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Chapter 678 Missing her like crazy

Mu Qingxun followed his word, and that night, Ghost Ying, who was out on errands, found the mansion, and after reconciling with the two, Mu Qingxun asked Ghost Ying to mobilize a private jet to send Qiao Yimo back to Tongshi.

Time is like running water, passing by in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, it was August [-]th, that is to say, tomorrow was the wedding ceremony of Qiao Yimo and Mo Xiaolan.

Qiao An rushed back to Tong City three days ago, and spent three days decorating his home, creating a festive scene where red happy characters can be seen everywhere.

In the evening, Qiao An cooks for himself and cooks a table of Qiao Yimo's favorite dishes.During the meal, Qiao An kept giving Qiao Yi some vegetables, but he didn't speak much.

Qiao Yimo saw the reddish corners of Qiao An's eyes a few times, but she just pretended she didn't see anything.

After dinner, Qiao Yimo took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower. As soon as he returned to the bedroom, he heard the sound of whispering from the window.

Qiao Yimo's heart tightened suddenly, her clear pupils widened, and she stared straight at the window.

Snapped--

The window was pushed back, and a tall figure jumped in from the window.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

"Silly?"

Mo Xiaolan raised her eyebrows triumphantly, walked over swaggeringly, tapped the tip of Qiao Yimo's nose with her fingers, and laughed.

Joy swallowed her throat, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, she thought...

"Where's our dad? Sleeping?"

Mo Xiaolan didn't notice Qiao Yimo's strangeness, and while reaching out to lock the bedroom door behind her, she said in a low voice.

Qiao Yimo exhaled invisibly, frowned her delicate eyebrows, and poked Mo Xiaolan's chest with a white and soft finger, "Mo Xiaolan, who told you to climb the window? Do you know that this is the eighth floor? very dangerous?!"

Mo Xiaolan embraced Qiao Yimo's slender waist, buried her handsome face into Qiao Yimo's neck, which was filled with the faint fragrance of shower gel, her lips scraped Qiao Yimo's tender skin from time to time, and said humbly, "I want to see you, I really think about it tonight."

"You can't climb the window if you want to see it! The doors of our house are not decorations, why are all of them..." They didn't take the usual way.

The last few words, Qiao Yimo stopped in time, did not say it, but slightly pursed her pink lips.

"Everyone what?"

Mo Xiaolan breathed a little rough, pressed her lips to Qiao Yimo's ear, panted, and said in a hoarse voice, "Momo, you smell so good, is it the scent of shower gel, or your body fragrance? It must be your body fragrance ..."

The corners of Joey Mo's mouth twitched, and he pushed his shoulder, "You came to see me through the window at night just to say these nonsense things to me?"

"Heh." Mo Xiaolan smiled and hugged Qiao Yimo tightly, "Momo, my Momo, you are finally going to marry me."

Qiao Yimo was so helpless that he wanted to laugh, and reached out to hug his broad back, "Yes, I'm finally going to marry you. From now on, you, Young Master Mo, will bid farewell to the life of a single nobleman and step into the cage of marriage. Mr. Mo, you now

It's still too late to regret. "

"Cage?" Mo Xiaolan pinched the softness on Qiao Yimo's waist and hummed, "You actually said that my married life is a cage! Qiao Yimo, to be honest, don't you want to marry me so early? Do you still want to play more and see more?
wrong? "

Qiao Yimo's waist trembled slightly, he hurriedly grabbed his big hand, dodged away from him with a flexible body, walked two steps forward quickly, then turned his head and smiled at Mo Xiaolan, "Master Mo, you Don't forget, your esteemed mother said,

The bride and groom cannot meet the day before the wedding.You secretly came to see me now, if you let my aunt know, I will be miserable! "

Mo Xiaolan snorted, put her hands in her pockets, leaned evilly against the door, and stared at Qiao Yimo with squinted eyes, "I sneaked to see you, my mother wants to blame me, what are you doing?"

"You are my aunt's precious son, so she is naturally reluctant to be harsh. But I am different." Qiao Yimo said with her hands behind her back and her head tilted.

Mo Xiaolan curled her lips, stood up straight and walked towards Qiao Yimo, "As long as I, Mo Xiaolan, are around for a day, no one will try to bully you, not even my mother, even if it's for me."

Qiao Yimo's heart trembled slightly, and he looked at him.

Mo Xiaolan stood in front of her, her pupils were inlaid with the brightest star in the night, fixedly staring at Qiao Yimo, her voice was mellow and serious, "Momo, promise me, you will definitely not run away tomorrow." !"

"..." At first, Qiao Yimo thought she had heard it wrong, but it took two or three seconds before she realized that she hadn't heard it wrong.

The black line slid down from his forehead, Qiao Yimo looked at Mo Xiaolan's stern and serious face silently, and sighed, "Mo Xiaolan, if I run away from marriage tomorrow, then I might be crazy, really, I'm not out of my mind It's working! Other than that,

Unless you repent of the marriage, I will never run away from the marriage! "

"How could I regret my marriage?!"

Mo Xiaolan knocked on Qiao Yimo's forehead and roared angrily.

Qiao Yimo's eyelids twitched, and he quickly glanced at the door, "My dad heard it!"

Mo Xiaolan frowned and pursed her thin lips, but she still looked at Qiao Yimo with angry eyes.

