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Chapter 662 Jojo, I Only Have You

Qiao Yimo's heart suddenly hung in his throat, and he turned his head to look with wide eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is a special crutch that shines silver in the dark, followed by a long tight leg that hits the eyes, and then, in the dim light and shadow, the man's face that never shows the landscape Unpredictable Jun

Yan.

Qiao Yimo's widened pupils spread out twice again, hanging in the heart of his throat, and quickly fell to the bottom of the valley.

Feeling Qiao Yimo's trembling, Mo Xiaolan bared her teeth fiercely, grabbed Qiao Yimo's thin arm and pulled her behind him, her tall figure completely blocked Qiao Yimo's front, completely protective and possessive pose.

"Mu Qingxun, you are really insidious! Momo is clearly alive and well, but you deliberately spread the news that she is dead, and there is no such nonsense as Qiao Yimo in the world! What on earth are you trying to do? Momo?"

Mo Xiaolan's eyes were sharp, staring at Mu Qingxun's dull face.

Mu Qingxin's eyes were even lighter, and the height of 187 stood proudly at the door of the dark room, like a towering mountain, blocking the door tightly, giving people endless oppression, "Qiao Qiao, you know me, at this time , don't make me angry
.Come here quickly, what happened today has never happened to me. "

Listening to Mu Qingxun's indifferent voice that controls everything, Mo Xiaolan gritted her teeth, "Mu Qingxun, do you really think that you are the god who rules everything? Once you speak, everyone will obey your orders. obedience to you
?Others may be afraid of you, Mu Qingxun, but Momo and I will never! "

Mu Qingxin frowned slightly, a coldness flashed across her eyes, and she stared lightly at Mo Xiaolan, "Before you speak big words, do I need to remind you that your life is still in the palm of my hand. I let you one moment to die, you have to die

! ”

"Mu Qingxun, don't just talk and don't do it, kill me right now if you have the ability!"

Mo Xiaolan roared arrogantly.

Mu Qingxun suddenly let out a low laugh, that kind of smile looked even more sinister in the cold and dark environment.

After a few seconds, Mu Qingxun said slowly, "Okay."

Mo Xiaolan squinted her eyes and her face was gloomy.

As for Qiao Yimo, who was behind him, when he heard Mu Qingxun's "OK", his whole body became cold.

Mu Qingxun glanced behind Mo Xiaolan, pursed her thin lips coldly, "Yin Yin..."

As soon as Mu Qingxun spoke, she was interrupted by a terrified female voice, her eyes shrank slightly, staring at the woman who slowly walked out from behind Mo Xiaolan.

Qiao Yimo clenched her hands tightly, her slightly parted lips trembled slightly, her eyes were red and she looked at Mu Qingxun, "Don't kill him."

Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo's pale and terrified face, and tightened her hand holding the cane, and her voice was still very deep, "Come here."

Qiao Yimo closed her eyes forcefully, and when she opened them again, she was about to walk towards Mu Qingxun.

"Joe Mo!"

Mo Xiaolan grabbed Qiao Yimo's arm, stared at Qiao Yimo with angry and painful eyes, and said dumbly, "I don't allow you to go there!"

Qiao Yimo looked at Mo Xiaolan sadly, and her voice was full of bitterness, "Mo Xiaolan, he won't let me go. And we can't beat him. Forget it, Mo Xiaolan, we don't have to be in the together, as long as we have each other in our hearts

This is enough. "

Mu Qing's eyebrows were slightly fixed, and the eyes staring at Qiao Yimo were more meaningful.

When Mo Xiaolan heard Qiao Yimo's words, there was a brief trance in his eyes, and then, great joy spread to his limbs and heart, and he held Qiao Yimo's hand even tighter, "I will know, i know you still
You love me, Momo, you love me! "

Qiao Yimo was slightly startled, but he didn't have time to think about Mo Xiaolan's reaction. He pursed his lips and said, "Alan, no matter where I am, I will bless you and wish you happiness!"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yimo wanted to break away from his hand.

"Don't Momo!"

Mo Xiaolan took a deep breath, and held Qiao Yimo's arm tightly, "I would rather die than you continue to go back to that devil Mu Qingxun! He keeps saying that he loves you and cares about you, but in a blink of an eye he is talking to other people." The woman is married!

He's just horribly possessive of you, he doesn't love you!If he loved, he wouldn't even kill the child in your stomach..."

"Mo Xiaolan!"

Mu Qingxin's eyes changed slightly, and he shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Child? What, what child?"

Qiao Yimo looked at Mo Xiaolan in confusion, her small face turned pale and blue, and her voice trembled uncomfortably.

When Mu Qingxun saw it, she couldn't help gasping, and stepped into the dark room with her head down, "Qiao Qiao..."

"Don't come here, don't..."

Qiao Yimo shook his head, put one hand on his head, his face was full of confusion, and the sadness that could not be suppressed had already penetrated deep into his heart, "My mind is so messed up, it hurts. Don't come here, I have to think, I have to think hard think……"

How dare Mu Qingxin let her continue to think about it, she will have a splitting headache, and keep walking towards her, "Qiao Qiao..."

"I told you not to come over, ah..."

Qiao Yimo hugged her head and squatted on the ground in pain, "Ah...it hurts, it hurts."

"Momo."

Seeing Qiao Yimo's tormented state, Mo Xiaolan was shocked.

"Qiao Qiao." Mu Qingxun bent over to hug Qiao Yimo, but just as her hand touched her back, she violently brushed her away.

She stood up abruptly, grabbed Mo Xiaolan's arm, and stared at him with blood-red eyes, "Tell me? What child? I can't remember, I can't remember, woo...but I'm in so much pain, here , here, it hurts
......"

