I Love My Sweet Neighbor

This really hit Mu Qiaoyang's heart.

When he heard this, he looked up and sighed.

"Really, you know me best."

He turned around and pressed Xialong yue's shoulder, telling her to turn around, face to face. But there was no eye contact. Long Yue kept her head down while Mu Qiaoyang turned her eyes around.

Neither of them wanted to look into each other's eyes.

"How many years have passed since we left this house together?"

"Ten years. Almost ten years." Long Yue made a rough calculation in his mind.

"Yes, so many years have passed in a flash. We've all changed."

"Has it changed?"

"Yes. You've become beautiful. I'm getting old." Mu Qiaoyang suddenly added with a glib tongue.

Long Yue burst out laughing.

"I almost forgot. That's what you are. You've become so serious lately. It's unimaginable."

"I don't want that either. I really don't want to. But I have to do that."

He took off his tie again. Mu Qiaoyang was the kind of person who was naturally free and unrestrained. This kind of nine-to-five, often overtime work was too unsuitable for him. But the question now is whether anyone other than him can head to the Blue sky group. Therefore, he was also forced to fight, there was no other way.

Mu Qiaoyang said, "Actually, I have something to ask you today."

"What? You don't want me to go to the company, do you?"

"Yeah, how did you guess?"

Mu Qiaoyang was surprised.

In fact, Mu Qiaoyang's mind was not difficult to guess. It was just that he had never felt that way before.

Long Yue still refused.

"I don't want to go. I've already promised mom. I'll stay at home and take care of Qingtian. And, if possible, I want to give birth to Qingtian as soon as possible."

Mu Qiaoyang patted his head and shook it gently.

"Oh my god. This is actually coming from your mouth."

"Is it strange?"

"Yeah, it's weird. As the Mu family's longest time with you, I know you too well. Not only when you were in school, but also when you were treating and working abroad, you never had such an idea. You, you really think so."

"Yes." Long Yue replied in a low voice.

Mu Qiaoyang did not speak and took a step closer to her. Suddenly, his hands pressed on Long Yue's shoulders.

Long Yue, I know why you want to do this. You think you've lied to all of us. So you want to make amends, and you don't want to let go when you finally get your brother. She wanted to give birth to a child and make sure everything was settled. But..."

Mu Qiaoyang paused and continued.

"But I want to tell you. You don't have to feel guilty. What if he lied to us? You don't need to atone, because you are our family. It's too late for us to be happy that you didn't have that disease. Who has the time to be angry with you? You always feel like an outsider. That's why I feel so guilty. I'm telling you, it's totally unnecessary."

Mu Qiaoyang shook his fingers and said the last five words word by word.

Long Yue's tears flowed down her face. She wiped it.

"I'm sorry. It was my fault. Thank you."

Long Yue was a little incoherent and didn't know what to say.

Mu Qiaoyang patted her shoulder again, "Okay, go to sleep. I'm tired too."

He raised his head and looked upstairs.

"But shouldn't you be in brother's room?"

"I..." Long Yue blushed. Compared to Yan Waner and Mu Mu, Mu Qiaoyang was of the opposite sex.

Mu Qiaoyang smiled, "Okay. I won't ask. You can sleep as you like."

With that, Mu Qiaoyang went upstairs and went back to his room. Yan Waner was already waiting for him there. When he saw Mu Qiaoyang coming, he immediately opened the door, leaned against the door, lifted his hair, and made a very sexy gesture.

"Baby, I'm here."

Mu Qiaoyang rushed over, picked up Yan Waner, kicked the door shut.

If Mu Qiaoyang said he wanted to marry Yan Waner in the first place because of his drunken immorality, he would be responsible for what he did. But then, he gradually fell in love with this woman. This woman is not only beautiful, smart, but also very emotional.

"Hey, why don't you put me down?"

Yan Waner put his head on Mu Qiaoyang's shoulder and said softly.

"Okay."

With that, Mu Qiaoyang threw Yan Waner on the bed, and then she jumped up and pressed her down.

"Wait a minute, don't be so anxious. You haven't showered yet."

"I can't help it. I really don't want to take a bath. Let's do it this way."

Mu Qiaoyang began to undress, and Yan Waner giggled.

...

After a storm, both of them were tired, but still hugged each other sweetly.

"Qiao Yang, do you really like me?"

"What are you talking about? We're all like this. Do you think we're dating?" Mu Qiaoyang made a joke.

Yan Waner tilted his lips and smiled.

"Actually. I know, in the beginning, you used me as a substitute for Long Yue."

"Who said that? I..." Mu Qiaoyang wanted to deny it, but she swallowed it. He noticed Yan Waner's sharp, sword-like eyes and could not deceive her.

"Well, I was like this in the beginning. I admit, I've liked her since I was a child. But, as you can see, it's impossible."

Mu Qiaoyang meant that Long Yue was going to be Mu Qingtian's wife soon. Of course not.

Yan Waner nodded.

"Yes, I did. You're downstairs with your hands on Long Yue's shoulders. I see it."

Mu Qiaoyang was very embarrassed.

"That's not what I'm talking about. I mean, she's going to be my sister-in-law soon. Can I still have any thoughts about her?"

"I don't know. Won't you tell me? Back then, she was your brother's fiancee, and you went abroad with her."

Mu Qiaoyang hurriedly raised his hand and made a vow, "I swear. Although I went abroad with her, there was nothing between me and her. It was the same until now. Only brother and sister were strong. There was no relationship between men and women. I... Forget it. If you don't believe me, forget it."

Yan Waner giggled.

"All right, look at you. I do. Of course I do. And that was before. I won't mind."

Yan Waner's attitude relieved Mu Qiaoyang. He held Yan Waner in his arms.

"Wan er, maybe I met you in my life. It was fate in my previous life."

"I think it's fate in three lifetimes."

"Yes, we are also destined for three lives."

The two of them looked straight at each other and kissed each other affectionately.

Late at night, sweet people are sweet, lonely people are lonely.

For Mu Qingtian, neither.

His head hurts again. He had a dream. In his dream, he came to a place. It was a community. The houses in the community were very old, and he walked slowly as if someone was guiding him. Then he turned around and entered a building. On the first floor, there was a unit. He pushed the door open.

"Where is this?" He muttered to himself.

Suddenly, a voice came to mind.

"This is your home."