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Chapter 683 Jojo, I will never let you go

Seeing that Qiao Yimo's frowning eyebrows were still unfurled, Mu Qingxun patiently kissed the corners of her eyes and cheeks, waiting for her to adapt.

Mu Qingxun pinched Qiao Yimo's waist, exhaled heavily, found her lips, and kissed her hard, "Qiao Qiao, I will never let you go, even if you hate me, I will never let you go." No!"

……

It was three or four hours after Guo Jihong prepared the antidote and delivered it.

In fact, whether there is an antidote or not doesn't make any difference to Mu Qingxun, after all...he can do it!
After taking the medicine for Qiao Yimo, she fell asleep.

Mu Qingxun was wearing a silver-gray nightgown, which was tied loosely, revealing a large and firm chest. He was half leaning on the head of the bed, his clear face was stained with a few streaks of red, and his deep eyes were full of tenderness. There is a soft mist floating, every time

Staring at Qiao Yimo lying on the bed.

And his big hand held Qiao Yimo's hand reluctantly, kneading her joints with his fingertips, holding her hand from time to time, and putting it on his lips to kiss.

If you look carefully, you can see the corners of his thin mouth, with a shallow arc of satisfaction hanging from beginning to end.

……

The yard in front of the garden gate.

Cheng Yin frowned and looked at the attitude of the master. Standing in front of him, Long Yinling said in a low voice, "Although the boss has entrusted me with many things recently, I only know these things. The rest , if the boss didn't

If there is a statement, I will be the same as you, and I have no way of knowing! "

"So even you don't know the origin of that Miss Qiao?" Long Yinling stared at Cheng Yin with cold eyes.

"Yes!" Cheng Yin said.

Long Yinling frowned sharply, squinted at Cheng Yin, "But yes, the boss is thoughtful and unpredictable, if he doesn't want us to know, we would never have thought of it. But since the boss put this Qiao Xiao

My sister brought back Fengyuan, and everyone is here, so it's not difficult to know something. "

Cheng Yin stared at Long Yinling, her lips were tightly pressed together, and she didn't say anything.

Long Yinling glanced at Cheng Yin inexplicably, straightened his back, turned around and walked towards the gate, leaving Cheng Yin with a haughty and conceited back.

Cheng Yin couldn't help scoffing coldly.

……

After ten o'clock at night, Qiao Yimo's body temperature had already returned to normal, but she was still lethargic, with no sign of waking up.

After Guo Jihong sent the antidote, Mu Qingxun worried that Qiao Yimo would have adverse reactions after taking the medicine, so he asked Guo Jihong to stay in Fengyuan.

Seeing that Qiao Yimo showed no signs of sobriety, Mu Qingxun was not at ease, so she called Guo Jihong to check on Qiao Yimo.

When Guo Jihong entered the room, Long Yinling also followed.

Since Mu Qingxun brought Qiao Yimo into the master bedroom, she has never left the master bedroom.

When Long Yinling came in, she immediately saw Mu Qingxun sitting on the head of the bed, holding Qiao Yimo's hand with her big bony hand, looking at Qiao Yimo with focused and worried eyes, her profile was rarely seen Seeing seriousness and tension.

Long Yinling's hands, which were calmly hanging by her side, clenched slightly.

Guo Jihong checked Qiao Yimo responsibly, and at the end, looking into Mu Qingxun's worried and questioning eyes, he said, "The medicine Miss Qiao took has serious side effects, plus...excessive physical exertion, excessive Tired, so I lead

Miss Qiao fell asleep.Don't worry, as soon as Miss Qiao recovers, she will wake up naturally. "

Although Guo Jihong said so, Mu Qingxun was still worried, and pursed her thin lips lightly, "Are you sure?"

Guo Jihong was slightly taken aback, saying that this was the first time his medical skills were questioned by him.

Guo Jihong couldn't help but look at Qiao Yimo again, he probably knew Qiao Yimo's position in Mu Qingxun's heart, took a slight breath, and said seriously, "I'm sure."

Mu Qingxun lowered her gaze, fixedly looked at Qiao Yimo, and said in a low voice, "Yin Ling, arrange for Professor Guo to stay in Fengyuan tonight."

Guo Jihong, "..." So, he just said that he was so sure that Miss Qiao would be fine, so it was for nothing, right?Does Miss Qiao have to wake up before he believes what he said is true?Guo Jihong expressed a little grievance!

Long Yinling was obedient, and her throat slid down. In front of Mu Qingxun, she did not show the slightest emotion. She looked at Qiao Yimo on the bed, and said to Guo Jihong, "Professor Guo, please follow me."

Guo Jihong sighed, what else could he do except obey?

Who made him become the personal doctor of the Mu family!
……

Qiao Yimo woke up at nearly eleven o'clock the next morning.

The first thing you see when you open your eyes is a clean face.

Qiao Yimo was a little dazed, her clear eyes were filled with the haze and sleepiness of just waking up from a long sleep, she looked at the face of the man in front of her, her brain was as dull as if broken.

