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Chapter 660 I Only Love You, Qiao Yimo

Mu Qingxun looked at it calmly. Qiao Yimo, who wrote "I didn't expect you to be such a person" on his face, pursed his lips, grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him, and said in a low voice, "It's already How about I apologize to you?"

Qiao Yimo was extremely speechless, and threw Mu Qingxun a "classic line" that is still active on the Internet with a cold face, "If an apology is useful, what do we need the police for?"

The corners of Mu Qingxun's mouth were curled into an arc that was neither deep nor shallow, and her eyes were deep and tender as she stared at Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo's face couldn't help getting hot when he watched him, his eyes flickered unnaturally, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Qiao Qiao, what makes you angry is that I didn't ask for your permission, not that I have a physical relationship with me, right?" Mu Qingxun said slowly.

Qiao Yimo's cheekbones seemed to have been smeared with two dots of plateau red suddenly, and she stared at Mu Qingxun with wide-eyed eyes.

Seeing this, the corners of Mu Qingxin's eyes were filled with joyful arcs, and she scratched Qiao Yimo's white chin with a long finger, which made Qiao Yimo's breathing hard for several degrees, and goosebumps Woke up.

……

"Professor Guo will go to Fengyuan to check on you later. Before that, if you want to go back to your room and continue to rest, you should go to the study with me for a while."

After eating, Mu Qingxun put one arm on Qiao Yimo's shoulder, using her as a crutch.

Qiao Yimo stared at him distastefully, with a dissatisfied expression, but she resisted saying nothing, which made Mu Qingxin feel better, so she put her body weight on her shoulders, "Well, I want to go back to the room to rest, Or accompany me to the study?"

Qiao Yimo's body was already unwell. When he pressed down like this, he felt that his feet were floating on the floor, and his whole body was falling, "Ah Qing, you, take your arms away."

Qiao Yimo couldn't bear it anymore and hummed softly.

Mu Qingxun looked down at her, her eyes were smudged with stars, she seemed to be in a really good mood.

He didn't take it away, but loosened his grip, grasped her sagging shoulders, and with a little force, he easily hugged her into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her on the top of her hair, "Forget it, let's go with her." I'll go to the study."

Who wants to go to the study with you?

Qiao Yimo raised the corner of her eyelashes and glanced at him, humming in her heart.

Afterwards, the two switched positions, and Qiao Yimo put two-thirds of his weight on Mu Qingxun's body, letting him walk upstairs with his arms around him with peace of mind.

Mu Qingxun looked at her like this, shook her head helplessly and dotingly, "Little lazy cat."

……

In the study, Mu Qingxuan patted her head, "If you're bored, find a book to read."

Qiao Yimo nodded and walked towards the bookshelf.

Mu Qingxun looked at Qiao Yimo softly, saw her standing in front of the bookshelf, carefully selecting books, and then went to the executive chair and sat down.

Just as he sat down, his cell phone rang.

Mu Qingxun took out the phone and glanced at it, her expression didn't fluctuate, and when she took it to her ear to answer, she turned her eyes to Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo held a thick ancient Chinese medicine book in his hand, and stood in front of the bookshelf to flip through it.

Mu Qingxun's eyes froze on the ancient book in Qiao Yimo's hand for two or three seconds, and then moved to Qiao Yimo's face.

Qiao Yimo's expression was serious, with a thin light in his eyes, as if he was very interested in the ancient Chinese medicine books in his hand.

Mu Qing closed her eyes, and said to the phone, "Zheng Bochao is an old man under my father's command. Since he is the candidate recommended by my father, let's stay instead of looking at the monk's face and the Buddha's face. As for the appointment, you can decide."

During the whole call, Mu Qingxun only said this sentence.

After finishing the call, Mu Qingxuan casually put the phone on the desk, looked at Qiao Yimo with clear eyes, "There are some complicated ancient characters on it, can you understand it?"

"Of course." Qiao Yimo glanced at Mu Qingxun, walked to the sofa with the book in her hands, sat cross-legged on it, put the book on her lap, and read it intently.

Mu Qing pursed her lips and looked at Qiao Yimo's eyes, which were as deep as the sea.

……

About an hour and a half later, Guo Jihong arrived in Fengyuan, and Qiao Yimo went with him to the room on the third floor.

In the room, Qiao Yimo was lying on the massage chair as usual.

And Guo Jihong always took out the pocket watch from his pocket after chatting with her habitually.

Qiao Yimo looked at the pocket watch in Guo Jihong's hand, and for some reason, a deeper and stronger resistance suddenly appeared in his heart than before.

But she didn't show the slightest repulsion on her face, and cooperated with Guo Jihong's request.

Half an hour later, Guo Jihong glanced at Qiao Yimo who was in a deep sleep, put away the pocket watch in his hand, turned and walked out of the room.

The sound of the door opening and closing could be heard. Qiao Yimo, who was on the massage chair, exhaled slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

……

At nine o'clock in the night, Qiao Yimo "woke up" in Mu Qingxun's bedroom. She shook her head and sat up on the bed.

Looking around the dimly lit room, Qiao Yimo got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash his face briefly, then left the bedroom, planning to go downstairs to find something to eat.

Don't want to just walk out of the door of the bedroom, and see Yan Yin standing on the side like a wooden stake, Qiao Yimo was slightly surprised, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but look at Yan Yin twice.

"Miss Qiao, do you want to eat now?" Cheng Yin asked with a serious look.

"...Mmm." Qiao Yimo nodded.

