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Chapter 992 I Like It When I Call You That

"Aren't you used to sleeping?"

After Qiao Yimo twisted her body in his arms and turned over again, Mu Qingxun hugged her tightly, pressed her under him, and said.

Qiao Yimo opened her lips, took a few small breaths, frowned and said, "Open the window."

"You forgot, you still open the window before going to bed."

Mu Qingxun raised her hand, turned on the bedside wall lamp, looked down at Qiao Yimo's slightly wrinkled fair face, stroked her eyebrows with her fingertips, and said softly, "Is it uncomfortable?"

"It's a bit stuffy."

Qiao Yimo struggled in his arms.

Mu Qingxun loosened her arms.

Qiao Yimo rolled to one side and lay flat, the thin blanket on her body was also pulled to her chest, and she took a long breath.

Mu Qingxun got up, got out of bed and poured Qiao Yimo a glass of cold water.

Qiao Yimo simply sat up, took the water Mu Qingxun handed over, and drank it in one gulp.

"Besides the heat, is there any other discomfort?"

Mu Qing touched Qiao Yimo's forehead to make sure she didn't have a fever, and pursed her lips.

Qiao Yimo looked at him, and after a while, put the cup on the bedside, pulled Mu Qingxun to sit next to her, and laid her head on Mu Qingxun's chest, "Maybe it's because of a sudden heat up, and I'm a little upset and irritable. It will be fine."

"Ah."

Mu Qingxun patted her on the head, "Then you stay away from me, I have high heat."

Qiao Yi paused for a moment before retreating from Mu Qingxun's chest.

Seeing Qiao Yimo obediently leaning against the head of the bed panting, Mu Qing pursed her lips, "Turn on the air conditioner?"

Qiao Yimo shook his head, "Let's talk."

"it is good."

Qiao Yimo's face was slightly troubled, and he sucked his red lips twice, and said, "The time Brother Guiying got drunk, I thought it would be a turning point for his relationship with Sister Ran to ease. But I didn't expect that, However, my sister still returned to the United States. You said

Things have developed to the present, is it possible for Big Brother Ghosting and Sister Ran? "

"...everything has a contingency."

"You mean, it's still possible, right?"

Qiao Yimo looked at him.

Mu Qing squinted slightly, "We don't have the ability to predict the future. So none of us know what will happen in the future."

"Why did you and Big Brother Ghosting drink so much that night?"

Mu Qingxun, "..." The topic seemed to change a bit quickly.

Mu Qingxun's eyebrows twitched, and she turned her head to look at Qiao Yimo.

The anxiety and gloom on Qiao Yimo's face dissipated a little, and his pupils were clear.

She had wanted to ask this question a long time ago.

"Brother Ghost Ying is justifiable to drink so much. What about you? Why do you drink so much?"

When she was in Kaicheng, she had seen Mu Qingxun drinking with Hu Zhiqi, so she had a certain understanding of his drinking capacity.

Although he was not very drunk that night, judging from his demeanor and demeanor, he was clearly very drunk.

That wine, I'm afraid it was poured by the two of them as water!

"A man needs a reason to drink?"

Mu Qingxun's tone was normal.

"I don't know if other men need it or not, but my man can never drink like this for no reason. Brother Mu, you are a person with strong self-control. And even if you just want to drink, with your drinking capacity, you can drink." Drunk also

Not so easy. " Qiao Yimo said.

After the phrase "my man", Mu Qingxun basically didn't listen to what Qiao Yimo said.

As soon as the long arm was stretched out, Qiao Yimo was caught on the back of the neck, and in the next second, his lips were sealed.

Qiao Yimo was stunned for a while, and looked at the handsome face in front of him at a close distance with some confusion.

I don't understand why I kissed him?
"It seems that you don't know your man as well as you said, at least in front of you, self-control or something doesn't exist."

With a clear smile in her voice, Mu Qingxun held Qiao Yimo's waist as she spoke, and lifted her to sit on him.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Mu Qingxun put one arm around her waist and the other around her neck, kissing Qiao Yimo's lips repeatedly.

Qiao Yimo's ears turned red slowly, probably because he realized the reason for the sudden agitation of the man below him. His thick long eyelashes drooped, and he murmured on his lips, "I'm talking seriously with you."

"Can't you see that I'm also serious about communicating with you?"

Qiao Yimo gasped, her shoulders shrugged, and her arms unconsciously hugged Mu Qingxun's neck tightly.

Only then did Mu Qingxun let go of Qiao Yimo, who was already out of breath.

Qiao Yimo leaned against Mu Qingchen's neck, her cheeks seemed to be covered with good rouge, she was beautiful, her eyelashes were moist and trembling, hanging down her eyes, like two wings of butterflies.

Mu Qing couldn't help but kissed Qiao Yimo's cheek, and then kissed her eyes.

Before meeting such a little woman, Mu Qingxun couldn't imagine that he would like someone so much that he wanted to give her his life. When he saw her, his heart softened so much.

"Jojo, my darling."

Mu Qingxun's words came from the most real emotion in his heart at the moment.

But when it was brushed into Qiao Yimo's ears, it really made Qiao Yimo feel numb.

Qiao Yimo's face trembled, she stretched her eyelashes, and looked at Mu Qingyan from below, "Brother Mu, even if I ask you a question that you really don't want to answer, you don't have to punish me like this, do you?"

