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Chapter 742 Jojo, I'm Always Here!
On the night of NO.17, Qiao Yimo received a long text message from Qiao An.

After Qiao Yimo read it, she concluded three points about the content of this text message. She guessed that it was Qiao An's intention for sending this text message.

One, expressing his negligence and debt to her for more than seven years; two, self-examination, saying that he is not a competent father.

And the third point is the most important point that Qiao An wants to express.

Qiao Yimo has become what he is today, he has an unshirkable responsibility!

In Qiao An's eyes, what happened to Qiao Yimo... Qiao Yimo stared at the content of the message and thought about it for a long time.

Thinking about it, no matter which angle she looked at, she could only come to the conclusion that she had gone from being an obedient and obedient daughter who worked hard for sunshine in his eyes to a conclusion that had gone astray and was now willing to degenerate!

Qiao Yimo has seen a kind of punishment in ancient costume movies called nail rolling.

At this moment, Qiao Yimo felt as if he had experienced such punishment several times, and his whole body was riddled with pain.

What happened at the wedding with Mo Xiaolan, she originally thought that only those who did not understand her and claimed to be "kind" misunderstood her, criticized her, and regarded her as a social cancer.

That happened.

Qiao Yimo thought that Qiao An didn't ask or say anything because he didn't need any explanation, and he believed in her daughter unconditionally!

Now it seems that she is self righteous!

Ridiculously self righteous!
Because it is fundamental!

Like those people, Qiao An believed that she was a shameless and despicable slut!

and so.

When she told him with joy that she was going to get married, his hesitation and helpless sighs were just disappointment and pain for her daughter's depravity and depression.

The corners of Qiao Yimo's eyes were dry, and the tip of his heart seemed to be bleeding.

Seven years is really long!
Long enough to make two people who were originally familiar and intimate become separate from each other and no longer trust each other!Even if their blood is thicker than water!
Qiao Yimo finally understood.

In Qiao An's flattery and accommodating to herself, there is also the relationship and distance that she has been deliberately ignoring.

She may not care about anyone's prejudice and misunderstanding of her, but how will she face her biological father's doubts and contempt!
Qiao Yimo squeezed the phone tightly, and bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth. The tears pouring out of her eyes, raging like a torrential rain, soon drenched her glimmering phone screen, making her never look at it again. Unclear screen cuts out like a knife

Words on her heart!
……

Before Qiao An sent the message, Qiao Yimo and Mu Qingxun were in the study together.

After receiving Qiao An's message, Qiao Yimo went to the master bedroom with her mobile phone.

It's just that another four or ten minutes passed, and Mu Qingxun looked at the study door so frequently that he almost shot through the door, but Qiao Yimo didn't come back.

Mu Qingxun frowned, secretly suppressing the annoyance in her heart, directly put aside the documents in front of her, picked up the cigarette case and lighter, got up and walked to the French window, took out a cigarette and lit it between her thin lips.

Long stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Mu Qingxun put one hand in his trouser pocket and held a cigarette in the other. His deep eyes were still frequently looking at the door of the study.

He made up his mind to smoke this cigarette, but Qiao Yimoruo still didn't come back, so he went out to arrest people.

But I think so, the cigarette was thrown to the floor by Mu Qingxun within two puffs, crushed, not even the crutches, and strode towards the door of the study.

……

Fortunately, the study room is closer to the master bedroom, and Mu Qingxun arrived within a few steps.

Quickly unscrewing the door and entering, Mu Qingxun looked around the bedroom as fast as she could, but she didn't see Qiao Yimo.

A depressed and beating heart suddenly sank.

Mu Qingxun slammed the door and walked downstairs, "Qiao Qiao..."

The man's deep cello-like voice rang out in the huge villa, and the servants who were doing cleaning work downstairs stopped in shock and looked at the man who was walking down the stairs in panic.

"Jojo..."

"...Ah Qing."

A soft and surprised female voice came from the direction of the kitchen.

Mu Qingxun paused for a while, and the moment her deep pupils searched for the slender figure standing at the kitchen door, the condensed air lingering around him dissipated immediately.

Mu Qingxun took a breath, and her hurried steps down the stairs quickly returned to her usual steady and unhurried pace.

He had probably never seen Mu Qingxun like this before.

The servants scattered around the living room failed to look away from Mu Qingxun for a while.

It wasn't until Mu Qingxun walked down the last flight of stairs that the servants seemed to have come to their senses, and hurriedly turned their eyes away, all of them lowered their heads, pretending that they hadn't seen anything just now.

……

kitchen.

With her back against the edge of the kitchen counter, Qiao Yimo was pressed down by a man and asked for a kiss.

Qiao Yimo lowered her eyelids, and let him kiss submissively as usual, her hands lightly wrapped around his strong and tight waistband.

"Qiao Qiao, be good, don't let me not find you." Mu Qingxun breathed heavily, bit Qiao Yimo's soft lips, restrained and vehemently kissed her.

Qiao Yimo was tightly blocked by him, unable to speak or respond to him, so she hugged his waist even tighter and sent her body into his arms.

It seemed that Qiao Yimo's obedience resolved something.

Mu Qingxun's slightly rough kiss gradually turned gentle.

