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Chapter 936 Mu Qing is Drunk
Su Zhiqi was facing the direction of the door of the house, and of course he saw the scene at the door before Qiao Yimo.

It's just that there is no obvious change in Su Zhiqi's mood, the only thing that can be seen is the corners of his lips that are slightly hooked.

Qiao Yimo's suspicious eyes passed over Hu Zhiqi's face, and then turned to look at the door.

The moment his gaze fell on the door, Qiao Yimo's pupils suddenly constricted, and his cheeks on both sides trembled uncontrollably.

"Little Momo, is there anyone else living with you?"

Jing Yao couldn't move his eyes from a table of delicacies, and when he heard the door open, he casually said in doubt.

Qiao Yimo pinched her fingertips, held her breath, and stared at the door.

The person standing at the door was not someone else, but it was indeed unexpected for Qiao Yimo that this person appeared at the door of her room at this time.

"If you have a guest, why don't you tell me in advance, so that I can come here earlier."

The man's voice was flat, he held a cane against the closed door, and then walked towards the balcony with steady steps.

He was wearing a white turtleneck sweater and a long black coat, which was different from the serious business shirt, suit and coat when he left in the morning, and looked more gentle and everyday.

The expression on his face has always been light since he appeared at the door, not the kind of lightness pretended to be, but the kind of calmness and calmness that melted into his bones.

With him like this, even Qiao Yimo couldn't get a glimpse of his true emotions through his skin.

Suddenly Zhi Qi's face was polite and gentle like a superficial entertainment, when he heard Mu Qingxun's words, he just curled his lips slightly and didn't speak.

Qiao Yimo looked at the man who was getting closer and closer, his throat slid down, and his curled fingertips let go, but he didn't say anything.

On the contrary, when Jing Yao heard Mu Qingxun's voice, he glanced at Mu Qingxun with his eyes fixed on the dining table, and the moment Mu Qingxun's appearance imprinted in his eyes, the little guy stood up from the stool, Swish the chubby body

Standing in front of Qiao Yimo, she raised two small black eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you? How did you get in? Hmm... Where did you get the key to Xiao Momo's house?"

Mu Qingxun's eyes slid from Qiao Yimo's body to Jing Yao's unfriendly little face, and he hummed from deep in his throat, "I live here, where do you think I got the key?"

what?
Jing Yao's eyes widened, his little head turned back ninety degrees, staring at Qiao Yimo, "Little Momo, he said he lives here?!"

Qiao Yimo frowned, shook his head at Jingyao, and then looked at Mu Qingxun again, with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Then how did he have the keys to your house?"

Jing Yao said that he was not so easy to fool, and asked.

"I forgot to lock the door just now."

Qiao Yimo drooped her eyelashes, raised her hand and said.

It was so!
Jing Yao pursed his mouth, let out a long breath, turned his head and looked at Mu Qingxun, "Three-year-old children know that before entering someone's house, they have to knock on the door first and get permission from the owner before they can come in. Hmph, we're going to eat, okay

Go or not! "

After finishing speaking, Jing Yao turned around, grabbed Qiao Yimo's hand and held it, as if he was afraid that Qiao Yimo would be snatched away.

"Jojo, it seems that you have to explain something."

Mu Qingxun looked at Qiao Yimo calmly, "Tell them last night, did I stay here 'all night'? Do I have to get your permission to come in here?"

a whole night……

Qiao Yimo took a breath, bit her lower lip with her white teeth hooked, her small face was slightly tense, and she stared at Mu Qingxun in a warning light.

Didn't he say that nothing happened to them last night?
Now I deliberately mentioned what I wanted to do last night?
Mu Qingxun, what exactly do you mean? !
Suddenly, Qi Qi's calmness on the surface could not be maintained, and the emotions hidden in his eyes overflowed from the collapse. He slowly narrowed his eyes, stared at Mu Qing and said, "Are you sure or not, Mr. Mu?" have entered

coming.It happened that Momo had just cooked a table of dishes, and the three of us couldn't eat so much. Since Mr. Mu is here, let's go together... Momo, what do you think? "

Su Zhiqi's previous words seemed to have placed him in the position of master, but at the end, he asked Qiao Yimo what the real master meant in a decent manner.

Speaking is an art!

Qiao Yimo felt that after Hu Zhiqi finished speaking, the little hand holding her hand tightened in refusal.

Qiao Yimo lowered her eyelashes and said nothing.

It's not because of Jing Yao, but because she knows that no matter what she says, when someone comes, she will never leave!

Whether Qiao Yimo expresses his opinion or not actually doesn't matter to Hu Zhiqi.

So, Hu Zhiqi looked at Mu Qingxun "naturally", and said with a smile, "Mr. Mu, please sit down."

"Ah."

Mu Qingchen smiled in an unclear tone, glanced at Hu Zhiqi lightly, and said softly, "Mr. Hu is the one who invited you."

Suddenly Zhi Qi lowered his head and smiled, but sat down indifferently.

Mu Qingxun passed Qiao Yimo and Jing Yao, and sat at the table where Qiao Yimo was supposed to sit.

Jing Yao frowned tightly, looking at Mu Qingxun and thinking, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat much of this meal, what a waste of Xiao Momo's love for him!
Although the result was within Qiao Yimo's expectations, it was still hard to avoid depression in his heart.

Qiao Yimo took a deep breath, led Jing Yao to let him sit on the seat, went back to the kitchen and took a new set of bowls and chopsticks and a small chair, placed it beside Jing Yao and sat down.

"Brother Zhiqi, eat."

