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Chapter 872 Leave, five years

The sound of the door opening came from behind, and Qiao Yimo loosened her fingers from the railing, and when she turned around and looked in from the balcony door, the expression on her face seemed to return to the original one.

The man with a straight and slender figure stepped into the bedroom and stopped after taking two steps into the bedroom. His clear and picturesque face became a little more serious, and his dark eyes swept half a circle around the bedroom. Stopped on her body.

In just two or three seconds, his handsome face was like a smooth marble surface without a trace of lines, and he walked towards her step by step.

Qiao Yimo's eyes flashed, and before he approached, he returned to the bedroom from the balcony. The moment the two passed by, a wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Qiao Yimo stopped naturally, looked up at the man's elegant face, raised her finger to the mobile phone on the coffee table, and signaled that she had something to say.

Mu Qingxun looked in the direction she pointed, her thin crimson lips closed slightly, her slender hand slipped down, she held her hand tightly, and led her to the sofa in front of the coffee table to sit down.

Qiao Yimo picked up the phone, looked at Mu Qingxun, and then at the hand that was still being held by him, the meaning was self-evident.

Mu Qing seemed to twitch Junyi's eyebrows, but didn't seem to, and let go of Qiao Yimo's hand.

Qiao Yimo turned on the phone and typed.

"When will you let me go?"

After Qiao Yimo finished editing, she raised her head and stared straight at Mu Qingxun's black eyes that suddenly became deep and cold after seeing the text on her phone screen.

And Qiao Yimo waited for a long time, but Mu Qingxun did not speak.

Qiao Yimo frowned, pursed her naturally cherry-colored lips, retracted the phone, and flicked her fingertips across the screen.

"You promised me a week ago and let me go. What do you mean by not talking now? Are you trying to lie to me again?"

Qiao Yimo looked at Mu Qingxun, with cold eyes and brows.

Mu Qingxun didn't even look at her phone this time, but looked at Qiao Yimo's increasingly tense and frosty little face in a deep and unpredictable manner.

Qiao Yimo bit the back of the teeth, her lips turned white from her pursing, lowered her head, and her fingertips, which were stubbornly sliding on the phone screen, suddenly trembled violently.

"Mu Qingxin, you can't be such a bastard, you..."

Behind the word "you" is a string of chaotic characters that Qiao Yimo typed out with trembling hands.

Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo's flushed side face and neck, as well as the weird throbbing veins on it, and said calmly, "A week ago, you were dying, and now you're looking sleepy again, I don't say that to comfort you
, You and I may now be separated by yin and yang. "

Qiao Yimo raised her head abruptly, staring at Mu Qingxun with red eyes, in disbelief.

So, he lied to her again? !
"Don't look like this."

The nerve in Qiao Yimo's brain was so tense that it was about to break, and when the blood all over his body was freezing, Mu Qingxun curled the corners of his mouth, and there was a sarcasm in his indifferent tone, "I would have thought you were I'm going to faint."

Qiao Yimo, "..." bit her teeth with all her strength, and stared at Mu Qingxin's ruthless and ruthless eyes.

Mu Qingxin easily wrapped Qiao Yimo's arm with one hand, lifted Qiao Yimo effortlessly, even turned half a circle on the spot, pinched her waist, and sat on his lap.

Qiao Yimo was panting unevenly, the hairs all over her body stood on end, and she stared at Mu Qingxun in panic and hatred.

Mu Qingxun hooked Qiao Yimo with one arm. She didn't use much force, but it was a shackle that Qiao Yimo couldn't break free even with all her strength.

With the other hand, the two extreme emotions of frivolity and infatuation are intertwined, pinching Qiao Yimo's tight and trembling chin, his sight is like a branding iron mark on her lips, and his voice is indifferent, "coward."

Qiao Yimo's pupils dilated.

Mu Qingxun hummed softly, then lifted Qiao Yimo's chin and kissed her.

Qiao Yimo's back was stiff, humiliation appeared on his face, and he immediately stretched out his hand to push.

"Tui, if you want me to lock you up in the closed garden for the rest of your life, just push."

As soon as Qiao Yimo put her hands on Mu Qingxun's shoulders, the man's menacing and dangerous voice penetrated into her eardrums, and the pushing and shoving movements stopped immediately, and she stared wide-eyed at the man's approaching black eyes that were as deep as a bottomless pit .

The dark or violent side of the man hidden in the depths is now unreservedly revealed in front of Qiao Yimo.

He stared at her with traces of oppression and domineering in his eyes, and the cool and flexible tip of his tongue rushed in irresistibly.

Qiao Yimo inhaled, the sudden panic and repulsion made her tremble uncontrollably, and the circles of her eyes gradually turned red, like a rabbit that was frightened but unable to resist and break free.

Mu Qingxun kissed deeper and deeper, and then directly picked up Qiao Yimo and pressed her onto the sofa.

Qiao Yimo was stretched into a straight line under him, and all the muscles in her body were clinging to her bones and compressing them.

The fear and despair of being unable to scream when encountering a powerful invasion are doubled from her eyes and expression.

Qiao Yimo thought she was just unable to speak, but at this moment she found that not only was she unable to speak, but her inability to speak also seriously affected and hindered her reaction and mobility.

