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Chapter 811 I miss you, don't play tricks
Mo Xiaohua was startled.

After Zhang Xintong backed away from her, she stared at her in astonishment and said, "Xintong, what do you mean by that? Why can't I understand?"

"Heh." Zhang Xintong smiled, "Sister, you are so smart, you can understand after thinking about it. We have been out for a while, Xiaolan and parents should be anxious if we don't go back."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xintong brushed past the stiff Mo Xiaohua and walked out of the bathroom.

Mo Xiaoyu swallowed, turned her head slowly, and looked at the direction Zhang Xintong left in panic.

……

In the middle of the night, a black shadow like a vigorous cheetah fled from the forest ghost's house, and disappeared in the mountains and forests in a short while.

In the depths of the mountain forest, around a tomb made of gray and white marble, there are patches of plum trees planted. It is now the beginning of spring, the flowering period has passed, and the bare branches look like old people's fingers in the dim light.

Extension.

Not far in front of the tomb, there are two stone lions standing on the left and right, each with a lighting bead in its mouth.

The light emitted from the mouth of the stone lion forms a circle of light, covering the tomb.

creak-

The sound of a tree branch being crushed came from the front, and after a while, a black shadow flashed in front of the tombstone as if it could change shape and change.

The person who came was wearing a thin black suit, and the wind was so strong at night that his clothes seemed to be shattering.

He stood in front of the tombstone, staring straight at the tombstone with two beast-like sharp eyes, which appeared to be a blurry photo even under the low light.

In the photo, a woman can be seen vaguely.

"Yunmei, what I promised you is being fulfilled bit by bit! I know it's been a long time and it's made you wait very hard. But what I want is not just his life! Because it's too cheap for him! "

"Yunmei, wait patiently for me, wait for me!"

The man's voice was heavy and hoarse in the dark night, and the hatred and forbearance wrapped in the words seemed to never fade away even after many years.

It was engraved into his bones, and it has been integrated with his life!
……

After nine o'clock the next morning, Qiao Yimo lazily got up from the bed, washed and changed and went downstairs, it was 09:30.

Seeing her going downstairs, the servant hurried to the kitchen to warm up breakfast, and warmed a glass of juice to Qiao Yimo's hands to cushion her hunger.

Qiao Yimo waited in the restaurant while drinking.

Soon, the servants delivered a rich breakfast to the table.

But before Qiao Yimo had a bite, there was a sound of a car engine outside the villa.

Qiao Yimo didn't think much about it at first, after all, it's normal for people who closed the park to drive in and out.

"Mr. Mu..."

The servant's surprised voice came from outside the restaurant.

Qiao Yimo's movements of scooping porridge with a small bowl stopped suddenly, and his whole body seemed to be cursed, and he didn't move at all.

"Mu, Mr. Mu, you are back." The servant must have been startled as well, stuttering.

"Where's Jojo?"

The man's voice was clear and slightly hoarse.

"...Miss Qiao is in the restaurant." The servant said.

The man's voice did not come again.

Qiao Yimo opened her eyes wide, and clearly felt her left heart beating violently.

The steady and familiar footsteps gradually approached the restaurant.

next second.

bang——

The small bowl and porridge spoon in Qiao Yimo's hand fell out of her hand and hit the dining table.

She also stood up abruptly from the chair, pushed the chair away and ran towards the door of the restaurant.

Before running two steps, the waist was suddenly wrapped by a strong force, followed by the feet hanging in the air, and the soft chest was also tightly pressed against a "stone wall" exuding a warm breath.

Qiao Yimo blinked her wide eyes, then stretched out her hand and hugged the man's neck, her small face was also touched, rubbing against the man's face like a puppy.

The man froze for a moment, his other long arm went up from Qiao Yimo's back, and his big palm gently stroked her soft long hair from behind, letting her delicate cheeks "presumptuous" on his face, and his thin lips facing Her pink ears approach,

With a shallow smile, he said with a sigh, "You'll startle me when you come back, huh?"

Qiao Yimo tightened her arms, breathed rapidly, opened her lips and bit his ear, and after a while, said hoarsely, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Mu Qingxun pinched the back of her neck through her hair, put her arms around her, walked to the table and sat down, held her waist with her big hands, let her sit on his lap, lowered her eyes to look at her face, but she was like He lost his temper and deliberately hid his face in the crescent of his neck.

Mu Qingxin's Adam's apple slipped, and she stared at the pink muscle exposed from the collar of her sweater, and said in a low voice, "I told you, how can I surprise you?"

"...Hmph." Qiao Yimo threw herself into his arms, wishing she could stick herself to him and take a small breath around his neck.

Mu Qingxun took a little effort from his neck to take one of Qiao Yimo's arms, held her soft paw and pinched it for a while, then put it to her lips and kissed, noticing that Qiao Yimo Foam's resistance.

Mu Qingxun simply threw away her hand, reached out and pulled down the collar of her sweater, lowered her head and kissed her shoulders and neck that trembled because of his actions, "I miss you, don't play tricks, show me quickly look."

Qiao Yimo's face turned red immediately.

Not only that, but most of his body was so crispy and dull.

"Jojo, Jojo, Jojo..."

Qiao Yimo, "..." If she yells again, her bones will fall apart!

no way.