Qiao Yimo forced out a smile, and suddenly stopped Qi Dao.

Qi raised his lips suddenly, and blinked at Qiao Yimo in relief.

That glance, hidden under relief, was indescribably familiar and close.

Qiao Yimo was not in the mood to understand what was meaningless, so she picked up the chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Jing Yao.

Seeing that Qiao Yimo ignored Mu Qingxun, Jing Yao instantly felt at ease, and turned on the foodie mode wholeheartedly.

A trace of blackness flashed across Mu Qingxun's deep eyes, watching Qiao Yimo focus on picking up vegetables for Jing Yao, picking fish bones, picking ribs, peeling shrimp shells and crabs, and she didn't even bother to eat a bite.

Such meticulous and thoughtful attention to detail, if I didn't like it very much, I wouldn't be able to do this step at all.

There seemed to be a huge wave violently churning past Mu Qing's eyes, and they were submerged in the depths in the blink of an eye, and the surface of the eye mask instantly returned to its usual calmness.

Suddenly Zhi Qi glanced at Mu Qingxun calmly, picked up the drink from the table with one hand, and put it between his lips to sip it lightly.

"Mr. Hu and I have known each other for many years, and this is the second time we dine at the same table. The first time I didn't have a few drinks with Mr. Hu. It's rare to meet tonight, why don't we have a few drinks?"

Mu Qingxun said in a soft voice before moving her eyes away from Qiao Yimo's body.

Suddenly Zhiqi's hand, which was putting the drink cup on the table, stopped when he heard the words, and then said, "That's a good suggestion, it's just wine..."

"The wine problem is not the problem." Mu Qingchen twitched the corners of her lips, squinted at Su Zhiqi, "Last night when Qiao Qiao and I celebrated New Year's Eve, we happened to bring some red wine."

It was last night again...

Qiao Yimo's face turned blue, and he endured it, forcing himself to pretend that he didn't hear anything, and continued to serve Jingyao.

Suddenly, the sparkle in Qi Qi's eyes condensed an inch, trying not to let the coldness rise to the surface.

……

No matter how Qiao Yimo thought about it, Mu Qingxun and Hu Zhiqi drank up the red wine brought by Mu Qingxun after drinking a few glasses. After drinking for more than two hours, they were... all drunk up!
Qiao Yimo and Jingyao sat at the dining table like petrified, staring blankly at the two gloriously drunk men lying on both sides of the dining table!

"Xiao Momo, what should I do if the swelling occurs?"

Jing Yao blinked his dark eyes.

Qiao Yimo, "..." She also wants to know!

Jing Yao inhaled, looked at Qiao Yimo and said with a serious face, "Both of them look very strong, it should be fine to lie here for a night, right?"

Joey's forehead was full of black lines.

Forget about Mu Qingxun, but Hu Zhiqi is his "father".

In the middle of winter, he actually asked Hu Zhiqi to stay on the balcony for one night, is it all right? !

……

Qiao Yimo only thought that the little guy was just a little fat all over his body, but he didn't expect that when he really worked hard, he was quite powerful.

The two worked together to move Hu Zhiqi to the sofa in the living room, and Qiao Yimo took out a thick quilt from the bedroom and covered Hu Zhiqi with it.

"Little Momo, what about him?"

Jing Yao slumped on the corner of the sofa, pouted and pointed to Mu Qingxun on the balcony.

Qiao Yimo pursed the corners of her lips, looked at Mu Qingxun's back, bit her, and stretched out her hand, "Leave him alone!"

Jing Yao, "..." Love to hear and see!
……

Jing Yao's work and rest schedules were relatively regular, because the drunk Su Zhiqi was tossing around for a while, and soon after nine o'clock, he became drowsy.

Qiao Yimo had no choice but to lead him to the bathroom to wash up, and let him sleep on his bed.

After Jing Yao fell asleep, Qiao Yimo stared at the bedroom door for a while, then retracted her gaze cruelly, went to the bathroom to wash up, and planned to rest.

However, less than 5 minutes after entering the bathroom, Joey came out angrily with a small face.

……

On the terrace, Qiao Yimo kicked Mu Qingxun first, but Mu Qingxun didn't respond.

Qiao Yimo then pushed and clapped with his hands, his movements were obviously angry, not so "gentle".

Mu Qingxun seemed to be really drunk and passed out, no matter how rude Qiao Yimo's actions were, he didn't react at all.

Qiao Yimo's hand on Mu Qingxun's back gradually stopped moving.

Standing beside Mu Qingxun, staring down at the back of his head for a moment, Qiao Yimo lifted his chin, looked at the night and sighed, squatted down, passed behind his shoulder with one hand, hugged his back, Wrapping an arm around his chest, trying to
Pick people up.

The result is... Qiao Yimo overestimated her own strength.

She shared that she didn't pick him up, but made herself out of breath.

A little angry, Qiao Yimo pouted and slapped his arm, what's the matter with being so tall and heavy?What is the use? !Is the wine that good?Don't you know how much you can drink? !don't get yourself drunk
Involve others!

While Qiao Yimo kept scolding in her heart, she couldn't let go of hugging her.

I don't know if his slap worked, but now Qiao Yimo really hugged him up.

At that moment, Qiao Yimo was stunned.

I was shocked and relieved.

After a while, just when Qiao Yimo was about to help someone walk towards the house.

With a bang, something slipped and fell to the ground.

Qiao Yimo looked down, and when he saw the black crutch rolling and thrown far away on the ground, his heart thumped.

Because of this emotion, Qiao Yimo helped Mu Qingxun into the house, and walked towards the bedroom without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)