Qiao Yimo could also suck two breaths of air from between his lips.

Raising his eyelashes, Qiao Yimo looked at Mu Qingxun, and when his eyes touched his frowning brows, his heart ached a little, and he stood up and screamed, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the crease between his brows with the pulp of his index finger .

Qiao Yimo's actions made Mu Qingxun completely calm down.

He lightly pecked at the corner of Qiao Yimo's mouth with his lips, and gradually withdrew, burying his face in Qiao Yimo's hair, sniffing deeply the faint fragrance of her hair.

Qiao Yimo's hand went around from behind, gently stroking the short hair on the back of Mu Qingxun's head, took a few deep breaths, and whispered in his ear, "I just want to get you some supper in the kitchen, and I'll go up when I'm done." I'm looking for you."

"I'm not hungry." Mu Qing said softly.

"I'm afraid you're hungry. Besides, you can eat something if you're not hungry." Qiao Yimo pursed her lips, and patted Mu Qingxun's head like a giant pet.

Mu Qingxun stopped talking, and leaned her head against Qiao Yimo's neck and shoulders.

Qiao Yimo blinked, and found that she quite liked being attached to him like this.

It seems that as long as he leans on her, leans on her, and whispers something casually in her ear, all the troubles and sorrows can be resolved and disappeared.

Since Mu Qingxun hugged her and didn't let go, Qiao Yimo couldn't prepare supper for him, so in the end, the two of them were just in the kitchen... Qingqing, I, and I went upstairs.

When the servants downstairs saw Mu Qingxun and Qiao Yimo returning to the master bedroom, you took a look at me, and I took a look, saying that they all saw the word "magical" in each other's eyes!

Is this still the Boss Mu in their minds who doesn't even bat an eyelid?
The way he looked for Miss Qiao just now, he looked like a different person!how to say?Just like a child who is afraid of being abandoned by his parents!
Others showed such expressions, maybe they didn't think there was anything wrong.

But he is Boss Mu, Boss Mu who can do anything if he wants the wind or the rain, oh my god!

What was even more "scary" was that they actually heard Boss Mu talking to Miss Qiao in the kitchen - acting like a baby!
All the servants gasped and said seriously that they had been seriously "scared"!
……

master bedroom.

Qiao Yimo looked at Mu Qingxun, "It's not ten o'clock yet, so you don't want to go to the study?"

"No, go take a shower." Mu Qing didn't take her pajamas, and led Qiao Yimo directly to the bathroom.

Qiao Yimo's face turned red, and she stared at Mu Qingxun with wide eyes, "..."

……

In the bathroom, there is a porcelain white bathtub that can accommodate three or four big men lying comfortably.

Qiao Yimo lay stretched out in the bathtub, the parts below the collarbone were soaked in white foam.

Mu Qingxun sat sideways on the edge of the bathtub beside Qiao Yimo's shoulder, and did not lie down with Qiao Yimo.

Surrounded by the foam in the bathtub, Qiao Yimo obviously relaxed a lot.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Mu Qingxuan dipped in some foam, and tapped Qiao Yimo's eyebrows.

Qiao Yimo lowered her eyelashes, and also grabbed a handful of foam and touched Mu Qingxun's fair and handsome side face. Her eyes were clearly dark, and she stared at him.

Mu Qingxun didn't care about the foam on her face, and quietly stared at Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo stared at the foam on his handsome face, smiled, and then took a handful of foam and wiped it on the other side of his face.

Mu Qingxun looked into Qiao Yimo's clear eyes and sighed softly.

……

Both of them washed their hair and came out of the bathroom. Mu Qingxun took the hair dryer and dried Qiao Yimo's long hair first, and then changed Qiao Yimo to blow it for him.

Qiao Yimo stood between his legs, holding the blower a little far away, fearing that the wind would be too hot and hurt him.

And her fingers running through his short hair and the watery eyes looking at him are full of quiet tenderness.

Mu Qingxun narrowed her eyes and stared at Qiao Yimo like this, her heart was so full that she felt a faint pain.

Qiao Yimo didn't notice Mu Qingxun's strangeness, and carefully dried his hair, turned off the hair dryer, and was about to unplug the power.

At this moment, he clasped her wrist, and the hair dryer in his hand fell out of his hand in the next moment. He had already pulled her into his arms, pinched her waist and lightly lifted her, and sat on his lap.

Qiao Yimo saw the blazing fireworks in his eyes, and instinctively raised his body to retreat.

Mu Qingxun's eyes were dark, she squinted, and pulled her back again.

It was past eleven o'clock when everything calmed down and the two of them lay on the big bed with their necks crossed.

Qiao Yimo nestled in Mu Qingxun's arms like a cat, even though she was unwell, her heart was complete and peaceful.

Mu Qing stared at Qiao Yi's moist and delicate side face, her voice was clear and low-mellow, "Qiao Qiao, I'm always here, do you know?"

Qiao Yimo's lightly covered eyelashes trembled.

Mu Qingxun faintly saw the bright water splashing from the root of her eyelashes, and felt a pain in her heart, and gently hugged her tightly in her arms.

really.

His intuition that she was not in the right mood was not wrong, she did have something on her mind!
(End of this chapter)