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Chapter 775 I Will Let Anyone Touch You Die

Ghost Shadow held Mo Xiaozhen away, and Zhan Tingshen and the others stood in the ward symbolically for a while, and hurriedly withdrew when Mu Qingxun cleaned up Qiao Yimo's splashed porridge by himself.

Qiao Yimo squeezed her cold fingertips, and watched Mu Qingxun methodically unbutton her hospital gown, with mixed feelings.

Beforehand, Mu Qingxun asked the special nurse to bring a new hospital gown, took off the porridge-stained gown for Qiao Yimo, and then put on the new set.

During the period, Mu Qingxun skipped over the waist belt on Qiao Yimo's back, and her deep eyes were stained with a trace of coldness.

After changing clothes, Mu Qingxun let the special guard come in, and cleaned out the soiled quilt, clothes, and Qiao Yimo's untouched breakfast on the bedside table.

Everything is ready.

Mu Qingxun sat down beside the hospital bed, her black pupils were like deep ancient wells, staring at Qiao Yimo silently.

Qiao Yimo's eyes never left Mu Qingxun from the beginning to the end.

Seeing that he was finally willing to look at himself, Qiao Yimo moved his tight throat, and said in a soft and detailed voice, "Is the matter in Germany finished?"

What responded to Qiao Yimo was a moment of silence that made her flustered.

Qiao Yimo blinked her eyelids in bewilderment, squeezed her fingertips tightly, then let go, carefully stretched out her hand to hold Mu Qingxun's big hand that was casually hanging on the bed, and gently inhaled, "Brother Mu, are you angry?" right?"

Mu Qingxun glanced at the hand held by Qiao Yimo, then pulled it out in the next second, got up from the bed, walked to the window silently, and turned her back to Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo's heart was suffocated, her eyes were slightly hot, and she frowned as she looked at Mu Qingxun's cold back.

She wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to explain.

at this time.

Mu Qingxun turned around suddenly, and strode towards the door of the ward without looking back.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Qiao Yimo was stunned, and her heart stopped for several beats.

When she woke up, Mu Qingxun had long since disappeared from the door of the ward.

For a moment, Qiao Yimo felt as if her whole body had been hollowed out, so empty that her eyes were sore and swollen unbearably, and the warm liquid poured straight into her eye sockets.

……

After 5 minutes of silence in the ward, there was the sound of steady footsteps at the door.

Qiao Yi's bright eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked towards the door with some kind of hope.

When Qiao Yimo saw the tall and straight figure of the man going back and forth, Qiao Yimo's throat choked hard, and the redness in his eyes became more intense.

Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo, with a slightly invisible trace of heaviness on her somewhat reduced elegant face.

Walking in front of Qiao Yimo, he saw clearly the water in Qiao Yimo's eyes and his tightly pursed lips, and frowned, and said softly, "I'm worried that I'm leaving, or is it him?"

The corners of Joey Mo's mouth trembled, and his voice was very hoarse, "I didn't expect him to do this suddenly. If I knew, I would definitely find a way to avoid it."

A cloud of prey rose up in Mu Qing's eyes, staring at Qiao Yimo's silent appearance made one's heart tremble.

Qiao Yimo looked at Mu Qingxun, pinching her hands nervously. He was silent like this, and her thoughts were also drawn by him, and she didn't know what to say.

Mu Qingxun's slightly cold eyes moved slowly from Qiao Yimo's eyes that were flickering in bewilderment, and settled on her tremblingly pursed lips.

The image of Mo Xiaozhen kissing her entered his mind like an inescapable curse, and anger and jealousy burned in his chest instantly.

Qiao Yimo watched helplessly as more and more coldness and gloom gradually appeared on Mu Qingxun's cold face, and the hostility that suddenly appeared in his eyes made Qiao Yimo tremble with fear.

Qiao Yimo slightly opened her lips and inhaled, "Brother Mu, ah..."

As soon as Qiao Yimo's trembling voice came out, his eyes went dark, and then, the corner of his lips was bitten hard and mercilessly.

Qiao Yimo was already nervous in her heart, but the pain on her lips added to the excitement, causing her to scream in panic and fear.

Mu Qingxun grabbed Qiao Yimo's hands that were trying to resist, and the palms that were always warm were as cold as ice at this moment.

The coldness seeped into the blood vessels of Qiao Yimo's wrist, and quickly spread to Qiao Yimo's whole body.

Qiao Yimo's breathing was frozen, and the rest of her low voice was also frozen in her throat. Her hurried eyes looked in horror at the cold face of the man who was close at hand.

Mu Qingxun fixedly stared at Qiao Yimo, his eyes were like cold stars in midnight, black and bright but without any warmth, he seemed to spare no effort to bite Qiao Yimo's lip, biting from one corner of the lip to the other. , and repeat from the other side.

Qiao Yimo gasped, sensitively aware that her mouth was swollen.

There was a soreness in both eyes and nose at the same time, Qiao Yimo's throat trembled, she blinked her eyelashes and looked at Mu Qingxun, without begging for mercy.

Mu Qingxun bit her back and forth several times, and Qiao Yimo thought he would continue to bite like this until her lips were dripping with blood.

Qiao Yimo immediately frowned, her pupils flickered in panic, and she kept breathing in.

"Is he like this?" Mu Qingxuan hoarsely asked.

Qiao Yimo looked at his extremely cold but unusually calm black eyes, the hairs all over his body exploded, he couldn't speak, he could only shake his head stiffly.

No!

Just now Mo Xiaozhen kissed her suddenly, although she might as well let him succeed, but she clenched her teeth instinctively, not letting him be like him...

however.