Qiao Yimo was funny and angry, "Mo Xiaolan, you first said that I had empathized with you, and then you said that I escaped marriage. You're going to be mad at me!"

Mo Xiaolan's ears were a little red, and her lips were pursed even tighter.

Seeing that he rarely showed an embarrassed look, Qiao Yimo was about to embarrass him.

I heard him say in a low voice, "Do you still remember that time when we went to Yuelao Temple in the third year of junior high school?"

How could she forget?

At that time, not long after Qiao's mother passed away, Qiao An had just left Tong City, and Qiao Yimo was depressed all day long, crying and coughing... In order to take her out, Mo Xiaolan tried every means to take her out to play and make her happy.

Touching the softest part of Qiao Yimo's heart, Qiao Yimo looked at Mo Xiaolan's eyes and became tender and moved. She stretched out her hand to hold Mo Xiaolan's big hand, and whispered, "Of course I remember."

Mo Xiaolan looked down at her holding her hand, pursed her lips, and continued, "The Yuelao Temple is said to be miraculous, and it is very effective."

"...So what?" Qiao Yimo didn't quite understand.

Mo Xiaolan's ears turned even redder. After a pause for two or three seconds, she said, "I also asked for a lottery, which was about you and me."

"You begged?" Qiao Yimo remembered that she had asked Mo Xiaolan at that time, but Mo Xiaolan had a look of contempt on her face, saying that he didn't believe in ghosts and gods at all.

She thought he didn't ask for it at all.

Mo Xiaolan stared at Qiao Yimo's eyes with a bit of depression and a rare blush, "Yeah."

Joey's eyes widened.

Mo Xiaolan lowered her head, pressed her forehead against Qiao Yimo's, her pupils locked on Qiao Yimo's eyes, and said in an extremely depressed voice, "The signature is not good, it says you and I are not a good match, and it says you will meet your lover one day
leave me. "

Qiao Yimo, "..." Nonsense!
That's right, Qiao Yimo still thinks she's talking nonsense!
How could she leave Mo Xiaolan?Except for Mo Xiaolan, she never thought of being with other men!
"Momo, I can't lose you! You must be mine, and you must be with me!" Mo Xiaolan suddenly hugged Qiao Yimo, her face tensed, and she stared at Qiao Yimo with cruelty and determination.

Qiao Yimo's heart trembled, he took a light breath, raised his other hand, and stroked his back from behind, "How could you lose me? We said that we should be together forever and never separate. So no matter what happens nothing, i won't

Leaving you! "

"Ok!"

Mo Xiaolan said heavily, "Momo, you will be my Mo Xiaolan's wife after tomorrow, and I don't have to worry about you leaving me and being with another man."

Qiao Yimo leaned her face against Mo Xiaolan's chest, and said with some distress, "Mo Xiaolan, you are stupid, do you know that? You are the only idiot in the world who really believes in those baseless prophecies .”

If Mo Xiaolan didn't say anything today, Qiao Yimo might never understand the reason why Mo Xiaolan was concerned about her gains and losses and "guarded against death".

But now that she knows, she only feels sad and distressed!
Mo Xiaolan is not a person who is like a soldier, and she doesn't think he is a person who believes in ghosts and gods.

The reason why he believed in the so-called marriage sign was because he cared about her more than anyone else!
Qiao Yimo buried her face deeper into Mo Xiaolan's chest, listening to his beating heart, her heart was very calm and peaceful.

With him, she doesn't have to try her best to guess whether he likes her or whether he will leave her.Because his love and care for her is always so clear and warm.

"Momo, I love you, I will love you all my life, only you." Mo Xiaolan hugged Qiao Yimo tightly, and whispered clearly and firmly in her ear.

Qiao Yimo blinked the moved tears at the corner of her eyes, raised her lips, "Yes."

……

After Mo Xiaolan left, Qiao Yimo lay on the bed, looking at the pure white wedding dress hanging in the room, her clear eyes gleamed with longing in the dim light.

I don't know how long I watched like this, Qiao Yimo's eyelids slowly rolled down, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and fell asleep.

A small sound came from the window, like a breeze accidentally disturbing.

The dark figure jumped to the window like a sensitive beast, and then fell lightly from the window to the ground, making only a very weak sound.

The figure slowly approached the big bed where Qiao Yimo was lying, and when he reached the side of the bed, he stopped in time, his dark and deep pupils hooked on Qiao Yimo's fair little face exposed from the quilt.

His arms hanging on both sides of his body seemed to be restrained against his body, and his hands were slowly curled up and clenched tightly.

The eyes he stared at Qiao Yimo changed from deep and deep at the beginning to restrained.

The tall figure slowly bent down, one long arm passed behind Qiao Yimo's neck, and the other arm wrapped around Qiao Yimo's waist from the front.

Then, he lifted Qiao Yimo from the bed and was carried up.

Qiao Yimo was in the man's arms, as light and fragile as a swallow, as if if he put a little more force on his arms, she would fold in his hands.

The man lowered his eyes and stared deeply at Qiao Yimo's charming sleeping face. His face was no longer the usual indifferent and indifferent, but full of patience, restraint, uncontrollable unwillingness and raging plunder...

He was also confused and inexplicable by his terrible possessive desire for her, but no matter how confused he was, how he suppressed, and diverted his attention, he couldn't make this unprecedented desire to possess someone and get someone
Thoughts disappear!
He wants her, wants him and even feels a little crazy...

(End of this chapter)