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Chapter 971 You Are Going To Leave It Like This, I Don’t Care
Qiao Yimo asked Mu Qingxun to sit by the bed, and picked up the hair dryer to blow dry his hair.

Feeling Qiao Yimo's soft fingers flicking between his short hair, Mu Qingxun glanced at the waist that was tightly grasped in front of his eyes, and wrapped a long arm around it.

Qiao Yimo let him move and concentrated on drying his hair.

"It's like the first time you've blown my head."

Mu Qingxuan pursed her lips and said.

First time?

Qiao Yimo pursed her lips, how could she remember that she used to blow for him often.

Qiao Yimo couldn't speak, and there would inevitably be some obstacles in the communication between the two.

For example, now, Qiao Yimo can't respond to him while blowing his hair.

When Mu Qingxun was bored, her indifferent gaze slowly moved upstream from Qiao Yimo's waist and abdomen, and finally stopped at Qiao Yimo's regularly rising and falling chest.

The tough Adam's apple rolled slightly, and without much hesitation, the free hand directly poked in from the hem of Qiao Yimo's pajamas.

"..."

Qiao Yimo trembled, hurriedly removed the blower, and hid back with a flushed face.

Mu Qingxun hugged her waist.

Qiao Yimo's ears were blushing, and he stared at Mu Qingxun with wide eyes.

Mu Qingxun also stared at Qiao Yimo from top to bottom, her deep eyes were too dark to see a trace of light, and she was stubborn.

Qiao Yimo gasped and grabbed the hair dryer in his hand.

After a delay of more than ten seconds, Qiao Yimo drooped her eyelashes, moved back to her receding feet, bit her lower lip, and dried Mu Qing's hair again.

Qiao Yimo wholeheartedly thought that no matter how "willful" Mu Qingxun was, that would be it.

She really underestimated how hooligan this person is.

At first it was just a hand stretched in, and then he just buried his head in it.

Qiao Yimo only felt that there was boiling water rolling over her entire chest, which made her feel top-heavy and her limbs were weak.

This feeling lasted for a long time, and he finally withdrew from her clothes.

Qiao Yimo's cheeks were flushed, her distinct eyelashes were moist from root to root, her pupils seemed to have been soaked in clear water, and she looked at Mu Qingxun translucently.

Mu Qingxun still looked at her silently.

Qiao Yimo felt that she might be bewitched.

Seeing him in such eyes made her feel distressed.

The softness and gentleness in the bottom of my heart were gradually hooked out.

The hair dryer in his hand fell onto the bed, Qiao Yimo bent over slightly, held Mu Qingxun's face in both hands, and kissed his eyes lightly.

Mu Qingxun put his arms around her waist and let her sit on his lap, and their positions were instantly equal.

Qiao Yimo blinked, and then kissed his lips.

Mu Qing's pupils were hot, panting and laughing lightly, "It's the right time to come here tonight."

A shyness flashed across Qiao Yimo's eyes, she left his lips, and couldn't help but kissed his cheek again.

Mu Qingxun looked at her, took her hand, squeezed it in the palm, and put it on the waist of her trousers.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

She looked at Mu Qingxun somewhat blankly and shyly.

He, why did he move her pants?Moreover, she even grabbed her hand pervertedly... What kind of routine? !

From the time the two knew each other to the present, there were actually not many times when they were truly intimate.

Especially as it is now, the naked "hint".

Qiao Yimo knows that this society is already very civilized about sex, and sex is no longer as shameful as it used to be, let alone between two lovers who like each other.

It's just that Qiao Yimo still feels shy from the bottom of her heart and accepts it psychologically, but she can't let it go no matter how she thinks about it.

Mu Qingxun didn't give Qiao Yimo too much time to adapt, picked her up, and changed her position to sit on his lap.

He was already wearing a nightgown after taking a bath, so it was not too convenient.

……

"……"no!
Qiao Yimo shivered and hid back, her face flushed and pale.

