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Chapter 692 Jojo, You Are So Unbecoming
The chest seemed to be crushed heavily by a boulder, and the mouth and nose were tightly blocked. The sense of urgency that was about to suffocate invaded through every sensory nerve in the whole body.

Qiao Yimo, who was in a coma, suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were full of panic and uneasiness, she moved her lips and nose instinctively, trying to breathe, but it was still the same as in a dream, unable to breathe smoothly.

"Um..."

Qiao Yimo frowned uncomfortably, her small face was also wrinkled because of the suffocation, and a weak voice of protest came from her throat.

Finally, the weight from the chest and the blocking of the snort and mouth were withdrawn.

Qiao Yimo sobbed softly, held her chest and let out a big breath, she really thought she was going to suffocate to death!
The bright eyes, stained with sullenness and lingering shock, stared at her culprit with his arms propped on both sides of her body, calmly and calmly.

Mu Qingxun's eyes were deep and quiet, staring at Qiao Yimo angrily at him, her light-colored thin lips were slightly reddened at the moment with some suspicious gleams, and her whole person showed a different kind of laziness and charm.

If other women saw Mu Qingxun like this, they would have been in love long ago.

But when Qiao Yimo saw it, he was only angry and even more angry!
The wife is shameless, she even took advantage of her discomfort and fell asleep to treat her...

The more Qiao Yimo thought about it, the more annoyed she became. Under the control of her anger, she suddenly raised her upper body, opened her mouth and bit Mu Qingxun's neck.

Mu Qing snorted.

But it wasn't because of the pain, but because her tender lips suddenly touched the skin on his neck, causing numbness and slight tremors, which made him moan uncontrollably.

At the same time, Mu Qingxun became inexplicably hot.His palms on the bed were clenched into fists, and the veins on his forehead twitched twice. He breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes lowered indulgently, baring his teeth like a little wolf dog and hoarse fiercely.
The little woman on his neck, without making a sound, let her bite.

Tasting blood on the tip of his tongue, Qiao Yimo's eyebrows twitched angrily and trembled for a moment.

Consciousness suddenly came back, Qiao Yimo stared wide-eyed, quickly let go of his teeth, leaned back, held his breath a little bit at a loss to look at Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qingxun looked at her nervously staring eyes, and seemed to sigh. She stroked the neck that Qiao Yimo had just bitten with her clean and tidy palm. There was a slight change.

He sat up straight, calmly took out a piece of paper from the tissue box on the bedside table, and wiped the blood on his hands and neck slowly. During this time, he kept staring at Qiao Yimo, his eyes were full of connivance and doting , no half

Anger and blame.

Qiao Yimo's heart trembled, and her lips could not help but tighten.

……

Toilet.

Qiao Yimo stood in front of the sink, staring at her red and swollen lips in the mirror, the corners of her mouth slowly shrunk, and muttered softly, "The day before, I said that I could wait and wait, but today I'm taking advantage of others' danger to play hooligans, hypocrisy!"

As he spoke, Qiao Yimo puffed up his face in front of the mirror, raised his hand angrily to turn on the faucet, and poured cold water into his mouth to reduce the swelling.

Finally, Qiao Yimo turned off the faucet, turned around and was about to go out.

However, before the outstretched foot landed, Qiao Yimo's face turned red with embarrassment.

I saw Mu Qingxun standing at the door of the bathroom with a long body, with a few half-smiles hanging on his handsome face, and Qiao Yimo's eyes staring at him were obviously narrow-minded.

Qiao Yimo inhaled and almost choked.

Is this man a ghost?Mysterious!
……

Qiao Yimo's face was flushed, and she came out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened. When she sat on her bed, the corner of her eyes inadvertently glanced at the bedside table. She brought it back from the pharmacy today. medicine
.

Qiao Yimo took a breath and suddenly got stuck in her throat. Before she could sit still, she suddenly stood up from the bed, walked over to pick up one of the opened medicine boxes, and turned to Mu Qingxun, her face tensed.

Seeing Qiao Yimo's reaction, Mu Qingxun's black eyes flashed lightly in surprise, she walked steadily in front of Qiao Yimo, squinted at the medicine in her hand, and asked slightly suspicious, "Why?"

Qiao Yimo frowned tightly, staring at Mu Qingxun with slight anxiety.

Mu Qingchen pursed her lips, took the medicine from her hand, glanced at her twice, and looked at her, "Didn't you take these medicines because you felt uncomfortable?"

When he came over, her face was pale, she was covered in cold sweat, and she held her belly with her hands again, and she was so uncomfortable that she fell asleep.

And when he saw the medicine on the bedside table, he thought she took it for himself.So according to the instructions, she took it according to the amount.

And looking at Qiao Yimo's current state, it doesn't look like he gave her the wrong medicine.

Qiao Yimo's face twitched, and his eyes flickered slightly, unable to answer.

These medicines were indeed prepared by her, but she didn't take them because...

"Go to the hospital!"

Suddenly, Mu Qingxun grabbed Qiao Yimo's slender wrist, hugged her horizontally, and said in a deep voice.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Mu Qingxun didn't wait for Qiao Yimo to speak, and strode towards the door with her in her arms, her elegant face engraved with seriousness.

If it was true that he had given her the wrong medicine, and her current improvement was just an illusion, he couldn't imagine what kind of consequences would be waiting for him!
Therefore, going to the hospital immediately is undoubtedly the best and safest choice!

