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Chapter 724 It's okay, isn't it, Jojo

The waist was hugged from behind, and his broad palm supported her back waist, and the warmth of the palm penetrated through the thin clothes.

Qiao Yimo's waist trembled lightly, her panting frequency became lower and lower, her thick eyelashes drooped stiffly, and she looked at the man's approaching solid chest.

"It's fine. Professor Guo said so. So, it's okay, isn't it Qiao Qiao?" Mu Qingxun leaned against Qiao Yimo's left ear, her voice was low and faint, as if floating from a distant place.

Qiao Yimo's heart trembled, and after the apex of his heart shook, there was a dense sharp pain.

When he reacted, his hands had already embraced him, and his eyelids were tightly closed, "Yeah."

"Let me take you there, okay?" Mu Qingxin slid her Adam's apple.

The eyelashes at the corners of Qiao Yimo's eyes trembled violently, and a faint light of water leaked from the corners of his eyes, "Don't be so troublesome, it's not far from here to CS. If you're really worried, I'll call you when I get there, okay?"

Mu Qingxun pressed her side face closer to Qiao Yimo's ear, and slowly exerted force on her waist with her palm.

……

The car stopped in front of the CS building. Qiao Yimo held the steering wheel with both hands and looked up at the car mirror.

In the mirror, her eyes seemed to be after a whole night of insomnia, with bloodshot threads all over her eyeballs.

He didn't drive often, so it took twice as long for Qiao Yimo to drive from Fengyuan to the CS building.

Qiao Yimo turned her gaze away from the car mirror, and reached for the cell phone she had put in the dark compartment before.

As soon as he picked up the phone, the door of the passenger seat was suddenly opened from the outside.

Qiao Yimo was slightly startled, the hand holding the phone couldn't help tightening, and she looked at the woman sitting in the passenger seat in amazement.

Because she was too surprised and shocked, Qiao Yimo looked at her and didn't speak.

"Miss Qiao, let's get acquainted formally." The woman didn't look at Qiao Yimo, as if she looked disdainful.

Joey frowned.

"My name is Long Yinling, and I am the housekeeper of Fengyuan. Since I was 15 years old, I have been in charge of Fengyuan's affairs."

Long Yinling's voice had no warmth, but was strong and aggressive, "Boss and I grew up together and know everything about him."

obedient.

It was impossible for Qiao Yimo not to be surprised at all.

But she knew that Long Yinling hadn't finished speaking, so she didn't speak, and looked at her silently.

"I don't know how much Miss Qiao knows about the boss..."

Long Yinling paused for a moment, twitched the corners of his mouth coldly, and said, "I asked this question a bit redundantly. Miss Qiao doesn't even know about the elder brother's leg disease, let alone other things?"

Qiao Yimo felt the hostility towards her emanating from Long Yinling since she met her in CS yesterday.

Qiao Yimo stared at Long Yinling, narrowing his eyes slightly, "I don't know much about him now. But the Long Steward came here to tell me these things? I'm all ears."

In name, Long Yinling is the housekeeper of Fengyuan, but in fact, her position in Fengyuan is also due to Long Wei and her "love relationship" with Mu Qingxun since childhood. In Fengyuan, her status is second only to Mu Qing Yin.

As the old saying goes, one person is below ten thousand people.

Long Yinling has long been used to the life in Fengyuan, except for Mu Qingxun, who treats her with respect and obedience.

Therefore, Qiao Yimo's calm and indifferent tone when talking to her now made Long Yinling feel disgusted and unhappy from the bottom of his heart.

Long Yinling frowned gloomyly, looked at the front of the car, and turned to Qiao Yimo's face, his eyes radiated a sinister gaze like a poisonous cold sword.

Qiao Yimo felt a chill in his heart.

In fact, Long Yinling was born with a mean and vicious look on his face, but at this moment he made no secret of his hatred and resentment towards her, making it even more terrifying to watch.

Qiao Yimo quietly held the phone in her hand even tighter, in order to give herself strength, so that she would not be unable to hold back and look away.

The teeth were clenched together hard, Qiao Yimo didn't blink for a moment, and looked at Long Yinling's eyes.

"Ah……"

Long Yinling laughed sinisterly, in addition to being vicious, there was also a killing intent in his eyes.

Qiao Yimo felt her heart froze, her lips were tightly pressed together, and she looked at Long Yinling.

"Miss Qiao seems to have some guts, and she has such a tender, tender and beautiful face, and she is young, so it's normal for a man to feel pity when he sees me."

Long Yinling looked at Qiao Yimo contemptuously, "I just don't know how long Miss Qiao can hold a man's heart with her face. Or, it's not that day yet, and I'm jealous of a beauty... Be careful and die in hell
Unfortunately. "

"Steward Long must have taken a lot of time worrying about closing the garden." Qiao Yimo pulled his lips, "As for things like being jealous of a beauty, Steward Long should not worry about it, after all, we can't control the thoughts of 'God'. "

Qiao Yimo smiled faintly, staring at Butler Long with pure eyes, "What's more, even if God wants to take my life, then take it, I have nothing to be afraid of. With him, every day is a day, one second is one
Second. "

When she first met him, she was afraid of him, afraid of him, and avoided him because she had Mo Xiaolan at that time.

She was afraid that if she got involved with someone like him who was on the verge of life and death, it would implicate Mo Xiaolan and hurt Mo Xiaolan.