It turned out that I couldn't make a sound, and I couldn't even release my strength from my body.

Sweeping at Qiao Yimo's swollen neck more than twice, Mu Qingxun raised her head.

When his eyes met Qiao Yimo's engraved with deep hatred and cold eyes staring at him, the scorching heat hovering in his chest was cooled down like ice water was poured on him.

Getting off Qiao Yimo, Mu Qingxun stood in front of the sofa, looked at Qiao Yimo who was lying on the sofa in disheveled clothes, his throat was tight but extremely dry rolling up and down, and after leaving a word, he strode towards the bathroom go.

"Pack yourself up, wait for me to come out, let's talk about letting you go!"

Qiao Yimo, "..."

……

When Mu Qingxun came out of the bathroom, she saw that Qiao Yimo had taken on a whole new look. Apart from being pale, there was no extra emotion on her beautiful face.

Mu Qingxun came over and did not sit with Qiao Yimo, but sat on the single sofa beside her, "Before talking to you, there is something I need to confirm, please answer me honestly."

Mu Qingxun looked directly at Qiao Yimo, "Even if I exchanged Mo Xiaoxun who was locked in the cold cellar for you not to leave, you wouldn't compromise, would you?"

Qiao Yimo didn't hesitate, her eyes were firm, just like she shook her head when she was determined to be with him.

Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo, not knowing whether to be happy or sad for a moment.

"I promise to let you go, but I have conditions." Mu Qing said.

Qiao Yimo thought for a while and nodded.

"One, I'll let you go, but you must let me know where you are."

Qiao Yimo tightened her lips, and there was a slight disgust and resistance in her eyes.

Mu Qing snorted coldly, "If you can't do it, stay by my side obediently!"

Qiao Yimo was startled, and stared at Mu Qingxun with wide eyes.

Mu Qingxun's face was profound and resolute, and there was no room for bargaining.

Qiao Yimo bit her lip and nodded.

"Second, I want to see you, don't ignore me!"

Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo, the emotion in her eyes was deep and dense.

Qiao Yimo frowned, picked up the phone, typed, then got up, moved to a seat closer to Mu Qingxun, and handed him the phone.

Mu Qingxun's outline was tense, and she squinted her eyes.

"Does it make sense?"

Mu Qingxun's heart seemed to be torn off severely by someone, and her breathing froze for a moment. Looking at Qiao Yimo, "This is my business. You can just answer me, can you do it?"

Qiao Yimo frowned even deeper. Obviously, this one was more difficult for Qiao Yimo to accept than the previous one.

After a long silence, Qiao Yimo lowered his head.

"You're married, and it's not appropriate for me to see me emotionally or rationally. Besides, I don't think it's necessary for us to meet... However, if you insist on using this as a blackmail condition, then I have no other choice but to agree. "

After Qiao Yimo finished editing, she looked at Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qingxun's expression was stained with indistinct black air, and his eyes were fixed on Qiao Yimo, "Indeed, you have no other choice!"

Qiao Yimo: "Is there any more?"

"three."

Mu Qingxin's eyes were sunken, and she said word by word, "For five years, you are not allowed to be ambiguous with other men, you are not allowed to fall in love, and you are not allowed to marry! Otherwise, I will arrest you immediately and lock you up with a chain. For the rest of your life, don't you think
Take another half step away from me! "

"..."!
Qiao Yimo looked at Mu Qingxun in disbelief.

What does he want to do?
Even if you agree to let her go, you still have to control her, right? !

Qiao Yimo took a deep breath, and the sudden awakening made her face darken uncontrollably, and every joint in her hands holding the mobile phone and typing was tense.

"What's the difference between you like this and not letting me go?"

She wanted to leave him and start a new life!
But the three conditions he put forward were all still involved with him!
This is not letting go, it is simply another kind of control and entanglement.

She doesn't want it, never!

"I didn't want to let go! You threatened me with yourself, so I had to back down and compromise."

Mu Qingxun saw it, and looked sharply at Qiao Yimo's flushed face, "It's only been five years, leave me, are you so impatient to find another home?"

In these words, Mu Qingxun more or less contained some gnashing of jealousy and cruelty.

Qiao Yimo stared at him, her chest heaving sharply.

Mu Qingxun suddenly stood up from the sofa, clenched her fists hanging by her sides slightly, and stared at Qiao Yimo coldly, "If you agree, I will let you go, if you don't agree, I will treat it as if you decided to stay , accompany me!"

After saying that, Mu Qingxuan stepped towards the door.

Qiao Yimo straightened her back and stared at Mu Qingxun who was getting closer to the door in extreme panic.

In such a short time, Qiao Yimo didn't have time to think about it carefully. What's more, she really, really didn't want to stay here for a moment!

then.

The moment Mu Qingxun walked to the door, reached out and held the doorknob to turn the door, Qiao Yimo took a breath of air, her small face shook violently like a twitch, stood up abruptly, rushed over, and in front of Mu Qingxun Before opening the door, grabbed his waist from behind
Measured shirt material.

Mu Qingxun's back shivered, and his heart quickly fell to the bottom of the valley, and his pale face slowly floated up on his clean and handsome face.

……

Five years later.

(End of this chapter)