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Chapter 932 Ignite the Fire in Qiao Yimo's Heart

"It's not that I didn't help you do this."

Muqing Xing Chunchun's voice slowly descended from the top of her head, with a very natural and unusual tone.

Qiao Yimo suddenly thought of the two months that the two spent "silently" together in a small apartment of [-] to [-] square meters.

At that time, compared to the past five or six years, someone was simply one of the four best men in the legend.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yimo couldn't help thinking of a sentence that Mu Qingxun used to say in the past few years: You are not my woman, why should I do this to please you?
So, now he has become a "four good men" again, is it because of her saying that she waits for him? !
Qiao Yimo couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, wanting to laugh helplessly.

He insisted on washing, but Qiao Yimo simply didn't stop him, turned sideways, and was about to bend over and get out from under his arms.

"What?"

Mu Qingxun spoke slowly, her arms tightened without showing any trace.

Qiao Yimo got stuck sadly, unable to get out, and unable to turn back, her face was hot.

Mu Qingxun rested her chin on the top of her head, and when he made a sound from his throat, Qiao Yimo could feel the frequency of his Adam's apple trembling, "Stay obediently, don't move around."

Qiao Yimo, "..." It was embarrassing.

……

Facts have proved that Mu Qingxun is really not a material for washing and tidying up. After washing a bowl for half an hour, her movements are still clumsy and slow, and she almost dropped the bowl several times.

After washing, Qiao Yimo couldn't help laughing when he heard someone's sigh of relief from above his head.

It's just washing the dishes, it's like doing a big job, is it so difficult? !

After washing some fruit, the two came out of the kitchen holding hands and sat side by side on the sofa.

Mu Qingxun's two long legs are manly apart, one hand is holding Qiao Yimo's hand, and the other hand is casually resting on the sofa, her broad back is relaxed against the back of the sofa, her eyes are slightly lowered, and she quietly stares at him. Look at Joey Mo.

Qiao Yimo glanced at him sideways, picked up a toothpick from the fruit bowl, took a piece of apple, fed it into his mouth, and chewed delicately.

"good to eat?"

Mu Qingxun pinched the knuckles of her fingers.

Qiao Yimo nodded slightly, it's okay.

"Give me a taste." Mu Qingxun said.

Joey paused, and brought a fork to his lips.

Mu Qingxun seemed to be very satisfied, her lips flicked lightly, her black eyes stared at Qiao Yimo with ambiguous heat, and she bit her lips.

Qiao Yimo swallowed her throat, licked her lower lip with the tip of her tongue uncomfortably, quickly looked away, to cover up something, unconsciously rolled the toothpick between her fingertips, and kept her gaze straight at the table on the coffee table at [-] degrees. plate of fruit.

"My piece is not very sweet." Mu Qing said abruptly.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

She only cut one apple in total. It doesn't make sense that hers is sweet, but his is not, right?

Qiao Yimo glanced at Mu Qingxun wordlessly.

Mu Qingxun pursed her thin lips, staring straight at Qiao Yimo, "Give me another piece."

Qiao Yimo handed him the toothpick in his hand.

"Hands are empty."

Mu Qingxun said "thick-skinned".

Qiao Yimo looked at Mu Qingxun, and after two or three seconds, forked an apple to his mouth.

Mu Qingxun ate it, chewing it slowly, as if she was really tasting it.

Seeing him like that... Qiao Yimo almost laughed.

This man... She didn't even know what to say about him.

Mu Qingxun rolled up the corners of her mouth, raised her long eyebrows, stared at Qiao Yimo's smiling eyes, and hummed, "This one is sweeter than the last one."

Qiao Yimo turned her face away and smiled.

She gave someone the ability to open their eyes and tell lies? !

At this moment, the warm and powerful big hand that wrapped her hand was withdrawn, Qiao Yimo was stunned, and before she could look over, her hand was clasped again.

Qiao Yimo's heart was beating fast, and she turned her head to look.

Seeing the hands that were originally wrapped, but now...fingers intertwined, Qiao Yimo grunted, slowly raised his eyelashes, and looked at Mu Qingxun dully.

Mu Qingxun also stared at Qiao Yimo, the hotness and warmth in her eyes ignited the fire in Qiao Yimo's heart little by little.

Qiao Yimo only felt that the whole body, centered on the heart, was slowly warming up.

Qiao Yimo took a deep breath and smiled.

Mu Qingchen pursed her lips, and stretched out her hand to scratch the itchy flesh of Qiao Yimo's chin.

Qiao Yimo wrinkled the tip of her nose, and shyly shyly curled up with a smile shining in her eyes.

When Mu Qingxun appeared and hugged her tightly, Qiao Yimo realized that she missed him so much.

After confirming that he came here specially to accompany her during the New Year, Qiao Yimo's heart seemed to return to her girlhood when she had never experienced anything. It was as sweet as eating a large box of chocolates. The blood that was used to being frozen and cold gradually warmed up. change

Boiling, overflowing enthusiasm mixed with blood flowing freely in the blood vessels...

It felt like the first time I hadn't seen it for a long time.

……

I have been alone all these years. For Qiao Yimo, the Chinese New Year is not much different from usual.At most, she was in the mood of pasting a blessing on the door panel.

But this year, it's different.

So after breakfast the next day, Qiao Yimo planned to go out to buy ingredients for the evening, and add some small decorations for the Chinese New Year to make the house more appropriate and festive.

"Together."

Knowing that Qiao Yimo was going out, Mu Qing said.

Qiao Yimo blinked, "No need, you stay at home, I'll go and come back by myself."

