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Chapter 720 No, Only You
"If you don't want to live here, Fengyuan has other things..."

"I don't want to."

Before Mu Qingxun could finish speaking, Qiao Yimo took his arm and looked at his slightly furrowed eyebrows with clear eyes, and said softly, "Now...it's different. Don't think too much, I just It's just a little emotional."

What Qiao Yimo wants to express is that today is different from the past. She didn't like him before. To her, he was just someone she happened to save.So it was really hard for her to accept that something like that happened in that situation.

But now it's different.

She likes him.

Most people are emotional animals, and their concepts are easily changed by emotional changes. This is understandable.

Therefore, although that matter is still a knot in her heart, she understands that the knot is no longer about having a relationship with him, or why he didn't send her to Mo Xiaolan, but about Mo's love for her. what she did.

Especially when she knew that this knot might not be untied in this lifetime.

Mu Qingxun looked deeply at Qiao Yimo, as if worried about her reluctance, she said softly, "You don't have to worry about my feelings, for me, the most important thing is that you are happy."

Qiao Yimo's heart trembled slightly, and she looked at Mu Qingxun.

All she saw on his face was pity and calmness, which showed that he was really just worried that she would be unhappy.

Qiao Yimo held Mu Qingxun's arm tightly, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, and said seriously, "I'm really fine."

Mu Qingxun narrowed her eyes, stretched her arms around her, and lowered her head to kiss the tip of her nose.

……

Mu Qingxun led Qiao Yimo into the gate.

Standing in the porch, Qiao Yimo saw the end of the corridor leading to the living room at a glance. Long Yinling, who had a "one-sided relationship" with her in the morning, and four other strong men were standing at the two ends, each of them in good shape. Straight, slightly folded hands
In front of him, his head bowed slightly.

Immediately, Qiao Yimo felt an atmosphere of "awe and reverence" curling up.

Qiao Yimo's eyes were wide open, and her face was a little stiff.

Mu Qingxun looked at Long Yinling and Cheng Yin, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was neither soft nor heavy, "What are you doing standing here?"

It was clear that Qiao Yimo didn't hear other meanings in Mu Qingxun's voice, but she saw that Long Yinling lowered his head even lower, while the faces of the remaining four men trembled, and they all looked at Long Yinling spirit.

Qiao Yimo rolled her eyeballs left and right, swallowed lightly, and looked at Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qingxun's face was pure and elegant, he looked like a refined and modest nobleman, and there was no extra emotion on his face.

Qiao Yimo took a deep breath, but there was a nerve in her head that twisted slightly.

Mu Qingxun didn't say a word to Long Yinling and the others, bent over and took out a pair of brand new women's slippers from the shoe cabinet, put them at Qiao Yimo's feet, and said in a low voice, "I bought them according to the size of your feet. "

After Mu Qingxun finished speaking, Qiao Yimo vaguely felt a dark light coming from her.

Qiao Yimo was stunned, and looked up.

Long Yinling and the others kept their heads bowed.

Qiao Yimo blinked her eyelashes, thinking that maybe it was her own illusion, she took off her shoes and put on the slippers that Mu Qingxun took out.

Mu Qingxun also changed her shoes, and led Qiao Yimo forward.

Qiao Yimo probably wasn't used to such a scene, and leaned against Mu Qingxun's arm lightly.

When passing by Long Yinling and the others, Mu Qingxun kept walking and led Qiao Yimo straight towards the spiral staircase.

Qiao Yimo looked at Mu Qingxun.

Is he not going to talk to them?
Facts have proved that Mu Qingxun really didn't intend to pay attention to them, and led Qiao Yimo up to the second floor and walked directly into the master bedroom.

There was the sound of a door closing upstairs.

Cheng Yin closed her eyes slightly, opened her tense lips, and let out a long breath. Looking carefully, she could still see beads of sweat rising from his forehead.

"Didn't the boss ask us to come here?"

One of the men glanced at Long Yinling, carefully suppressing the dissatisfaction in his voice.

Viciousness flashed across Long Yinling's eyes, his teeth were clenched tightly, and he glared viciously at the man who opened his mouth, then slowly narrowed his eyes and stared towards the second floor.

The boss entrusted her to take care of the top and bottom of the closed garden, and she was responsible for all the arrangements for the closed garden.

It can be said that there is no matter big or small in Fengyuan, she is not clear about it, even a small matter like a new needle in Fengyuan, she is clear about it.

But she didn't know when someone bought slippers according to the woman's foot size.

She didn't think Feng Yuan's servant dared to buy these without telling her.

Then there is only one possibility.

These things were bought by the boss himself!
Long Yinling narrowed her eyes, thinking about Mu Qingxun's departure from Fengyuan two hours ago.

Did he go out at that time just to buy a pair of slippers for that woman? !

Outrageous!

Long Yinling's eyes turned red instantly, and his already evil face looked like a ghost.

Seeing this, the people from Cheng Yin were all short of breath, looked at each other, and left silently.

"A lowly and despicable inferior woman doesn't even have the qualifications to appear in front of him, and she doesn't deserve to be treated like this by him!"

Long Yinling bared her teeth ferociously, and said in her heart.

For a long time, Mu Qingxun was like a noble god in her heart.

Most people even look at him as a blasphemy to him!