With Zhang's blushing face singing Peking Opera, Qiao Yimo slowly withdrew from his neck, opened two wet eyelashes, and looked at the man.

Mu Qingxun also moved away from her neck, and when she was staring at Qiao Yimo's face, Yingyi's brows were slightly twisted, and her black eyes were fixed on Qiao Yimo quietly.

With a hand on his neck, Qiao Yimo quietly pinched the edge of his shirt collar, watching his eyes flicker uncontrollably, "...you should tell me, so that I can be prepared."

"Ready?" Mu Qingxun stretched a long finger under Qiao Yimo's chin and picked it lightly, so that her entire face was completely exposed in front of her eyes.

Qiao Yimo nodded, squeezed her fingers tightly, "I can pick you up. And..."

"What?" Mu Qingchen approached Qiao Yimo slowly, her black eyes staring at Qiao Yimo almost without letting go of a hair.

Qiao Yimo's fingertips were numb. Looking at the perfect handsome face that was getting closer and closer, without a trace of blemish, his consciousness was so dispirited that he didn't know what to say except staring at his face.

Mu Qingxun hugged Qiao Yimo tightly, watching her staring at her pupils in a trance, Feiran's thin lips lightly brushed, and she raised her chin, pecking from the corner of her eyes until she opened slightly. lips.

The moment the two lips stick together.

The eyes of each other can't help shrinking slightly.

After being separated for more than a month, each other's miss for each other has reached an intensity that cannot be relieved.

Such a kiss is enough to evoke all thoughts.

Qiao Yimo took a deep breath, and in the next moment, her hands tightly wrapped around Mu Qingxun's neck again.

At the moment when she hugged her, Mu Qingxun pried open her teeth and penetrated to the deepest point.

……

About half an hour later, Qiao Yimo took a bite of breakfast on Mu Qingxun's lap.

"Why do you only have breakfast at this hour?" Mu Qingxun looked down at Qiao Yimo's flushed face, and her somewhat red and swollen lips chewing food, and asked warmly.

Qiao Yimo's eyelashes fluttered, "...because I'm only getting up now."

Mu Qingxun, "..."

Qiao Yimo stuck out her tongue, pointed to a plate of sour diced radish on the table, "I want to eat that."

Mu Qingxun picked up a piece along her finger, put it on the porridge spoon, and fed it to Qiao Yimo's mouth, frowning, "Is it uncomfortable?"

The reason why Mu Qingxun asked this was because Qiao Yimo never had the habit of staying up in bed, unless he messed with her hard, she would sleep until noon the next day if she really couldn't wake up.

Qiao Yimo swallowed what was in his mouth, and then raised his eyelids to look at Mu Qingxun, "No."

Mu Qingxun stared deeply at Qiao Yimo, but said nothing.

Qiao Yimo rolled her eyes, "Brother Mu, have you dealt with the matter in Germany?"

Mu Qingyan covered her black eyelashes, and fed Qiao Yimo with a crystal shrimp dumpling.

Qiao Yimo bit into her mouth, chewing slowly while looking at Mu Qingxun.

"how?"

Mu Qingxun raised her right eyebrow and looked at Qiao Yimo lightly.

"?" She was asking him!Why did he ask her back?

Qiao Yimo quickly chewed and swallowed the dumplings in his mouth, opened his mouth, "Brother Mu..."

"If you don't want to eat, let's go upstairs."

Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo quietly, and said slowly.

go upstairs?

Qiao Yimo's pupils fixed slightly, and her face turned red without knowing it.

When Mu Qingxun saw it, her eyes flickered, she lowered her head and kissed the corner of her mouth, but she didn't carry her upstairs immediately, but continued to feed her.

Qiao Yimo originally wanted to ask about the situation in Germany, but was successfully interrupted by Mu Qingxun's words.

Next, Qiao Yimo was so "perfect" that she couldn't think of anything, only Mu Qingxun's words "Let's go upstairs" came to mind!
……

It took nearly two hours for a breakfast, that is to say, it was almost noon when Mu Qingxun and Qiao Yimo came out of the restaurant.

Qiao Yimo wholeheartedly thought that Mu Qingxun would really take her upstairs...

It's just that they went upstairs, but they didn't go to the same room.

Mu Qingxun went directly to the study with Cheng Yin and the others, while Qiao Yimo stayed for a while before going to the bedroom.

bedroom.

Qiao Yimo sat on the sofa, subconsciously caressing her stomach with one hand, but involuntarily looked towards the door of the bedroom with her distinct eyes.

Mu Qingxun came back suddenly, she was really pleasantly surprised.

And the happy mood lasted until they came out of the restaurant.

However, when I saw the three people waiting outside, even if they tried their best to restrain themselves, they could not conceal the solemnity and dignifiedness of the three people, the joy in my heart was also tinged with uneasiness.

She always knew.

But when Mu Qingxuan gathered Cheng Yin, Deng Meng and Sun Ju together in the study, something big must have happened.

Otherwise, there would be no point in asking all three of Cheng Yin to do such trivial things!

Thinking about it, Qiao Yimo couldn't help curling his hand on his stomach slightly.

Could it be that something happened in Germany?Or... Mu is? !

(End of this chapter)