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Chapter 895 Jojo, I'll Show You All
Qiao Yimo looked down at the car, subconsciously took a step back, turned around and was about to walk away.

The car door slid down at the right time, and Qiao Yimo glanced at the car window inadvertently, and her leaning body suddenly stopped, her eyes wide open, staring straight at the man sitting calmly in the driver's seat.

The man was dressed casually, with a simple white shirt and black trousers. The cuffs were pushed and pulled twice casually, revealing his forearm, which was slightly whiter than the average man's complexion. superior
, raised his eyebrows lightly, looking at her indifferently and deeply.

... It's still the most memorable look in my memory!
Qiao Yimo pinched his palms unconsciously, his eyes flashed a thin layer of warmth, and the strong sense of powerlessness derived from the overly turbulent and complicated emotions in his heart made Qiao Yimo seem to be calm at this moment calm.

"Jojo, long time no see."

As the man's mellow and gentle voice blew into her eardrums like a drizzle and a breeze, the man's clear and soft eyebrows stretched out warmly and shallowly like a slow motion movie, and were imprinted in Qiao Yimo's pupils.

Qiao Yimo felt that what he really wanted to tell you was not "Qiao Qiao, long time no see", but - "Qiao Qiao, I miss you"!
……

"What you said doesn't count?"

In the car, Qiao Yimo looked at Mu Qingxun who was staring at him silently and deeply, and said.

"What did I say?"

Mu Qingxun leaned forward, stretched out her hand and grabbed Qiao Yimo's hand, ignoring Qiao Yimo's violent struggle as if suddenly startled, clutched it, looked at her with a slight smile, and hummed.

He just held her hand, but Qiao Yimo clearly felt her heart tremble violently.

Qiao Yimo gasped, bit her mouth, her eyes were red, and she gestured with one hand, "Say, let go!"

Mu Qingxun frowned, looking at Qiao Yimo's black eyes still with a soft and tolerant smile, her thin lips pulled a slight arc of complaint, and whispered, "Why do you think I really intend to let you go?" you? how much i love you
Excuse me, I thought you knew.Heh...don't let it go, I won't let it go for the rest of my life. "

Qiao Yimo's eyes were wide open, she stared at Mu Qingxun in disbelief and extremely speechless, and even vaguely revealed that she blamed her for taking his words for real and her handsome face.

"This should be the longest time we've been apart since we met. Didn't see me for three or four months, miss me?"

Mu Qingxun didn't know how to do it. While speaking, she held Qiao Yimo's hand and pulled him towards him. Qiao Yimo turned half a circle in the narrow carriage and sat in Mu Qingxun's arms. .

Qiao Yimo, "..." was stunned.

Mu Qing let out a long and low sigh, wrapped her arms around Qiao Yimo's stiff body, rested Xiuya's chin on Qiao Yimo's shoulder, softly blinked her black eyelashes, and murmured softly, "Finally, I'm at ease. "

Qiao Yimo was tense and looked down at Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qingxun's arms around her tightened tighter and tighter, as if she wanted to hug her into his body.

The sound of his breathing was the same as the breath emanating from his body, soothing and clearing into her ears and nose.

Qiao Yimo's heart was trembling, and he twisted tightly.

It seemed that what sat under her buttocks was not his legs, but volcanic magma, scorching her nerves and soul violently.

Mu Qingxun, Mu Qingxun, what on earth are you going to do?What exactly do you want?
……

When the car drove into the big brown and black iron gate of Fengyuan at a constant speed, the heart in Qiao Yimo's left heart was immediately locked into a bottomless black hole.

If he saw a ghost in the United States and knew that he didn't really intend to let go, Qiao Yimo was only angry, panicked, and confused.

If it was said that seeing Deng Meng and the others he sent at the airport, Qiao Yimo was just panicked, and faintly guessed what she was about to face next with despair and powerlessness.

If he did not forcibly order Deng Meng and others to take her away from the airport as she expected, but let her and Hu Zhiqi leave the airport unexpectedly, Qiao Yimo just felt surprised and treated him strangely Uneasy behavior...

Then when she saw him sitting in the car at the entrance of the restaurant, looking at her calmly and calmly, Qiao Yimo no longer felt angry, confused, anxious, and hopeless, because these would not change the result in any way.

She's...a little tired.

No matter how much he went through in the past, Qiao Yimo never gave up on life or anyone.

But now, she thinks so.

He can do whatever he wants.

She doesn't want to toss anymore, it's so tiring!

The car parked in front of the villa.

Qiao Yimo sat leaning against the car seat, with his head pressed against the back of the car, silently looking out the car window, breathing as thinly as a lifeless and delicate doll.

Mu Qingxun stared at her, and after a few seconds, he unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door to get out of the car, walked to the passenger door, opened it, bent over and pulled off the seat belt in front of Qiao Yimo, and hugged him horizontally. up.

As her body fell into the man's broad chest, Qiao Yimo just raised her eyelids and looked at Mu Qingxun indifferently.

Mu Qingxun carried her into the door and went straight to the master bedroom on the second floor.

"Wash first and then rest? Or are you tired and want to rest first, and then wash after you wake up?" When Mu Qingxun kicked the door, she looked down at Qiao Yimo in her arms and said softly.