She was also afraid that his existence would destroy her originally peaceful life and her relationship with Mo Xiaolan!

Because of her love for life, she has worries about her future, so she is afraid of all dangers and tries her best to avoid any possible persecution.

of course.

It's not that she doesn't love life now, and it's not that she doesn't have any worries.

It's just that the life she loves now and her worries are because of him, because of him.

If the price of being with him is to associate with danger, then she would love it!

"Miss Qiao really spoke so lightly and touchingly!"

Long Yinling looked fiercely at Qiao Yimo's meaningless and peaceful face, "I really hope Miss Qiao can maintain this mentality no matter what kind of danger she faces."

From Long Yinling's point of view, what Qiao Yimo said at this moment was just because of ignorance and greed, and there was no credibility at all!

She is no different from those women who pretend to worship money.

……

Long Yinling left quickly.

Qiao Yimo sat in the car, her little face covered with solemnity and contemplation.

She thought that Long Yinling would tell her something about Mu Qingxun, but it turned out that she was thinking too much.Because it is impossible for Long Yinling to give her a chance to learn more about Mu Qingxun here.

Long Yinling was just hinting, or threatening her, that being with Mu Qingxun might kill her at any time. The purpose was probably to let her back out of difficulties and leave Mu Qingxun wisely.

Is this Long Yinling really just Mu Qingxun's housekeeper?
Qiao Yimo didn't think that a housekeeper could meddle in the master's affairs at will!
Squinting slightly, Qiao Yimo looked at the phone in his hand, without hesitation, dialed Ghosting's number in the recent call log.

……

Close the garden, study.

The ghost was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window like a stone statue, his hands were like well-trained special forces, behind his back, his eagle eyes stared straight at Mu Qing who was sitting on the executive chair with his back facing him, who had been silent for nearly half an hour cellar.

The ghostly dark pupils were a little worried, and the resolute lips squirmed several times, but before opening their mouths, they were all beaten back by the cold air lingering from Mu Qingxun's body.

And right now.

The phone vibrated in his trouser pocket against his thigh.

Ghosting's thighs were tense, and his eyes were also straightened.

Except for Mu Qingxun, those who knew his mobile phone number were Sudden and Qiao Yimo.

Obviously, this call was not from Mu Qingxun.

Then it could only be one of Qiao Yimo and suddenly.

If suddenly...

The corner of Guiying's mouth was pursed deeply, and a thick tangle flashed in his eyes.

The phone kept vibrating in his trouser pocket.

At the same time, Ghost Shadow felt a quiet gaze sweeping forward.

Ghost froze slightly, with a straight face, quickly reached into his trouser pocket and took out his phone.

And when his eyes slid across the screen of the phone, Ghost immediately heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled at Mu Qing like a fool, "Hey, it's Miss Qiao, Miss Qiao."

heard.

Mu Qingxin's eyelids seem to be closed, but they don't seem to be, but the eyes that fell on Ghosting did not move away.

With a relaxed face, the ghost swipe the screen to answer.

"Hands-free."

Mu Qingxun said in a low voice.

"Oh." Ghosting connected, obediently poking the hands-free speaker with his finger.

"Brother Ghost Shadow, it's me."

Immediately, Qiao Yimo's slightly resentful voice came out of the microphone.

Ghost Shadow glanced at Mu Qingxun carefully, and seeing Mu Qingxun's face was dark, he secretly cleared his throat, and said in an "friendly" voice, "Miss Qiao, do you have anything to tell me?"

"what?"

Qiao Yimo gasped, probably startled by the ghost's sudden "gentle" voice.

The ghost twitched its face.

"Brother Ghosting, are you free now?" Qiao Yimo asked again.

Feeling the sight shot on his face, Guiying's scalp tightened, and he quickly said, "No time!"

As soon as Ghosting finished speaking, he felt the gaze on him sharpen.

Ghosting closed his eyes, and immediately changed his words, "Now I'm free."

"..."

Even if they couldn't see Qiao Yimo's face, Mu Qingxun and Gui Ying could guess that Qiao Yimo must be speechless at the moment.

Ghosting coughed and said, "Miss Qiao's business, even if you don't have time, you have to find time if you squeeze hard."

"...Brother Guiying, I'm not used to you being so polite to me all of a sudden." Qiao Yimo said weakly.

The ghost was a little unsteady, his eyelids drooping.

"Brother Ghost, can you come over again in the afternoon?" Qiao Yimo returned to the subject, her clear and soft voice engraved with seriousness.

Ghosting knew that Qiao Yimo wanted to know about Mu Qingxun from him, but Mu Qingxun himself didn't know.

In addition, there is a word "again" in Qiao Yimo's sentence.

In other words, Ghost Shadow must have gone to CS to find Qiao Yimo once!
Mu Qingxun sat on the chair without turning around, her head was slightly tilted towards the ghost, and the pupils staring at the ghost became so unpredictable that it made the ghost feel hairy.

Ghosting's face couldn't be any stiffer, without even thinking about it, he deliberately raised his voice as if making a report, "Miss Qiao cares so much about Boss, Boss must be very touched when he knows it!"

Qiao Yimo, "..." Where did Brother Ghosting sing?Weird!

Mu Qingxun, "..." She cares about me?
(End of this chapter)