Qiao Yimo's answer didn't seem to relieve Mu Qingxun.In the next second, the tip of the tongue sharply hurt.

"Ah..." Qiao Yimo's scalp was tense due to the pain, and crystal tears burst out of her eyes, and she looked at Mu Qingyan's frosty face with hazy and weak eyes.

Both of their lips were filled with the smell of Joey's blood.

Mu Qingxun stared deeply at Qiao Yimo, the lingering and swelling anger in his chest made his heart ache, "You are mine!"

"..." Qiao Yimo held his breath.

"Whoever dares to touch you, I will let him die!" Mu Qingchen gritted her teeth slightly, her voice was terrifying.

Qiao Yimo's blood was congealed all over her body, her face was as white as paper, and she stared at Mu Qingxun.

In the past, she only knew that Mu Qingxuan doted on her and relied on her in everything, and it was rare to show his fierce and powerful side in front of her like now.

But at this moment, Qiao Yimo suddenly understood.

He dotes on her and cherishes her, and treats her with every kind of obedience and tenderness.

But at the same time, he is the next Patriarch of the Mu family. His background, his brothers with extraordinary identities, and his subordinates who can be taken care of alone are enough to prove that he is not what he appears on the surface.
Gentle and elegant.

His easy-going and tolerance towards her can only show that he loves her, and she can't ignore what's in his bones because of this.

Qiao Yimo once felt that Long Yinling and Long Wei were terrifying, but Mu Shi was ruthless and ruthless.

Because of Mu Qingxun's care and pampering for her, Qiao Yimo subconsciously made Mu Qingxun distinguish from Long Yinling and Mu Shi, but in fact, to a certain extent, Mu Qingxun and Long Yinling are in harmony. Mu is the same, she used to think
I never thought of the dangerous people I would meet.

She made a mistake, perhaps not called a mistake, but omission and neglect.

After all, Mu Qingxun is different from her, he is dangerous and unfathomable!She can't treat him as an ordinary person.

"Jojo, don't betray me, otherwise, I don't even know what I will do to you!"

Mu Qingxun clasped Qiao Yimo's wrist as hard as if she wanted to wring her hand off.

Qiao Yimo's wandering consciousness was instantly pulled back by Mu Qing's sinister words.

Qiao Yi was gasping for breath, and her eyes were dizzy with thick water vapor, as if she blinked her eyelids lightly, a stream would flow out of the corners of her eyes.

"You don't believe me?" Joey said hoarsely.

Mu Qingxun closed her eyes and did not answer Qiao Yimo, but pressed her lips tightly and kissed her deeply.

His coarse breath sprayed on Qiao Yimo's face, the corners of Qiao Yimo's eyes were hot, and the sobs in her throat overflowed from the corner of her mouth uncontrollably.

at last.

He loosened his grip on Qiao Yimo's wrist, and the kiss softened, "Qiao Qiao, I want to believe you and prove it to me."

"..."

Hearing Mu Qingxun's words, Qiao Yimo's heart turned cold.

"You don't believe me, no matter how I prove it, you won't believe it." Qiao Yimo looked at him bitterly.

Mu Qingxun stopped kissing her, and put her head on Qiao Yimo's neck, her tall nose lightly rubbed her tender neck skin, "If you don't prove it, how do you know I won't believe it?"

"If there was another man in my heart, I would never choose to be with you. When I decided to be with you, I only had you in my heart. Can't you feel it?" Qiao Yimo's voice Very low, but Mu Qing
Xing could clearly feel the trembling of the veins in her neck when she spoke.

The big hand holding her wrist tightened slowly again, Mu Qing said, "Don't talk to him, don't meet him, never in this lifetime."

Qiao Yimo's eyes were red, tears stuck in the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't help but want to, "Do you want me to break up with him? If you do this, you will trust me?"

"Can you do it?" Mu Qingxun raised her head, her eyes fixed on Qiao Yimo seemed to be able to penetrate Qiao Yimo's soul, deep and sharp.

Qiao Yimo stared at him, and the tears in the corners of his eyes just slid down, "I can't do it, why don't you just let him go?"

"Well, let's not let go." Mu Qingxun said.

Qiao Yimo's tears suddenly became thicker, and from time to time a suppressed sob came out of his throat, "You don't understand anything at all!"

The relationship between her and Mo Xiaozhen is not something that can be explained in general by ex-girlfriends.

During those seven years, Mo Xiaozhen was her only support, her lover, and at the same time her relative and confidant.

Perhaps in everyone's eyes, seven years or 20 years are just a cold number with no concept.

But the things he did for her in those seven years, those 20 years, crazy and stupid, were real existences that she couldn't finish talking about day and night.

The three characters Mo Xiaozhen have been equivalent to Qiao Yimo in the past 20 years.

She knew very well in her heart that now it was Mu Qingxun who occupied the most important position in her heart, and it was no longer Mo Xiaoxun.

But Mo Xiaozhen is also a part of her heart that cannot be let go, because letting him go is equivalent to letting go of her past self!
Of course, that said, it's not that Qiao Yimo has to contact Mo Xiaozhen.Like a friend, as long as he lives well, that's enough.

What makes Qiao Yimo sad is that Mu Qingxun's belief is conditional, that is to say, Mu Qingxun doesn't believe her sincerity at all!

She could never contact Mo Xiaozhen for the rest of her life, but she couldn't accept the need to prove her love for him in such a way.

If it is necessary to prove it in this way, it can only show that the relationship between them has no trust at all, and it is more fragile than glass.

And how can such two people spend their lives together hand in hand?
(End of this chapter)