with the look Luo Qingyao liked the most.

The beautiful appearance that can't be described by exquisite words, makes people crazy at first glance, and almost wants to indulge in his intoxicating emerald eyes.

The man in front of him is the most perfect work of art created by the heavens. Every line on his face is so perfect that it is amazing. I wish I could just indulge in it and be crazy about him.

The man I have been thinking about for five years, but there is a mysterious blood-red imprint on the center of the brow, and this imprint adds a three-point coldness, and even adds a little deep and strange color, like a thousand-year-old wine, intoxicating. .

"My man is still so good-looking." While talking with a smile, Luo Qingyao asked the most crucial question, "Qianjue, what is the mark on the center of your eyebrow?"

"According to my memory, I was accidentally injured by backlash when I was practicing five years ago. Since then, an inexplicable violent force has appeared in my body."

(End of this chapter)