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Chapter 961
Qiao Yimo's cheeks were hot, she pursed her lips and gave him a sideways glance, put down the knife in her hand, turned to look at him and said, "I wanted to discuss it with you after dinner, since you are so free now, why don't we just talk about it now?" .”

Mu Qingxun hugged Qiao Yimo, "You want to discuss with me how to introduce Xiaosheng and Jingyao to each other?"

Qiao Yimo was slightly surprised, he knew all this?
"Accidentally, I know you so well?"

Mu Qingxun tapped Qiao Yimo's eyebrows with the hand holding the cane, the action was very natural intimacy and pampering.

Qiao Yimo's face became hotter, and he nodded, "Actually, I'm not worried about Jingyao, I'm worried about Xiaosheng."

"Jing Yao is home now, so meeting Xiaosheng is unavoidable."

Mu Qingxun raised her eyebrows, looked at Qiao Yimo's face that became serious unconsciously, "What about you, what did you plan?"

Qiao Yimo paused for a while, then stretched out his hand and said, "Xiaosheng's place in your heart is actually the second Jingyao."

Mu Qingxin's eyes narrowed quickly, and the corners of her mouth curled up, "Oh?"

"You don't have to deny it."

Qiao Yimo sighed lightly.

For Xiaosheng, Qiao Yimo only has distress and affection, and this distress and affection comes from the child she thought she had lost, Mu Qingxun, and her innate kindness and empathy.

In terms of deep affection for Xiaosheng, Qiao Yimo is far inferior to Mu Qingxun.

When Qiao Yimo saw Xiaosheng for the first time, her first thought was that Mu Qingxin mistook Xiaosheng for her and his own flesh and blood, and loved Xiaosheng sincerely.

After seeing Xiaosheng, Qiao Yimo gradually understood that Mu Qingxun was very sober.

He is very clear that Xiaosheng is not that child. A large part of the reason for his concern and love for Xiaosheng from the bottom of his heart comes from his spiritual support.

He regarded Xiaosheng as their child.

Qiao Yimo always felt that.

In the past few years, compared to her, the existence of Xiaosheng is the support and subtle candlelight that Mu Qingxun persisted on.

Mu Qingxun put the crutch aside, shook Qiao Yimo's raised hand, and said in a low voice, "Have I denied it?"

Qiao Yimo was a little helpless, "I want to talk to Jing Yao first. As for Xiaosheng, when she gets better, I will find a suitable opportunity to tell her."

Xiaosheng's physical condition is very bad, and Qiao Yimo has never found a way to heal Xiaosheng.

None of them knew what would meet Xiaosheng next?
Is it a turning point, or is it cruel...

Therefore, as long as Qiao Yimo thought of telling her in front of Xiaosheng that she and Jingyao were actually their biological children, she felt cruel.

Mu Qingxun stroked Qiao Yimo's frowning eyebrows, "Alright."

Qiao Yimo's throat was a little tight, looking at Mu Qingxun's expressionless face, the joy brought by Jing Yao was suddenly reduced by more than half.

Mu Qingxun hugged Qiao Yimo, and gently rested her chin on the top of her hair, "You haven't told me why you are the only one in the kitchen?"

Qiao Yimo took a deep breath and pushed him away, "I want to cook for Jing Yao myself."

Qiao Yimo didn't say that the reason why he didn't ask the servant to help was because the little guy reported a bunch of dish names, and he couldn't find any recipes in the whole world.

And when she first entered the kitchen, the little guy deliberately "made things difficult" for her, taking her saying that he wanted to cook for him to eat and block her, saying that if others helped, it would not be counted as her doing it herself.

Qiao Yimo had nothing to do with him, not to mention she didn't intend to ask the servant to help.

"I'll help you."

As Mu Qingxun said, she was about to roll up her sleeves.

"..."

Qiao Yimo quickly reached out to stop him, "You have done me a great favor by leaving the kitchen."

Mu Qingxun, "..."

……

It was after seven o'clock that Qiao Yimo got ready for dinner.

The family of three sat at the dining table, Jing Yao glanced at the dishes on the table, and showed a small expression ready to find trouble with Joey, "What are these?"

Qiao Yimo put the soup in front of Jingyao, without changing his face, he said, "You forgot, I made these according to the name of the dish you gave me in the afternoon."

"Ah."

Jing Yao snorted, "Do all of you adults talk like that?"

Joey looked confused.

"Call the cat a mouse, and the wolf a lamb?"

"How could it be? A cat and a mouse, a wolf and a wolf, have so many different appearances."

Qiao Yimo said seriously.

Jing Yao, "..."

Why didn't he realize that she acted so well before? !

Seeing that the little guy seemed to be choking, Qiao Yimo secretly laughed.

Mu Qingxun pretended not to understand what the two of them were saying, and picked up the chopsticks, "Eat."

Qiao Yimo nodded, looked at Jing Yao who was slowly baring her small canine teeth, and said softly, "Drink some soup first."

"I, no, like, like, drink, soup!"

"Don't you like it?"

Qiao Yimo blinked, reached out to take the soup bowl, and drank by herself.

Jing Yao, "..." What kind of operation is this!
Mu Qingxun looked at Jing Yao who had widened his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and put a piece of meat into Qiao Yimo's bowl.

In Jing Yao's eyes, Mu Qingxun's action was no different from "celebration"!
Jing Yao clenched his small fist.

Isn't it just a pair of two?
He is almost eight years old now, and he has never been afraid!