"Are you in a hurry?"

Mu Qingxun looked at her.

"..." Qiao Yimo smiled bitterly, "Don't rush."

"Ah."

Mu Qingxun took the overcoat on the bed, picked up Qiao Yimo's down jacket and wrapped it around her, put her arms around her shoulders and put it in her arms, and was about to walk towards the door.

"..."

Joey stood still.

Mu Qingxun paused, looking down at her silently.

"Well, Kaicheng is a small place."

Qiao Yimo hesitated.

"Then?"

"...There is only one larger vegetable market."

"so?"

"There is only one large supermarket that is better."

"..."

"I work in a hospital and many people know me."

"They all thought I was... single."

Mu Qingxun was silent, her deep black eyes were silently looking at Qiao Yimo's face, which became more and more guilty as she talked.

Qiao Yimo laughed along, her face almost froze.

"Am I embarrassing you?"

There was no emotion in Mu Qing's voice.

Qiao Yimo was startled, shook his head in a hurry, stretched out his hand and quickly said, "Of course not. How could you be ashamed? If you take it out like this, there is no man in the world who is not ashamed. You, don't think too much, I am feel
When asked, I don't know what to say... Our situation is quite complicated, no, isn't it?One thing more is worse than one thing less, you, what do you think? "

Mu Qingxun stared deeply at Qiao Yimo, her complexion was so unpredictable that Qiao Yimo could not see it.

He didn't speak for a long time, Qiao Yimo exhaled, looked at him and said in sign language, "Forget it, let's go together."

"not going."

Mu Qingxun stared at her and said.

Qiao Yimo's face tensed, "Are you angry?"

Mu Qingyan shook her head calmly.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Mu Qingxun spread her hands, patted Qiao Yimo's head from top to bottom, and said softly, "Go downstairs and tell me, I'll go down to pick you up."

Joey's heartstrings tightened.

……

After lunch at noon, Qiao Yimo and Mu Qingxun simply decorated the house with the things Qiao Yimo bought.

After that, Joey made a pot of tea, and the two went to the terrace to have a drink or two.

The warmth and warmth of the sun cast a layer of gentle light and shadow on the two of them. The picture is so beautiful and warm that it is easy to think of the quiet years and the appearance of love.

Before four o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Yimo went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Mu Qingxun sat on the balcony for less than 3 minutes, and then followed in.

Qiao Yimo looked at him with light in his eyes.

Mu Qingxun hugged her from behind, rolled up her sleeves, "I'll help you."

Qiao Yimo smiled, and took some vegetables and meat that needed to be washed and handed them to Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qing pinched the soft flesh of her cheek.

Qiao Yimo smiled and pushed his hand to the sink, didn't you want to say help, wash you quickly.

Mu Qingxun sighed, and washed up with a look of hard work despite clearly not being able to do so.

After Qiao Yimo finished cooking the chicken soup, he saw that he had left the vegetable leaves all over the sink, so he couldn't help pinching him in disgust.

Mu Qing pursed her lips and looked at Qiao Yimo innocently.

Qiao Yimo taught him how to wash.

Mu Qingxun also learned it seriously, but as long as Qiao Yimo went to do other things, he would always be able to make a mess of the sink.

Qiao Yi was ashamed and pushed him away unbearably.

Mu Qing stood on the sidelines, first staring at Qiao Yimo silently, then she never saw Qiao Yimo looking at herself, suddenly feeling empty and cold, she picked up a chicken leg and put it on the cutting board to liven up the blood and cut it up.

bang bang bang...

"I got you."

Qiao Yimo went crazy, dropped the food in his hand dumbfoundingly, walked over and took his knife, and glared at him, "I think I'm going to keep you in the kitchen, you might ruin my kitchen, get out!"

However, Mu Qingxun seemed to be shocked, and froze for a moment, staring at Qiao Yimo intently.

"Go out quickly. You don't need to clean up the mess you made. I can hurry up by myself."

Qiao Yimo put down the knife, grabbed his arm, and pulled it out of the kitchen.

Mu Qingxun seemed to have been tapped, no matter how hard Qiao Yimo tried, he remained motionless.

Joey Monahan looked at him, and saw Mu Qingqin's clear face was tightly focused, her black eyes were sunken, her pupils were unbelievable, and seemed to shrink slightly.

Qiao Yimo's heart skipped a beat, he inhaled, slowly let go of his arm, raised his hand and said, "What's wrong?"

Mu Qingyan's black eyebrows frowned suddenly, and her eyes were even tighter, but she just moved from Qiao Yimo's face to her hands.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Not sure why.

"I can do it well, I will stay and help you."

While Mu Qingxun was speaking, her body turned mechanically and stiffly.

Qiao Yimo hurriedly took his hand.

Mu Qingxun paused again.

Qiao Yimo looked at him worriedly, and said in sign language, "It's okay if you don't know how to do these things, I will be fine... I have no other intention of asking you to go out, I just want to make dinner faster so that you can eat it earlier eat... you,

Are you okay? "

Qiao Yimo could see the pain in Mu Qingxun's eyes for a moment.

Qiao Yimo's heart clenched, her throat moved anxiously, "You..."

"I'm going outside."

Mu Qingxun suddenly raised his voice slightly, and then he left the kitchen.

Qiao Yimo stood in the kitchen, staring blankly at Mu Qingxun's back disappearing into the kitchen.

After a long while, Qiao Yimo's dull and bewildered eyes flashed fiercely, and then turned red.

Just now... did she speak again?

(End of this chapter)