Chapter 622
Jun Moqing found that his daughter always focused on the opposite of him. He was clearly saying that Feng'er was cold to him, but she was curious about who chased whom at the beginning
"It's not important. What's important is that your mother doesn't like me anymore."
Feng Wuyou comforted him in a gentle voice: "Dad, you are so handsome, how could mother not like you? Mother just doesn't remember you."
"At the beginning, she and I didn't know each other, but she liked me." This went to the place where Jun Moqing couldn't figure it out.
When she was a stranger, she could like him.
Now she doesn't remember, but she is indifferent to him.
Let Jun Moqing doubt again that he has no charm.
Feng Wuyou thought for a while, and analyzed it from a woman's perspective.
"Mother has lost her memory. In her eyes, Dad is a family man. As long as her values are correct, she will endure even if she likes him."
A word awakened the dreamer.
Jun Moqing felt that his daughter's words made sense. Feng'er thought she had recognized the wrong person. With her temperament, she would definitely not like him, a married man.
If it weren't for his daughter's reminder, he would have thought that he was not proactive enough and had lost the things that Feng'er liked when he was young.
It seems that only by letting Feng'er recover her memory can she be the same as before.
Feng Wuyou tugged at her father's arm and called out, "Dad."
Jun Moqing lowered his eyes and looked at his daughter, "What's wrong?"
Feng Wuyou asked curiously, "Dad, how did you and mother get together?"
Jun Moqing said, "If you are so curious, then wait for your mother to recover her memory and let her tell you."
"Okay." Feng Wuyou smiled and said, "But I guess mother must have been tempted by her beauty."
Jun Moqing did not comment.
At dinner, Jun Moqing waited for Feng Qingyan at the door of the inn early, just like last night.
Compared to the first time, Feng Qingyan was calmer. She was not a teenage girl who forgot what she was going to do when facing a handsome man like Jun Moqing.
Jun Moqing looked at Feng Qingyan who was sitting at the door of the carriage, "Why are you sitting so far away?"
Feng Qingyan said: "We are a single man and a single woman, it's better to keep some distance."
Jun Moqing asked: "What do you think of me? A shameless person?"
Feng Qingyan looked at Jun Moqing's cold and elegant temperament, and he was not a shameless person at all.
"I don't mean that. There is a difference between men and women. It's better to keep a distance."
"Since you don't mean that, sit here." Jun Moqing pointed to the seat opposite.
Feng Qingyan: "..."
Seeing Jun Moqing insisting, Feng Qingyan had to move and sit opposite him.
Jun Moqing said to dispel her concerns: "If you don't want to, I won't do anything out of the ordinary to you."
Feng Qingyan smiled awkwardly, "I don't mean that."
She was afraid that she would not be able to resist the temptation
Jun Moqing said again: "Sometimes I can't control myself."
Feng Qingyan looked at Jun Moqing and said seriously that he couldn't control himself. There was no other expression on his handsome face, as if he was talking about something strange and ordinary.
Because of this, even if Jun Moqing makes an intimate move like in the morning, it won't be annoying.
There is no trace of worldliness in Jun Moqing.
But his actions do show that he is very devoted to his wife and dotes on her very much.
Feng Qingyan envied her more and more, but unfortunately she was not, she just looked similar.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Jun Moqing picked up the teacup and handed it to her, "Drink tea."
"Thank you." Feng Qingyan thanked him, took the teacup and handed it to her lips and took a few sips of tea to cover up her embarrassment.
Jun Moqing stared at Feng Qingyan without blinking, which made Feng Qingyan feel uncomfortable, but she didn't mean to move away.
Feng Qingyan just felt a little hot all over. The look was obviously very cold, but she felt hot.
Feng Wuyou cooked a table of delicious food tonight, trying to trap her mother with delicious food and let her stay willingly.
Jun Wuxian stayed for dinner to see his mother.
When he saw Jun Moqing and Feng Qingyan coming in one after another, he stood up and greeted them, "Father, mother."
Feng Qingyan was stunned by the sudden appearance of an older son. The man in front of her looked almost the same as Jun Moqing, so how could he have such an older son?
She had heard Jun Moqing say that he had a son, and it seemed that he had also said that he would have a grandson next year.
"Your son is so big."
Jun Moqing glanced at Jun Wuxian, "Yeah."
Feng Qingyan jokingly said in a low voice, "You didn't become a father at the age of twelve?"
Jun Moqing replied, "I'm not that precocious."
In ancient times, it was possible to become a father at the age of twelve.
But he was just in the first grade of junior high school when he was twelve
Feng Qingyan was a little embarrassed, "That's not what I meant."