Suddenly, the man in front of him opened his eyes, and the moment his eyes suddenly met, Qiao Yimo's heart trembled, and his already big and round eyes widened, and he stared at the man foolishly.

The man seemed to sigh in a low voice, and then he seemed to be relieved. Then, in his deep eyes, there was an intoxicating tenderness, and his handsome face leaned towards her.

Qiao Yimo held her breath slightly, feeling his warm forehead against hers, and the shallow breath overflowing from his lips slowly sprayed on her lips and chin.

Qiao Yimo felt as if she was fascinated by some ghost. When his clear voice blew into her ears, she felt that the illusion was unreal, "Finally woke up. If you don't wake up again, I call Guo Jihong that old

The quack doctor gave..."

Mu Qingxun didn't say what to give, but it probably wasn't some gentle words.

Mu Qingxun raised her hand, caressing Qiao Yimo's hair by her ear, looking tenderly at her ignorant face, and said softly, "Are you hungry?"

Qiao Yimo stared at Mu Qingxun. Gradually, her heart beat faster, her breathing became short and sharp, and her pupils became wider and wider. However, her eyes were no longer psychedelic and hazy, but It's horror.

Mu Qingxun saw that her complexion did not change, but her deep eyes were overwhelmed, and suddenly his big hand next to her ear slipped down, hugging Qiao Yimo's stiff neck, and the thin lips floating on her lips, Pressed down without hesitation.

"Well……"

Qiao Yimo's heart stopped beating, and his body began to tremble. After a sudden tremor, his hands quickly reached his chest, struggling and pushing hard.

Mu Qingxun didn't use much force, but Qiao Yimo couldn't push her away no matter what. He held Qiao Yimo tightly with one arm.

"Um..."

Qiao Yimo's eyes were wet, and her pupils were full of panic. She couldn't push him away, so she beat his chest and shoulders hard.

Mu Qingxun hugged her non-stop swinging waist, Qingxun Fang lightly pecked at the corner of her lips and stopped.

The tall nose pressed against her, and the dark eyes stared deeply at Qiao Yimo's eyes full of confusion and fear.

Terrible memories drilled into Qiao Yimo's mind bit by bit. Qiao Yimo's body turned from trembling to intermittent violent convulsions. Looking at Mu Qingxun's eyes, there was a growing sense of despair and hopelessness. sad.

Mu Qingxun frowned, held her icy face in her big hands, looked at her with distressed eyes, "Qiao Qiao..."

Just as Mu Qingxun opened her mouth, Qiao Yimo suddenly shook her head violently, her cheeks were stiff and twitched, and a thin and suppressed whimper sounded like a gasp from her throat, "I, I want to be alone for a while, you, you
go out……"

"No." Mu Qingxun looked at her, "I can't let you alone now."

Qiao Yimo shrunk slightly, and pushed him helplessly with both hands. The two rows of thick black eyelashes were soon covered by fine drops of water. what happened...you here

, I, I can't help it. "

Qiao Yimo's voice trembled violently, but she kept suppressing the whimper well, not allowing it to completely vent from her throat.

Mu Qingxun could tell that she was forcing herself to be calm and rational.

But it is obvious that everything that is happening now, calm and rational, is undoubtedly the most difficult for her!

No woman can bear such a thing happening on her wedding day.

Mu Qingxun tried to hold Qiao Yimo tighter.

But the moment he exerted force, Qiao Yimo suddenly bit her lower lip tightly, and that forceful bite left a white mark on her lower lip.

Mu Qing took a deep breath, and finally let go of Qiao Yimo.

Getting off the bed, Mu Qingxun looked at Qiao Yimo, her brows almost twisted into a knot, and said in a low voice, "Qiao Qiao, you have to understand that everything that happened before was not your fault."

Qiao Yimo's body formed a bow on the bed, her face was buried deeply in the quilt, although she was restraining, she could still be seen trembling.

Mu Qingxun clenched her fist, forced herself to turn around, and left the bedroom, leaving the space for Qiao Yimo.

The sound of the door opening and closing came, and the tears that Qiao Yimo held back from the corners of his eyes slid down.

She didn't let herself cry, she bit her lower lip tightly, keeping all the sadness and pain in her heart, even the tears fell silently.

……

Mu Qingxun came out of the master bedroom and went to the study.

But after staying in the study for less than 2 minutes, he came out of the study again and stood at the door of the master bedroom.

He was wearing a set of silver-gray nightgown, and he was standing in front of the railing with a long body. His short hair, which was always neat, was a bit fluffy and messy at the moment.

This kind of Mu Qingxun lacks a remote and cold air that does not eat the fireworks of the world, but it will not make his charm less, on the contrary, it will make people more fascinated.Because this kind of him is more like a human being than an unattainable god!

Standing in the downstairs living room looking up at Mu Qingxun, Long Yinling thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)