But now, for such an ordinary, inconspicuous and even humble woman like Qiao Yimo, he personally bought daily necessities for her, and even more for her, he stayed for two years in such a dirty and crude place as small as "mouse droppings".
moon!
Longyin Lingguang couldn't bear to think about it!
The god in her heart must not be tarnished by such a woman who can't stand on stage!
Long Yinling's face turned to one side crazily. At the same time, her neck also made a creaking sound, which was very terrifying.

……

master bedroom.

Qiao Yimo saw the bed that was big enough for five or six people to lie on their backs at will, and some restricted-rated clips that were not suitable for children appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

Qiao Yimo, who thought she would be filled with emotion, was only blushing at this moment.

Mu Qingxun closed the door, hugged Qiao Yimo from behind, lowered her head and kissed her snow-white shoulders and neck exposed from her shirt, "Don't force yourself."

Qiao Yimo inhaled, shook his head, and looked back at him from the corner of his eyes, "I want to take a bath."

The bridge of Mu Qing's nose lingered on Qiao Yimo's neck and sniffed lightly for a while before letting her go, "I'll get you some hot water."

Qiao Yimo looked at his tall back walking towards the bathroom, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he followed in small steps.

Go into the bathroom.

Mu Qing poured warm water, while Qiao Yimo stood in front of the sink, looking at it curiously.

When she saw the pairs of mouthwash cups and electric toothbrushes on the sink, as well as a high-end skin care brand facial cleanser for women, etc., Qiao Yimo raised her eyebrows and looked in the mirror at the woman who was walking towards her from behind. Mu Qingxun, "Mr. Mu,

Before me, how many 'lucky ones' have visited here? "

Mu Qingxun held Qiao Yimo's shoulders, turned her to face him, freed a hand to pick her chin, and fixed her black eyes on her, "No."

Qiao Yimo's eyes narrowed slightly, pretending not to understand, "Nothing?"

"You are the first woman to appear here, and I hope to keep you here for the rest of my life!" Mu Qingxun tightened Qiao Yimo's waist and said, staring at her with deep eyes.

Qiao Yimo's cheeks were slightly red, her neck was raised high, and her pupils flashed with shattered light, "Didn't you say that your closed garden is very big?"

In other words.

Even if no woman has been here, it is hard to guarantee that she has not been to other places in Fengyuan, other... rooms.

"No."

Mu Qingxun bowed her head and looked closer at Qiao Yimo's shining eyes.

Qiao Yimo's heart beat faster, "Even if the garden is not closed, there are still many places..."

Mu Qingxun's high nose touched Qiao Yimo's, her eyes were dark and deep, containing some kind of mysterious power, "No. Only you."

Qiao Yimo's heartbeat was out of balance, and her face was flushed as if she had been steamed in a steamer.

She stared at Mu Qingxun's handsome face, then suddenly stood on tiptoe, raised her neck, and kissed him.

As for why he suddenly took the initiative to kiss him?
Probably, the great joy circling in the heart and the inexhaustible emotion of being deeply drawn by him.

Even though this was not the first time Qiao Yimo kissed him proactively, the moment her soft and tender lips touched his lips, Mu Qingxun was still slightly taken aback, and immediately hugged her tightly, returning a more passionate and intense kiss. deep kiss.

……

Coming out of the bathroom wearing the lady's silk pajamas brought by Mu Qingxun, Qiao Yimo looked at the sleeves of the pajamas in wonder, and walked up to Mu Qingxun who was standing in front of the window and staring at him, "Did you prepare these in advance? "

"Ah."

Mu Qingxun stroked Qiao Yimo's fair face with her fingers, "I started preparing it two months ago. Clothes, shoes, bags, daily necessities, and skin care products and cosmetics for your women... I prepared them all by myself. How about it? Full

mean? "

More than satisfied!
Qiao Yimo frowned, looking at Mu Qingxun's eyes full of emotion, "Why do you want to do it yourself?"

In fact, what Qiao Yimo really wanted to ask was, why did he treat her so well?What is it about her that deserves his attention?
"No reason, just thinking."

Mu Qingxun stared into Qiao Yimo's eyes with a calm tone.

The tip of Qiao Yimo's nose was a little sore, she reached out and hugged Mu Qingxun's waist, and leaned her face against his chest.

Mu Qingxun hugged her and said, "You go to bed first, and I'll take a shower."

Qiao Yimo closed her eyes, cuddled in his arms for a while, then let go of him, and withdrew from his arms.

When Mu Qingxun looked down at her, Qiao Yimo turned around.

Mu Qingxun frowned slightly, stared at Qiao Yimo's back for a while, and then went to the bathroom.

Hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Qiao Yimo stretched out her arms and hugged her arms, looking at herself printed on the floor-to-ceiling window glass, there was a faint flash of heaviness in her eyes.

……

When Mu Qingxun washed up and came out of the bathroom, Qiao Yimo was already lying on the bed, her small body barely taking up any space on the wide bed.

It is impossible to say that there is no feeling of embarrassment at all.

Qiao Yimo gently grabbed the thin blanket beside her with one hand, her little face was blushing, and her eyes were also wet looking at Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qingxun wiped her short hair twice with the dry towel in her hand, then threw the towel aside, and strode towards the bed.

"...You, don't you blow your hair?" Qiao Yimo was a little nervous when he saw him coming.

Mu Qingxun used the remote control to turn off the lights and curtains, lay down beside Qiao Yimo, stretched out her arms to wrap her small body in, and then said hoarsely, "Don't worry about it."

As soon as these three words came out, Qiao Yimo's lips were sealed with a touch of coolness.

(End of this chapter)