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Chapter 979

"Miss Qiao, here we are."

The driver got out of the car, opened the door, and looked at Joey, who seemed to be thinking about something in the car, and moaned.

Qiao Yimo regained consciousness, nodded to the driver, and got out of the car.

As soon as he stood still, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.

Qiao Yimo looked up.

Qiao Yimo was surprised when his eyes touched.

How is he... here?

"Miss Joe."

Deng Meng and Sun Ju said respectfully.

Qiao Yimo was half dazed, looked at Deng Meng and Sun Ju respectively, and finally focused on the man between them again, "Mr. Mu?"

"Sister-in-law is too polite, just call me Zhixi."

Putting one hand on his stomach, Mu Zhixi bent over like a gentleman to Qiao Yimo, and said with clear lips.

sister in law?

Qiao Yimo was slightly embarrassed, and pursed her lips, "This is Mr. Mu?"

Mu Zhixi looked as if he hadn't washed and taken care of himself for several days, his jacket and trousers were all wrinkled, even with his super good looks, he couldn't cover up his decadence and embarrassment.

Look around him again, Deng Meng and Sun Ju who are in custody...

No matter how you think about it, it feels unusual.

"As for me, I really want to have a good chat with my sister-in-law, but now is really not a good time."

Mu Zhixi raised his eyebrows, with a relaxed and relaxed face, staring at Qiao Yimo who was looking at him, "So next time, next time I will find a day with good weather, good air, and the right time and place. Let's sit down and Slowly
. "

Qiao Yimo, "..."

……

Deng Meng and Sun Ju took Mu Zhixi away, and Qiao Yimo quickly went upstairs to the study.

"Brother Mu, when I came back, I saw Mr. Mu at the door."

Qiao Yimo looked at Mu Qingxun suspiciously, and said softly.

"Ah."

Mu Qingxun waved to Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo walked over quickly and stood in front of him, "Where are Mr. Deng and Mr. Sun taking Mr. Mu?"

Mu Qingxun pinched her hand, and after a chance, she raised her eyes, looked lightly at Qiao Yimo's worried face, and pursed her lips, "Did you forget what you promised me yesterday?"

Not mentioning other men in front of him...

But... What kind of other man is Mu Zhixi? He is his...brother!

Qiao Yimo frowned, squatting in front of Mu Qingxun.

Just when she squatted down, Mu Qingxun pulled her up, fixed her waist with one hand, and sat down on his lap.

Qiao Yimo slowed down for two seconds, then turned her head to stare at Mu Qingxun, with a hint of anxiety in her helpless eyes.

Mu Qingxun caressed Qiao Yimo's side face and kissed her lips, "It's not for nothing."

Qiao Yimo stepped back slightly, puzzled, "What's the reason?"

Mu Qingxun pinched her face, slid the big hand on her face to the side of her head to fix it, and kissed her tirelessly, "Father, he hid secretly."

Mu is?

...Did Mu Zhixi secretly hide Mu? !
Qiao Yimo was shocked, "Why is he, uh..."

Mu Qingxun suddenly deepened the kiss, and the long arms around Qiao Yimo's waist were tightly tightened, and her lips and tongue chased after Qiao Yimo wantonly and urgently.

Qiao Yimo gasped, her cheeks quickly turned red, and her ten fingers resting on Mu Qingxun's shoulders curled up slightly.

Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo's water-melting eyes. These days, the thirst and desire that had been clamoring in his chest, like a water polo, was punctured by thin needle holes and splashed everywhere.

……

Back in the bedroom, Mu Qingxun directly pressed Qiao Yimo into the soft big bed, tightly clasped her fingers, and kept kissing her lips, cheeks and ears.

"Go, go away."

Qiao Yimo was out of breath, her eyes were red and she refused to cooperate.

She thought that he carried her to the bedroom because he planned to wash her and let her rest, how could she know...

"Why are you like this?"

Qiao Yimo's eyes were wide open, and the eye sockets were full of mist.

"Qiao Qiao, I can rely on you for everything, but this matter, there is no way."

Mu Qingxun's face was tense, beads of sweat hung on his forehead, and he said in a low voice.

He depends on her for everything, doesn't she want to depend on him?

But she told him, it hurts.

Did he listen?

Looking at Qiao Yimo's blush gradually spreading down the neck.

Mu Qingyan's black eyes flickered lightly, "Sweetie?"

Heart, liver, son!

"Evil, disgusting to death."

Joey stuttered.

"But why do I think you like it very much? Dear~ baby~"

Mu Qing bent her lips and said in a mellow voice.

Mu Qing touched her ears with her thin lips, and said affectionately, "My Qiao Qiao, my darling~~"

……

Naturally, in the afternoon, Qiao Yimo missed picking up Jingyao from school.

Mu Qingxun, who held the key to Qiao Yimo's body, was in a great mood, so she went to school to pick up Jing Yao herself.

Pick up Jingyao and get on the car back to Fengyuan.

Jing Yao embraced the study, and looked sideways at Mu Qingxun, "What about her?"

"Who?"

Mu Qingxun glanced at him.

Jing Yao, "..." pretend!

Jing Yao glanced at his small mouth, and stretched out a fat little paw, "Bring it."

"what?"

"..."

Jing Yao frowned, "Fruit."

"Where can I get you fruit? Hold on, go back and eat."

Mu Qing hummed lightly.

"Yesterday she came to pick me up and brought me fruit." Jing Yao said.

"Oh."

Jing Yao, "..."

Jing Yao puffed his face, turned his head and stared at Mu Qingqin dissatisfied for a while, seeing that Mu Qingxun kept a cold face, his bright black eyes flashed sadly, and he frowned and said, "There is no one else here. , you tell the truth, don't you?

Like me, don't want me to be your son? "

Mu Qingxuan tilted her head and looked down at Jingyao.

Jing Yao hugged the schoolbag in his arms even tighter, with a stubborn face, "I shouldn't ask, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that you don't like me at all! Hmph, pretend I didn't ask!"

Jing Yao turned his head aside, his face tensed.

Obviously injured, but pretending to be strong and not caring.

The corners of Mu Qingchen's mouth curled up quickly, but his tone was still calm, "Tell me, if people see you like this, do you think you don't like me as a father at all?"

Jing Yao, "..."

"People are mutual, how you treat me, I will treat you. You throw a peach and I will return it, and vice versa."

Mu Qingxun said slowly.

What peaches and plums, Jing Yao couldn't understand.

But Jing Yao understood the previous sentence.

The little guy frowned, turned his head to look at Mu Qingxun, "Didn't you say that parents' love for their children is selfless?"

"Who said that? If so, it's just other parents, not including me. To me, parents and children are equal."

After Mu Qingxun finished speaking, she stared at Jing Yao's thoughtful face with her mouth pursed for a while, then turned her gaze away.

Jing Yao looked at Mu Qingxun with tangled eyes.

After a while, he also looked away and looked out the window.

Mu Qing glanced at Jing Yao from the corner of her eye, and silently curled the corners of her lips.

(End of this chapter)