Jun Moqing said, "Sit down and have dinner first."
"...Okay." Feng Qingyan sat down at the table with Jun Moqing, glanced at the food on the table, and couldn't help swallowing.
After Jun Wuxian sat down, he glanced at Feng Qingyan, and seeing their actions, he knew that he hadn't recovered his memory yet.
Jun Moqing picked up some dishes for Feng Qingyan, then looked at Jun Wuxian, "How are the wedding preparations going?"
Jun Wuxian said, "It's almost ready, don't worry, father."
Jun Wuxian has been very sensible since he was a child, so Jun Moqing doesn't have to worry about it.
"Well, tell me if you need anything."
As a 30-year-old man, it is easy for Jun Wuxian to prepare for the wedding by himself, not to mention that it is a once-in-a-lifetime event, so he naturally can't be careless.
"Thank you, father."
Feng Qingyan raised her head and glanced at the father and son. She felt that they were very different from other fathers and sons. As an elder, Jun Moqing actually asked the groom to prepare for his son's marriage?
Susu pointed to her favorite meat and said, "Grandma, this is meat."
"Thank you Susu." Feng Qingyan smiled and put some meat into the bowl.
Because there are two more little ones, every meal will be more lively.
Feng Qingyan also likes the atmosphere of eating here, it feels like a family having fun together.
After dinner, Jun Moqing took her to the yard to eat.
I had already visited Hehuan Hall last night when I was eating, so I was familiar with it.
After walking around for a while, Feng Qingyan raised her head and looked at Jun Moqing, "It's time for me to go back."
Jun Moqing paused, as if he didn't expect her to be in a hurry to go back.
"Not staying?"
Feng Qingyan shook her head. She would have to leave sooner or later, so it was better to leave early.
Jun Moqing didn't force it, "I'll give it to you."
Feng Qingyan nodded, "Yeah."
We still took the carriage when we went back.
Feng Qingyan found that Jun Moqing was very powerful in Qinggong, but he was a bit lazy. Otherwise, why would he ride a carriage? It was many times slower than Qinggong.
It was quiet inside the carriage, only the sound of the wheels could be heard.
Jun Moqing, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked her, "Do you believe what I said?"
Feng Qingyan asked: "Which aspect?"
Jun Moqing said: "I said you are my wife."
Feng Qingyan stopped in front of Jun Moqing, raised her head to look at that handsome face, and said one sentence at a time: "I know you are not lying to me, you just recognized the wrong person, and I also understand that you are separated from her. Nineteen years later, it is understandable that I would admit my mistake because I missed you so much. There are very few men like you in this world, and I still appreciate you."
Jun Moqing simply ignored the previous words and felt a little happier after hearing the rest.
"The second half of the sentence is what I like to hear."
Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then she couldn't help laughing, "I didn't realize that such an outstanding person like you still likes to praise you."
Jun Moqing said confidently: "This is sentiment."
Feng Qingyan felt that she could bear it, otherwise she would have laughed out loud when she heard Jun Moqing actually say this.
Complimenting him is actually a sentiment?
Jun Moqing has lived for forty-two years, and his only love was with Feng'er. Because of this, at first, one of them was straight and the other was innocent, one was not enthusiastic about feelings, and the other desperately wanted the other to like her.
As for sentiment, Jun Moqing, as a modern person, has never practiced it, at least he has seen similar posts.
If couples complain less and praise more, their relationship will heat up.
"You should trust your husband's vision and not mistake his wife."
Just as Feng Qingyan was about to retort, Jun Moqing said again: "I will find a way to restore your memory."
After Jun Moqing has practiced to a certain level, apart from the fact that his appearance does not age easily, he has not encountered anything that he cannot solve in so many years.
Of course, except for the matter of my daughter traveling through time.
So for Jun Moqing, who was already at the top, it was like finding something to do.
Feng Qingyan shrugged helplessly. Jun Moqing was so determined that she couldn't say anything.
When they returned to the inn, Jun Moqing followed behind.
Feng Qingyan thought that he wanted to guard her again, and with his martial arts, she couldn't interfere.
When closing the door, she reminded: "It's quite cold today. It's better for you to go up with the quilt in your arms."
Jun Moqing ignored her words and said, "You don't want me to come in and sit down?"
Well!
Feng Qingyan hesitated for a while, then let him in. After getting along with him several times, she still had a certain understanding of Jun Moqing's character.
After Jun Moqing came in, he went straight to the table and sat down.
Feng Qingyan then also sat down, raised the teapot and asked him, "Would you like to drink tea?"