Qiao Yimo pointed to his head and heart, "It hurts."

Mo Xiaolan looked at Qiao Yimo in astonishment, "...Momo, what's wrong with you? Why can't you remember?"

"Yin Yin, kill Mo Xiaolan!"

Seeing Qiao Yimo's painful, almost crazy appearance, Mu Qingxun's hostility could no longer be suppressed, allowing the hostility to cover the entire dark room and even the entire basement.

A blush flashed in the corner of Mu Qingxun's eyes, her thin lips were tense, and she said ruthlessly.

As soon as Mu Qingyin finished speaking, Cheng Yin came in from the outside, quickly grabbed Mo Xiaolan's shoulder, and pulled him aside violently.

Mo Xiaolan was seriously injured, and his arm was broken by Mu Qingxun's crutches. Facing a strong opponent at this time, he had no ability to fight back at all, so he could only let Yin Yin decide.

Yan Yin fiercely pushed Mo Xiaolan against the cold wall, and spared no effort to grab Mo Xiaolan's neck.

Mo Xiaolan's face immediately flushed red.

"what……"

And at this moment, Qiao Yimo screamed suddenly, and fell backwards.

Mu Qingxun's heart tightened, and she caught Qiao Yimo from behind in time, pulled her into her arms, and hugged her tightly.

"Momo..."

Seeing Qiao Yimo lying unconscious in Mu Qingxun's arms, Mo Xiaolan's heart ached, and suddenly let out a wild roar, and raised her leg to ruthlessly kick Cheng Yin's abdomen.

Cheng Yin was in pain, and the strength in her hands relaxed a little.

Mo Xiaolan went crazy, she struggled to break away from Qing Yin's grip, and rushed towards Qiao Yimo.

Mu Qingxun stared at Mo Xiaolan with murderous eyes. Before he approached, he hugged Qiao Yimo horizontally and kicked Mo Xiaolan's chest with his leg. Mu Qingxun used nine layers of kicks. force!

"Um……"

Mo Xiaolan staggered back and hit the wall heavily.

Mu Qingxun didn't look at Mo Xiaolan again, with a cold face, she strode out with Qiao Yimo in her arms.

"Mu Qingyan, poof..."

As soon as Mo Xiaolan's voice came out, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Yin Yin, Professor Guo please!"

Mu Qing's cold voice came from outside.

Cheng Yin paused as she was about to move towards Mo Xiaolan, her bushy eyebrows furrowed slightly, annoyed at Mo Xiaolan who stared at Mo Xiaolan, who seemed to be dying.

With a snort of contempt, Cheng Yin stretched out his hand and flicked the area where Mo Xiaolan had just kicked him in the abdomen, turned around and walked out of the dark room, locked the door, and left.

The air fell into deathly silence, Mo Xiaolan fell to the floor, murmured "Momo", and passed out.

……

In Mu Qingxun's bedroom, Guo Jihong finished checking Qiao Yimo. He looked at Mu Qingxun standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a serious expression, staring at Mu Qingxun here, and said, "Miss Qiao's heartbeat is weak Should be greatly stimulated and overly sad
Pain caused. "

"Didn't you say that after taking the medicine and your superb hypnosis technique, she won't remember anything from the past? Why does she still remember Mo Xiaolan?" Mu Qing's voice was cold.

Guo Jihong's back trembled slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Mr. Mu, according to the research results and pharmacology, this is indeed the case. It's just that Miss Qiao must keep taking medicine and hypnosis for at least half a year if she is to be stimulated.
, it is very likely that all previous efforts will be wasted. "

"I watched her take the medicine, and you also came over regularly for hypnosis, but she still remembered Mo Xiaolan!" Mu Qingxin narrowed her eyes and her voice was calm.

Guo Jihong held his breath lightly, looked sideways at Qiao Yimo who was sleeping on the bed, hesitated a little, and said, "Is it possible that Ms. Qiao noticed something unusual and didn't really cooperate with my hypnosis. Or, the medicine I took... …Vomited

come out. "

Mu Qingxin's eyes moved slightly, she pondered for a while, and said in a cold voice, "So, she has already remembered everything from the past?"

"... This will not be known until Miss Qiao wakes up." Guo Jihong said cautiously.

Mu Qingyan's eyelashes drooped, and after a while, she said in a low voice, "Go out first, and come back when she wakes up."

"it is good."

Guo Jihong nodded and walked towards the door.

"if……"

Guo Jihong walked towards the door less than halfway, when Mu Qingxun's cool voice came from behind.

Guo Jihong stopped his legs slightly and turned to look at him.

Mu Qingxun also stared at Guo Jihong, her eyes were deep, "She recovered her previous memory, does it mean that her state will return to before she lost her memory?"

Guo Jihong was stunned, looking at Mu Qingxun with hesitant eyes, obviously, he was not sure either.

A ray of light in Mu Qing's pupils quickly dimmed, and an indistinct arc curled up at the corner of his mouth, like self-mockery, like bitterness, "Let's go."

Seeing this, Guo Jihong opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he still didn't say anything.

Because he knew that no matter what he said, he couldn't change the truth that was coming.

……

It was nearly eight o'clock at night.

Mu Qingxun sat by the bed, holding Qiao Yimo's soft little hand in one hand, his elegant and elegant face was full of calm waiting, but the black eyes he stared at Qiao Yimo were filled with lingering loneliness and loneliness.

"Qiao Qiao, I only have you! Only you, do you understand?" Mu Qingxun leaned over, her thin lips gently fell on Qiao Yimo's fair forehead, and whispered.

(End of this chapter)