"I'll ask the servant to prepare it immediately." After Cheng Yin finished speaking, she strode downstairs with a very special walking posture...Young and Dangerous.

Qiao Yimo rubbed his nose and felt that he also had a sense of humor.

……

restaurant.

Qiao Yimo sat on the seat, seeing that the seats on both sides of her were empty out of the corner of her eye, she was not used to it.

So, is she used to someone's company now?

Without him, she felt... something was missing.

Qiao Yimo picked up the chopsticks, thought for a while, but still couldn't hold back, and asked, "Yin Yin, where is Ah Qing? Has he eaten yet?"

"Mr. Mu is out." Cheng Yin replied.

"Oh." Qiao Yimo also said that he was used to this, so he didn't say anything.

After dinner.

Qiao Yimo planned to go for a walk in the garden to digest food.

Walking out of the door, Qiao Yimo found that Cheng Yin was still following her, and felt a little strange, so she stopped and turned to look at Cheng Yin.

When she looked at him, Cheng Yin suddenly lowered her head.

"...By the way, Cheng Yin, where is Ling Yin? Why are you following me today?" Qiao Yimo said.

"Ling Yin has something to go out, and she won't be back in a few days. Before Ling Yin came back, Mr. Mu asked me to protect Miss Qiao." Yin Yin replied.

Cheng Yin's "protection" made Qiao Yimo think of Mo Xiaolan who broke into her room last night...

The sparkle in Qiao Yimo's eyes flashed quickly, he turned his head and walked forward, "Qing Yin, who is Mo Xiaolan who broke into my room last night?"

Yan Yin's resolute face suddenly tensed, his lips were drawn into a line, and he didn't return.

After a few seconds, Qiao Yimo stopped again, turned around and stared at Cheng Yin.

Cheng Yin hurriedly took two steps back, keeping a distance from Qiao Yimo.

Although Qiao Yimo was already aware of their attitude of avoiding him, she was still a little depressed.

If she hadn't been decent-looking, they would have thought she was too ugly, and they didn't want to get close to her!
"I'm just curious about who this Mo Xiaolan who is holding me hostage is, you won't be so frightened?" Qiao Yimo said helplessly, spreading her hands.

Cheng Yin lowered her eyes, "If Ms. Qiao wants to know who Mo Xiaolan is, it's safer to ask Mr. Mu directly."

It's not that Qiao Yimo didn't think about asking Mu Qingxun, but she had a hunch that even if she asked, Mu Qingxun would not tell her.Or, even if told, it is only an ambiguous answer.

Qiao Yimo looked at Cheng Yin, and understood in her heart that she could not "pry" the answer she wanted from Cheng Yin's mouth, so she did not continue to ask, but changed the question and said, "Okay, I won't ask you This is it. But I'm going to ask next

Yes, you have to tell me, otherwise I will tell Mu Qingxun that when you were protecting me, your attitude was not correct and half-hearted! "

Well, she admits, she's getting a little mean!
Cheng Yin twitched the corners of her mouth, and stared at Qiao Yimo with aggrieved eyes.

Qiao Yimo coughed and said, "Where did you take Mo Xiaolan last night? No..."

Qiao Yimo stretched out his hand and wiped his neck.

Cheng Yin resisted not rolling her eyes, and said as if she didn't want to say anything but was forced to speak, "You think too much!"

Qiao Yimo also thinks this is impossible, killing people is to pay for their lives, okay?
But hearing his answer, Qiao Yimo's heart sank and she felt relieved.

rest assured?

Qiao Yimo was slightly taken aback.

It's strange how I feel this way!

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"Momo, I made this pair of rings with my own hands, with your and my name written on them. Now we wear them for each other, and we swear that no matter what happens in our life, we will never abandon each other and love each other forever..."

"Qiao Yimo, you said that you are a girl from every family, what kind of Chinese medicine is you studying, it is boring to you! If you want me to say, you should choose an easy major casually, and pass the university. Once we graduate, we will be together. Get married, you are responsible for the beauty

It is enough for Ruhua to give birth to a son for me, and I will support you and my son! "

"Qiao Yimo, I love you. I, Mo Xiaolan, only love you, Qiao Yimo, in my life. You are my heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney, Mo Xiaolan. Without you, Qiao Yimo, I, Mo Xiaolan, would be dead. !"

"Joe Mo, Joe Mo..."

"Momo, Momo, my Momo..."

"Alan..."

The moment the trembling and hoarse voice escaped from Qiao Yimo's lips, Qiao Yimo's eyes covered with tears slowly opened.

The stinging pain in her heart made her hold her chest involuntarily, and Qiao Yimo could feel her throat trembling, even sobbing.

alan...

Qiao Yimo covered her wet face with her hands, her heart was filled with great sadness.

She turned sideways and curled herself up, she felt so sad, so sad... She wanted to cry, wanted to cry.

"Ugh..."

Qiao Yimo hugged herself tightly, shivering.

pat.

The door was unscrewed from the outside at this moment.

Joey froze.

Hasty footsteps came towards her, followed by her being picked up from the bed and falling into a warm and firm chest.

Qiao Yimo's sobbing stopped abruptly.

The bedside lamp came on.

Qiao Yimo subconsciously turned her face into the chest.

However, in the next second, it was broken out by the man's wide palm rest.

Looking into the man's well-known eyes dimly, Qiao Yimo's soft white face was suddenly covered with a layer of confusion.

"Having a nightmare again?" Mu Qingxun frowned slightly, softly staring at Qiao Yimo, and said in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)