Seeing Qiao Yimo's pain, Mu Qingxun immediately backed out as soon as she succeeded, hooked her neck, and kissed her patiently and tenderly.

Qiao Yimo still felt uneasy and wanted to get off his lap.

Mu Qingxun hugged her tightly, "Are you going to just leave me alone?"

Qiao Yimo frowned and looked at him begging for mercy.

"I'll slow down, okay?"

Mu Qingxuan coaxed.

Qiao Yimo stared at the veins on Mu Qingxun's forehead for a few seconds.

Mu Qingxun could also see strong hesitation in her eyes, but in the end...

Qiao Yimo shook his head, waved his hands eagerly and said, "It's almost dawn, let's go to sleep, I'm so sleepy."

Mu Qingxun could see the fear and resistance on Qiao Yimo's face clearly, gritted her teeth and said, "Do you think I can sleep like this now?"

Mu Qingxun picked her up, turned her back and put her on the soft bed, clasped her slender wrist tightly with one hand, and kissed Qiao Yimo deeply with a bit of rage.

Qiao Yimo was frightened, and quickly raised her hand to caress the back of his head, hissing softly between his lips.

"I want it." Mu Qingxun stared into Qiao Yimo's eyes and said in a hoarse voice.

Qiao Yimo could feel his urgency and needs, and she also wanted to satisfy him, but...

After a strong ideological struggle, Qiao Yimo bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, and looked as if she was about to go to the execution ground in pain.

Mu Qingxun, "..."

I feel deeply hit!
If this is the case, he can continue to do it. What is the difference between him and a beast? !

Mu Qingxun's face darkened, and the muscles all over her body tensed. She didn't dare to delay to get off Qiao Yimo's body for a second, and took the quilt beside her, covering Qiao Yimo tightly from head to toe.

Qiao Yimo under the quilt, "..."

……

Qiao Yimo poked his head out from under the quilt, stretched out his hand to brush away the messy long hair on his face, and carefully looked at Mu Qingxun, who was lying flat beside him with "heroic and unruly" eyes, with big watery black eyes like a little wife. .

The nightgown on Mu Qingxun's body was loose, and the large and strong chest muscles on her chest were exposed to the air. Except for the key parts of her lower body, which were covered under the nightgown, her two long, strong and slender legs were also exposed.

Stretching his arms wide open, resting on his sides, Qingjun's face was slightly imprinted with coldness, and his black eyebrows were slightly furrowed.He closed his eyes at the moment, his long black eyelashes were cold and hard.

Qiao Yimo stared at his eyelashes, and couldn't help opening her mind, imagining the scene when he suddenly opened his eyes, thousands of small knives whizzed towards her.

Originally it was a very scary scene, but Qiao Yimo laughed after thinking about it.

Not only that, she wrapped herself into a ball, moved to Mu Qingxun's side without fear of death, tilted her head, and leaned her head on Mu Qingxun's shoulder.

Mu Qingxun opened her eyes, instead of slashing at her as Qiao Yimo imagined, she looked at her with tenderness and doting.

Ok.

Qiao Yimo admitted that she had been poked, and her heart throbbed sweetly.

Mu Qingxun turned sideways, hugged Qiao Yimo through the quilt, and gently kissed her forehead, "Don't sleep, and you want to torture me until dawn?"

Joey moaned the black line.

"Go to sleep."

Mu Qingxun patted Qiao Yimo's head.

Qiao Yimo closed her eyes safely.

Mu Qingxun saw that there was a helpless arc of "accepting fate" on the corner of her lips.

……

Just after seven o'clock in the morning, Mu Qingxun and Zhan Tingshen, who also didn't sleep much, came out of their respective rooms almost at the same time.

The two looked at each other and walked towards the stairs.

"Sleep a little longer?"

Mu Qing moistened her voice.

"got used to."

Zhan Tingshen said succinctly.

Then, the two of them had nothing to say.

After going downstairs, the two sat on two sofas.

Zhang Hui brought coffee.