"do not!"

Qiao Yimo came to her senses, her small white hands grasped and supported Mu Qingxun's muscularly tense arms, and whispered nervously.

This was the first time Qiao Yimo spoke to him in this month.

Mu Qingxun paused in her rapid steps forward, and looked down at her.

Joey's frothy eyelashes trembled, and his dark eyes slid left and right. He secretly inhaled to stabilize his mind, and said stiffly, "Why should I go to the hospital? The medicine...is indeed my medicine. take it back to eat
, yes. "

Mu Qingxin narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at Qiao Yimo's twitching mouth, "That's right?"

"...Mmm." Qiao Yimo lowered her eyelids and nodded.

"Are you sure?" Mu Qing asked.

Qiao Yimo's eyeballs slid frequently under her eyelids, and nodded again.

Mu Qingxun closed her thin lips tightly, paused on the spot for a few seconds, then carried Qiao Yimo back to the bed, put her lightly on the bed, and then sat beside her, took her hand Hold it in the palm of your hand.

Qiao Yimo looked sideways at the big hand he was "playing" with his own, the corners of his eyes shook quickly, and it was rare that he did not take his hand out of his hand meekly.

"I'm not feeling well and I don't know how to go to the hospital?" Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo from the side, a sternness seemed to flash in her dark eyes.

"...I'm not in a bad mood. It's a waste of medical resources to go to the hospital for the slightest problem. Besides, I'm a medical student, so I know how to solve this small problem." Qiao Yimo replied in a low voice.

"A little question?" Mu Qingxun's quiet voice was filled with displeasure.

"It wasn't a big problem in the first place." Qiao Yimo lowered her eyes as low as she wanted.

Mu Qing raised her eyebrows, pursed her thin lips quietly, and stared quietly at Qiao Yimo, "You were already in a coma when I came here, is this a little problem?"

"I was too tired, so I fell asleep, not lethargic." Qiao Yimo insisted.

This time.

Mu Qingqingjun's face tensed an inch, "Why don't you take medicine?"

"Didn't I say it? I was too tired and fell asleep. How do I take medicine when I fall asleep?"

Qiao Yimo got impatient, she pursed her lips and pulled her hand out of Mu Qingxun's hand, humming.

Mu Qingxi clenched her teeth slightly, staring at Qiao Yimo with a rare sharp gaze, "Qiao Yimo..."

Just as Mu Qingxun opened her mouth, Qiao Yimo tilted her body and fell directly on the bed, taking a pillow to cover her ears and face.

Mu Qingxun, "..."

The small room was suddenly filled with a gust of cold air, and the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive and cold.

Mu Qingxun didn't speak any more, she sat on the edge of the bed with her hands clasped, her eyes released cold air, and fell on Qiao Yimo's body.

Qiao Yimo's body became more and more stiff, her face under the pillow was tense, and a pair of big eyes stared at a certain point tremblingly.

When this person is gentle, he has a strong aura.

Qiao Yimo hadn't tried to really piss him off, this was the first time.

It's just that she didn't expect that the enraged him would have an incomparably stronger aura.

Through the pillow, she could feel how sharp his gaze was on her face.

The terrifying silence lasted for a long time, until Qiao Yimo was about to surrender, when a black shadow covered the pillow.

Qiao Yimo's eyes straightened slightly.

Then, her shoulders were held by two big palms with a force she couldn't resist, and she was picked up from the bed.

The moment his back fell into the warm chest, Qiao Yimo shivered uncomfortably.

The pillow in front of her was removed, and the big palms on her shoulders were released, extended from behind, and hugged her across her chest.

Qiao Yimo's eyes were wide open, and the strange atmosphere with huge contrast between front and back made her a little numb and unable to react.

Mu Qingxuan kissed the top of her hair, her thin lips slid all the way down from her earlobe, and stopped on a piece of skin below her earlobe, and said dumbly, "You are so naughty, it seems that I can only tie you by my side, Only by looking at you all the time can I let go
Heart. "

Can Qiao Yimo say that she is terrified?

Qiao Yimo swallowed, carefully looking back from the corner of her eye.

"It's just you, dare you not take me seriously." Mu Qingxuan laughed at herself.

Qiao Yimo's eyes flickered.

Mu Qingxuan picked up Qiao Yimo slightly, put her on his lap and hugged him horizontally, lowered her eyes, looked deeply at Qiao Yimo's little face flashing with anxiety, "What are you panicking about?"

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Mu Qingxun raised her hand and pinched Qiao Yimo's chin. There seemed to be two scanners in her pupils, scanning from Qiao Yimo's hair all the way to her lips, and every glance was full of emotions that made Qiao Yimo's heart tremble. power.

Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo's restored pink lips for two seconds, then lowered her head and kissed Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo's pupils dilated slightly, and his body struggled instinctively.

But as soon as she moved, his long arms around her waist tightened suddenly.

Although Mu Qingxun was suppressed by Qiao Yimo's anger before and did not vent it, it is absolutely impossible for this kiss to say that there is no sense of punishment in it.

Mu Qingxun unquestionably restrained Qiao Yimo, pinched the hand on Qiao Yimo's chin, gradually lowered it, and supported Qiao Yimo's neck with her tiger's mouth, kissing so deeply that she seemed to swallow Qiao Yimo whole.

(End of this chapter)