Mu Qingxuan couldn't help laughing, "I know you like me calling you that, so there's no need to be embarrassed."

Joey moaned in a low voice.

To be honest, when he called her that at first, she... really liked it.

But when this claim gradually changed its taste and was well used by someone to satisfy his "selfish desire", Qiao Yimo was very dissatisfied with "heart", "baby", "sweetheart" and all words related to these pass through
Gone are the favors.

Mu Qingxun pinched Qiao Yimo's chin with two fingers and lifted it up.

Before Qiao Yimo could finish rolling her eyes, the four eyes just looked at each other.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Mu Qingxun laughed out loud, "Well, I'll give this supercilious look a nine out of ten."

"Hate."

Qiao Yimo didn't feel embarrassed either, she grabbed Mu Qingxun's fingers away with a smile, and bit his chin.

Mu Qingxun spoke cleverly, teasing her with a gentle voice.

The two quarreled like this for another ten minutes. When they quieted down, the corners of Joey Mo's mouth rose for a long time.

"Are you more comfortable?"

Mu Qing asked in a low voice.

Qiao Yimo felt it and nodded.

Mu Qingxun hugged Qiao Yimo and lay down.

Qiao Yimo leaned on his arm, and put one hand on Mu Qingxun's left heart, feeling his steady heartbeat.

"I know it all."

Mu Qing said in a low voice.

Qiao Yimo's eyes flickered, "Know what?"

"What the father did to that woman."

It's still the same flat tone, but at this moment, it's clear that there are other emotions.

Qiao Yimo couldn't tell what it was, but her heart sank.

She guessed that there must be some reason why he allowed himself to drink so much that night, and these reasons must be related to Mu Zixu.

It's just that she didn't expect that he would take the initiative to ask Ghosting about the past.

In particular, his attitude towards Mu Zixu was ruthless and cruel from the beginning to the end.

Qiao Yimo looked up at Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qingyan closed her eyes calmly, her face was as calm as ever.

"As Aunt Mu said, those grievances and entanglements are between your father and her, and have nothing to do with you. Whether you know it or not, you don't have to force yourself to understand or do something what is good

. "

Qiao Yimo said softly.

"Don't you want me to reconcile with the past?"

Mu Qingxun opened her eyes and looked down at Qiao Yimo.

"I hope."

Something tugged at Qiao Yimo's heart, "But I know it's not easy, and it will take time. If one day you can really let go, I hope you will do it voluntarily, not forced. I don't want you to do it again wronged myself

Do nothing, not at all. "

Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo's tightly wrinkled brows, and sighed softly, "If I knew these things when I was only five years old, I would never try to understand, I would only hate. No matter what she has reason, she left me
is the greatest original sin.But now I am almost forty, and half of my life has passed unknowingly. It is not an exaggeration to say that I have experienced everything. "

"I'd rather be like a five-year-old child, just hate, and don't care if the person I hate is justifiable because he can't bear the pain to the extreme. I tried it, but I can't."

"so what?"

Qiao Yimo hesitated, "Did you forgive Aunt Mu?"

Mu Qingxin's black eyes flickered lightly, "If I say I forgive you, would you believe me?"

Qiao Yimo, "..."

"So, do you still have to ask?"

Mu Qingxun smiled, but that smile meant nothing.

Qiao Yimo took a deep breath and whispered, "Although I haven't forgiven yet, I can't continue to hate, right?"

Mu Qingxin's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo raised her head, kissed the corner of Mu Qingxun's lips, and looked at him with soft eyes, "Good night."

Mu Qingxun, "..."

……

The itinerary is only four days, and Qiao Yimo adheres to the principle that going out to play is to relax and have fun, and the places he plans to play are all around the island.

So on the first day, the family of three went to the ancient town near the island, and attended the barbecue festival in the town at night before returning to the hotel.

“The barbecue is really delicious.”

Qiao Yimo looked amusedly at the little guy who was wrapped in a bathrobe after taking a bath, sitting cross-legged on the bed like a Buddha, and said something like barbecue is too delicious a few times since he came back.

"It's amazing that there is such a delicious thing as barbecue in the world."

Jing Yao chattered with his small mouth.

Jing Yao grew up in the United States, and the elders of the Hu family doted on him. Although the diet was all in accordance with domestic habits, the nutrition and health of the diet must be very strict.

Eating a barbecue from a young guy feels like a delicacy in the world, and it looks like a small sample with endless aftertaste.

Qiao Yimo had reason to suspect that this might be the little guy's first time eating barbecue.

Or, such a traditional and authentic barbecue with the authentic taste of the motherland!

Listening to Jing Yao's continued whispering, Qiao Yimo smiled, held his shoulders to make him lie down, and pulled the blanket for him.

"……mom."

When Qiao Yimo was about to withdraw her hand, Jing Yao suddenly grabbed her thumb.

Qiao Yimo was startled, and looked at him, "Huh?"

Jingyao's chubby and tender face lost its vividness just now, his two small black eyebrows were furrowed moderately, his lips were pursed tightly, but the corners of his mouth were pulled down slightly, as if an adult was suffering.

Qiao Yimo's heart tightened suddenly.

(End of this chapter)