……

After dinner, Qiao Yimo took Jing Yao to choose a room on the second floor.

What Qiao Yimo didn't expect was that Jing Yao really had a serious challenge.

After the accident, there is relief and joy.

Does this mean that in the little guy's heart, he has accepted that this is his home, where he will live forever.

That's why he was choosing so seriously.

In the end, Jing Yao chose the room where Qiao Yimo lived before.

Qiao Yimo was surprised, "I used to live here."

Jing Yao rolled his eyelids lazily, "So what? What do you want to say? Do we have a good understanding? Hmph."

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Jing Yao walked to the bed, flung himself into the bed, and stared straight at the ceiling.

Qiao Yimo looked at Jingyao, and noticed that the little guy's mood suddenly became depressed. He turned around and closed the door, walked to the bed, and sat down.

"What are you doing?"

Jing Yao frowned and stared at Qiao Yimo.

"Just to see you."

"..." Jing Yao moved his small mouth unnaturally, and before he looked away, he still gave Qiao Yimo a glare.

Qiao Yimo reached out and tugged on La Jingyao's sleeve.

Jing Yao clicked his tongue impatiently, and looked at Qiao Yimo reluctantly.

Qiao Yi smiled, "If you don't look at me, how can I communicate with you?"

"Who wants to communicate with you?"

Jing Yao hummed softly.

"Okay. If you don't want to talk to me, don't say it. I'll just say it."

Qiao Yimo's eyes were full of love.

Jing Yao, "..."

In fact, Qiao Yimo has always been very gentle to him. When they didn't meet before, they often made video calls.

At that time, he hadn't learned sign language yet, and Sudden and Hu Zhiqi were not always there.

His knowledge of Chinese characters is limited, so when they video, most of the time it is he who speaks and she listens.

He thought she was so nice.

More patient, gracious, gentler than anyone he'd ever known.

Even if she couldn't speak and he could only talk to himself, he felt comfortable and happy.

Before today, she was his favorite person in this world!

Well, just before today!
Thinking of this, Jing Yao felt that he was even more unhappy, and even his eyes were sore.

When Qiao Yimo saw the splash of water in the corner of Jingyao's eyes, her heart ached, she pretended not to see it, and the smile on the corner of her mouth widened, "Pinch me."

What the hell?

Jing Yao looked at Qiao Yimo strangely.

"Did you really come back to me? I think it's too unreal. If you pinch me, if I can feel the pain, it proves to be real."

Joymo ​​said.

Jing Yao rolled his eyes, "You think it's unreal, but I don't think so, ah..."

Before Jing Yao finished speaking, a sudden pain came from his arm.

Jing Yao cried out unpreparedly, sat up on the bed, covered his arms and stared at Qiao Yimo, "You, you..."

"It seems to be true." Qiao Yimo smiled bitterly.

Jing Yao, "..." Crying in anger, okay? !
If he had known that she would let him pinch him, he would have pinched her without hesitation!

Qiao Yimo stared at Jing Yao and smiled, her eyes turned red when she smiled, she stretched out her hand to grab Jing Yao's arm, lowered her head, and gently rubbed the place she had just pinched.

Jing Yao noticed Qiao Yimo's slightly twitching cheeks, and stopped when he wanted to withdraw his arms. He pursed his lips and looked at her carefully, "If that person saw it, he would think I was bullying you."

that person?
Qiao Yimo laughed, and looked up at Jing Yao's awkward face.

Jing Yao shrugged, "If I knew you cry so much, I wouldn't like you. Girls who cry are the most troublesome."

Qiao Yimo raised her eyebrows, let go of Jingyao's arm, stared at him and said, "I don't like to cry all the time, so just bear with it."

"I don't understand what you adults are thinking."

Jing Yao lowered his eyelids, and his voice was a little low, "It will change if it changes."

Qiao Yimo's heart twitched, and she got up and squatted in front of Jing Yao.

Jing Yao froze for a moment, and looked blankly at Qiao Yimo who appeared in front of him.

"No matter how other people change, your father and I will always love and protect you, and will never change for any reason."

"...You say that now because you think I am your own child. If one day you find out that I am not, you will change."

Jing Yao's eyes were gloomy, and his expression was low and lonely.

"If there is no if, you are our child."

Qiao Yimo cheered up and stared at Jing Yao seriously, "Jing Yao, I admit that there are many things in this world that cannot be determined. But not all of them. If you give up looking forward to and hoping for this world because of this,
That's not right.I don't know how to convince you right now that no matter what happens in the future, we will always be there for you.But feeling and timing don't lie.One day you will understand. "

Looking at Qiao Yimo's serious face, Jing Yao blushed suddenly, stuttered for a long time and said something wrong, "Well, I don't like the style of this bedroom, can you change it?"

Qiao Yimo, "..."

……

Qiao Yimo was driven out of the bedroom by Jing Yao with a pale face.

The reason is... Qiao Yimo insisted on bathing Jing Yao, but Jing Yao was determined not to let Qiao Yimo wash him for him, ahem.

The bedroom door closed in front of his eyes, and the sound of it being locked came from inside. Qiao Yimo looked at the door with embarrassment, and pursed his lips in joy.

After exhaling, Qiao Yimo was about to go to Xiaosheng's room.

The corner of his eyes inadvertently glanced at the living room, Qiao Yimo's just raised foot was stiff, and he looked intently.

And Mu Qingxun and... Hu Zhiqi, who were sitting on two sofas in the living room downstairs, also stared at him.

(End of this chapter)