Qiao Yimo's eyes were bright, but she seemed to be expressionless when she looked carefully. Looking at Mu Qingxun, she calmly gestured lazily with her hands, "I'm tired and want to sleep, but I don't want to sleep here. I'm going to the next room."

"Just sleep here, okay?" Mu Qingxun said coaxingly, pulling her lips.

Qiao Yimo frowned, pursed her lips, and closed her eyes.

It's clear that I don't want to talk to him.

Mu Qingxun stared at her intently for a few seconds, then turned around with Qiao Yimo in her arms, and went to the bedroom next door, the bedroom she had lived in before, at her request.

……

"Jojo, Jojo, wake up, wake up..."

Qiao Yimo slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a magnified handsome face.

Qiao Yimo had a dream that she hadn't had for a long, long time. Even when she was awake, she didn't dare to recall the scene in the dream.

The chest covered by the thin blanket rose and fell violently, the white forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and the brows were frowning nervously. She looked at Mu Qingyuan's thin face without blinking, without blinking for a long time.

Mu Qingxun looked the same, looked at Qiao Yimo with restrained emotions, reached out to wipe the sweat on her forehead, and said softly, "Dreams are just dreams, they are not real."

Qiao Yimo took a few breaths, blinked her eyelashes, which were darker with sweat, and looked away from Mu Qingxun's face to look at the clock on the wall.

Unexpectedly, it was past 50:[-] in the evening...

She has been sleeping since the afternoon when the garden was closed, and has been sleeping until now? !
But, it's almost ten o'clock, why is he still in her room?

Qiao Yimo swallowed, frowned and glanced at Mu Qingxun.

"I've given you some supper. You're so sleepy that you didn't eat much. I asked the kitchen to prepare a midnight snack. You get up and go to the bathroom to wash up. When you come out, I'll take you to the restaurant to eat some more."

Mu Qingxun said lightly.

Hearing her say that he fed him some for dinner, Qiao Yimo couldn't help but think of her "possessing special skills", her little face twitched.

……

Qiao Yimo went to the bathroom and cleaned it hastily. When she came out of the bathroom, she dressed neatly and saw Mu Qingxun standing in front of the bedside table, holding a black mobile phone in her big bony hands.

Qiao Yimo glanced at the mobile phone in his hand, and the corners of his mouth sank.

Well, the mobile phone in his hand belongs to her!
"Okay?" Mu Qing put the phone back on the bedside table freely, and turned her head to look at Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo's eyes were cold and unhappy, and he raised his hand and said, "What are you doing with my phone? Do you know what it means to respect other people's privacy?"

"You can look at my mobile phone as you like." Mu Qingxun said, walking towards Qiao Yimo.

As soon as he approached, Qiao Yimo instantly felt that the lights were covered by him.

Qiao Yimo was sullen, her brows were sternly locked, and she wanted to say something at first, but now she suddenly didn't want to say anything, and was too lazy to say anything.

So, Qiao Yimo stepped aside and was about to walk away from him.

"You haven't looked at my phone yet."

Mu Qingxun grabbed Qiao Yimo's arm, pulled Qiao Yimo back, and put the sticker in front of him.

Qiao Yimo breathed hard, his face was hot, his lips were tight and he struggled to back away.

"Come on, let me show you my phone."

Mu Qingxun even smiled lightly, the thin lines at the corners of her eyes glowed extremely sexy and attractive, she held Qiao Yimo domineeringly, and took out the phone from her pocket with the other hand, slipped her fingertips, and the phone The screen is in Joey's panic

Ran's pupils lit up.

Qiao Yimo was gasping for breath, her face was flushed red, she couldn't move, she gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at Mu Qing, who had a mischievous look on her face.

"Okay."

Mu Qingxun pulled Qiao Yimo, quickly let go of the big hand holding her arm, and quickly put her long arm around Qiao Yimo's slender waist, and lifted him gently, trapping Qiao Yimo in the crook of his arms.

He lowered the phone screen a bit, narrowed his eyes at the little woman who was almost smoking with anger, and said softly, "Look at the address book first, did you see it? There are also text messages, look... look out What's coming? Huh? Jojo~~
"

Qiao Yimo was trembling with anger, what kind of craziness was he smoking?

If she knew he would do this, she would pretend not to see him flipping through her phone!

"Contacts, text messages, WeChat... I've read everything I need to read, what else haven't I seen?"

Mu Qing's thin lips were pressed against Qiao Yimo's blushing forehead, and there was a thick smile in her black eyes, but hidden in this thick smile, there seemed to be something else...sorrow, or forbearance.

"Oh, I remembered, there is an encrypted file in my mobile phone, I'll show you, all of them."

Qiao Yimo pinched the tight muscles on his waist unbearably.

"Jojo, look, it's open."

Mu Qingxun brought the phone screen closer to Qiao Yimo's eyes, and her smiling low voice suddenly became calm at this moment.

Qiao Yimo... didn't want to watch it!
Mu Qingxun stared at her steadfastly, Qiao Yimo glanced over there in refusal, and he moved the phone there, stubbornly insisting that Qiao Yimo check it.

Qiao Yimo was about to explode from his annoyance.

No way, I suppressed my eyes and stared...

However, in the next second, Qiao Yimo's pupils trembled and she froze in his arms.

She actually saw——

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(End of this chapter)