Jun Moqing glanced at the teapot in her hand and knew it was cold without asking.
"I don't drink herbal tea."
Feng Qingyan: "..." Quite picky...
Feng Qingyan asked Qingrong to bring a pot of hot tea.
After drinking tea for a while, Feng Qingyan glanced at Jun Moqing opposite, showing no intention of leaving yet.
"Aren't you going back tonight?"
Jun Moqing put down the tea cup in his hand and raised his eyes to look at Feng Qingyan, "I don't mind staying."
After nineteen years of separation, he had never gotten along well with her.
"It's okay for you to guard the roof," Feng Qingyan actually wanted to say, it wasn't necessary.
Jun Moqing said: "You can just stay in the house."
"..." Feng Qingyan: "You pretend I didn't say anything."
Jun Moqing stood up, and when Feng Qingyan saw this, she also stood up, thinking that he was leaving and planned to see him off.
As a result, Jun Moqing came over, held her hand, and hugged her in one go, without any hesitation.
Feng Qingyan struggled for a while. It was really not that she couldn't resist the beauty, but that she couldn't struggle away. Jun Moqing was very strong, controlling her like an invisible force.
"What are you doing?"
"I just want to hug you." Jun Moqing felt that she should do something. She couldn't be too passive or go out of her way for fear of scaring her.
He hugged because he wanted to, and Feng'er taught him.
Feng Qingyan was stunned for a long time, feeling that she was fascinated by the beauty again. Jun Moqing was a married woman, so it was inappropriate to hug her.
Just when Feng Qingyan wanted to get away, Jun Moqing said: "I remember there is a scar on your lower back. Take off your clothes and show me."
Feng Qingyan: "..."
Jun Moqing was a little anxious and wanted to do it by herself. When she went to untie Feng Qingyan's girdle, she was stopped.
"If you do it again, it will constitute indecent assault."
Jun Moqing realized that he was out of line, so he took his hand back, "Then you do it yourself."
Feng Qingyan did not untie the waist belt, because she knew better than anyone whether she had scars or not.
"I do have a scar on my lower back."
Jun Moqing said again: "It's round."
Feng Qingyan nodded, "Yeah."
Jun Moqing looked at Feng Qingyan's lower back, eager to see it with his own eyes, "Let me see."
"Wait a minute." Feng Qingyan was afraid that he would do it himself again, so she greeted him in advance.
Jun Moqing stood still after hearing this.
Feng Qingyan came behind the screen, untied the waist belt neatly, and took off her coat.
She was a gangster, unlike the daughter of a wealthy family, she was not particular about details.
It was not impossible to take a look at the scar.
So Feng Qingyan lifted her clothes, revealing only a little bit of her lower back, just enough to see the scar.
She shouted to the screen: "You can come in and take a look."
Before she finished speaking, she saw a blue-white figure walking in. It was more like a flash than a walk in, and it was very fast.
It was the first time she had seen someone so fast.
Jun Moqing lowered his eyes to look at the exposed waist, where only the scar was exposed.
His slender fingers reached over and touched the dark scar, "So many years have passed, and the scar has not faded."
The place touched was a little cold and itchy, and there was also some strange feeling.
Feng Qingyan subconsciously wanted to avoid it, and she let go of the hem of her clothes.
Jun Moqing looked at her steadily, "You never told me your identity."
"Is my identity important?" Feng Qingyan put on her coat and tied her belt.
"I think your amnesia is related to your identity."
Feng Qingyan paused.
Jun Moqing said again: "I can tell fortunes, but I can't tell yours. Your previous birth date was fake."
Fake birth date was the only possibility Jun Moqing could think of.
Feng Qingyan was confused, "I don't understand what you are talking about."
Jun Moqing thought she didn't remember, so he didn't continue asking, but asked another question: "When will you go back?"
"Why are you asking this?"
"I'll go back with you."
Feng Qingyan was stunned.
"I just want to find out why you disappeared and why you lost your memory."
Jun Moqing paused here, stared at her face and said: "I can actually read palms."
Feng Qingyan couldn't keep up with Jun Moqing's rhythm. She said she would go back with him, and then she talked about reading palms.
Jun Moqing took her hand and looked at her palm with his eyes down: "Although palm reading can't tell anything else, it can tell the marriage line. You are married and have a daughter. You will only have one husband in your life and you can grow old together. The fate line, there will be a disaster when you are sixteen years old. If you survive the disaster, you will have good fortune in the future..."
Jun Moqing said and looked at Feng Qingyan, "When you were sixteen years old, you met me."
Good night, hot babies!
By the way, please support me with monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!