The two of them held a cup of coffee and read a newspaper without talking to each other.

Zhang Hui, "..."

I don't know, I thought the two were having a fight.

A quarter of an hour later, Li Yuan brought Shi Qin Shi Yu downstairs.

Well, since getting Li Yuan, Nie Xiangsi and Zhan Tingshen haven't worried about getting Shi Qin and Shi Yu out of bed.

The three little guys were also very calm when they saw Mu Qingxun, and obediently called for someone.

Mu Qingxun suddenly put down the coffee and newspaper in her hand, "Which room is Jing Yao in?"

Without raising his head, Zhan Ting pointed to a certain room on the second floor.

Mu Qingxun then went to the second floor.

There was the sound of the door opening upstairs, and Zhan Tingshen raised his eyes from the newspaper and looked towards the second floor.

Not long after Mu Qingxun went upstairs, Zhan Yao and Sheng Xiuzhu came back from their morning exercise.

They didn't treat Mu Qingxun as an outsider, and they were very casual with each other, so they didn't deliberately wait for Mu Qingxun, so they took the three little ones to the restaurant for breakfast.

And Zhan Tingxiu didn't go back to the villa after leaving last night, and Zhan Jinyao left for Paris two days ago to catch up.

It took less than 10 minutes for Mu Qingxun to go upstairs.

"go to school?!"

From the second floor came a small voice that was so surprised that it broke.

Zhan Ting raised his eyebrows deeply, and it seemed that Mu Qingxun came out of the room with an extra-large meat ball in his hand.

"As far as I know, you haven't been to school for half a year, shouldn't you go to school?"

Mu Qing said calmly.

"...Too, too sudden, I wasn't even prepared!"

Jing Yao was probably too lazy to leave, so he let Mu Qingxunti lead him downstairs.

It's just that when he got downstairs, Mu Qingxun "threw" the person directly on the floor.

Jing Yao sat down on the ground with a face full of lovelessness.

He felt that it was time for a paternity test!
"Go to the restaurant for breakfast. Later, I will go to school with Li Yuan and the others." Mu Qingxun said.

Jing Yao, "..."

"Are you really going?"

Jing Yao got up from the ground and ran to Mu Qingxun in disbelief.

"Could it be fake?"

He hasn't gone to school for more than half a year. If Mu Qingxun didn't mention the word "go to school", he wouldn't even remember that he still has to go to school.

The word "rejection" was clearly engraved on Jing Yao's tightly wrinkled forehead.

No, think, go, learn!

"You don't need to worry about other things, you just go to school obediently."

Before Jing Yao could say his dying words, he was blocked by Mu Qingxun's cold words.

Jing Yao's face was wrinkled into a bun.

Are they too impulsive to do things as adults? !
Is there no buffer?
It's just school. Do you need to be in such a hurry?
Are you sure you didn't look at him as an eyesore and deliberately dismiss him?

Jing Yao said that he didn't even feel like having breakfast anymore.

If you skip breakfast, your mood for the day will also be ruined.

He must go for a paternity test!

……

Seeing the back of Jing Yao walking towards the restaurant disheveledly, Zhan Ting took a deep look at Mu Qingxun who was opposite him, "I guess Jing Yao must be wondering if he is your own."

Mu Qingchen looked at Zhan Tingshen with pursed lips, "I understand that he has doubts."

"Admitted it on purpose?" Zhan Ting raised his eyebrows deeply.

Mu Qingxun nodded, "Well, yes."

Zhan Ting stared deeply at Mu Qingxun, and after a while, he hummed, "Why didn't I realize that you are so good at it before?"

"You have to send your kids to school."

Mu Qing smiled lightly and got up, then turned to the restaurant.

"When to set off?"

"When will Jojo wake up and when will he leave?"

Mu Qingxun said, "Before we come back, my son will be handed over to you."

Zhan Ting's deep eyelids rolled up slightly.

Give him a new nickname—Brother Xiaosha!

(End of this chapter)