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Chapter 993 I Love You, Son
"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Qiao Yimo held Jing Yao's hand back nervously, and said anxiously.

Jing Yao stared at Qiao Yimo. When the panic on Qiao Yimo's face became more and more intense, he shook his head and whispered, "Can you sleep with me tonight?"

"No, Jingyao, are you feeling unwell? Huh? Mom brought some medicine, tell me what's wrong, and I'll get you the medicine." Qiao Yimo said anxiously.

"No discomfort."

Jing Yao muttered, "I don't want to sleep alone tonight, can you sleep with me?"

"..."

Qiao Yimo looked at Jingyao, and after a while, lowered her voice and said, "Is there really no discomfort?"

"Ah."

Qiao Yimo breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to touch his forehead, "Of course I can sleep with you, I'll take a shower, and I'll come."

"I'm waiting for you."

Jing Yao stared at Qiao Yimo with puppy-like barking eyes, and suddenly looked as well-behaved as someone else's child, which made Qiao Yimo a little stunned.

……

Back in her and Mu Qingxun's room, Qiao Yimo went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash up, and when she came out to see the person who was answering the phone when she went in to take a shower, he was still answering with his mobile phone, without making a sound, he took out the skin care products and went to the room. Pat on the face.

After the last skin care procedure, Qiao Yimo looked at Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qingxun seemed to sense it, and turned slightly from the French window, looking at her with a faint questioning in her black eyes.

Qiao Yimo said in sign language, "I will sleep with my son tonight."

Mu Qingxun frowned subconsciously, "That's it."

Then, Qiao Yimo saw him hang up the phone.

Qiao Yimo blinked, and said when Mu Qingxun stepped towards her, "The little guy is not in the right mood."

"how?"

Standing in front of Qiao Yimo, Mu Qingxun subconsciously glanced at the door after hearing what she said.

"..."

Qiao Yimo thought for a while, stepped forward and stuffed herself into Mu Qingxun's arms, hugged his waist and said, "He said he didn't want to sleep alone tonight, so let me accompany him... since he came back to us , which is the first time he proposes such
Request, how can I have the heart to refuse? "

What's more, she was looking forward to it.

"What did you say about the little guy?"

Mu Qingxun held Qiao Yimo's arm, pursed her lips and said.

"I usually see that you are very serious to him, but you still care about him."

Mu Qingxuan sighed, "He is our son, my blood is flowing in his body, can I not care?"

Qiao Yimo rubbed his chin against his chest, "So, you won't object to my sleeping with our son tonight?"

"No objection, the three of us sleep together."

Mu Qingxuan tickled the corners of her mouth.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

I froze for two seconds, then smiled.

"Can we speak now?"

Mu Qingxun pinched her chin and said helplessly.

Qiao Yimo's eyes narrowed slightly, "Didn't you notice? After we took Jing Yao back to him, he never mentioned anyone from the Hu family, including Sister Ran and Ke Ke. It was as if he had forgotten them. "

Probably knowing what Qiao Yimo wanted to express, Mu Qingxun didn't make a sound.

"He has lived in the Hu family for nearly eight years, and the second elder of the Hu family has been a precious grandson for almost eight years. Leaving aside the one or two months before the final separation, Jing Yao and them have too many beautiful and unforgettable memories. "

"Jing Yao is young, but he has strong self-esteem, and he is typically hard-spoken and soft-hearted. I think he still thinks about Hujia in his heart, but the experience before the final separation hurt the little guy, so even if he misses it, he can't bear to say it .”

There was distress and sadness in Qiao Yimo's soft voice.

Although it wasn't long for the two elders of the Hu family to know that Jing Yao was not their grandson, it did leave a shadow on Jing Yao's young mind during that not too long time.

The terrible situation of being abandoned, isolated, ignored, and even disgusted by the whole world is enough to drive an adult into a desperate situation, let alone a child.

For Jing Yao, Qiao Yimo felt distressed and even more ashamed.

If he had been born and they had been there for him like any other parent, such an injury would not have been possible for him.

"It's over. Trust our son, huh?"

Mu Qingxun caressed Qiao Yimo's face.

Qiao Yimo inhaled, and forced a smile at Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qingxun's eyes deepened.

……

"what?"

Jing Yao sat up from the bed in shock, his eyes widened, and he looked at Mu Qingxun in disbelief, "You, you want to sleep with us?"

Did you hear me right, baby? !

"have opinions?"

Mu Qingxun was standing beside the bed, looking down at Jing Yao from above.

"Have!"

Jing Yao quickly crawled out from under the quilt, stood on the bed, and stroked the bed with a fat finger, "The bed is too small to sleep on!"

"If you think it's too small, you can sleep on the floor."

Mu Qingxun's tone was calm and steady.

Although Jing Yao slept on the side of the hotel, the bed was also an extra-large bed, not to mention their family of three, even a family of five could easily accommodate them.

Jing Yao, "..."

He sleeps on the floor? !
This is his room!

"Then, let's sleep together happily as a family of three tonight."

Qiao Yimo spoke at the right time, stepped forward, slipped his shoes on the bed, and pulled his fat son who was standing stunned like a sturdy young tree to sit on the bed, "Baby, you are sleeping..."

"do not want!"

"No!"

Mu Qingxun and Jing Yao said in unison.

Qiao Yimo bit her lip and stared at the father and son with an expression of "what's the matter with you two".

"You sleep in the middle!"

Jing Yao hummed.

"agree."

Mu Qingxuan nodded.

Qiao Yimo, "..." Hehe, it's great.

……

Half an hour passed.

Qiao Yimo, who was lying flat in the middle, looked at the two arms hanging on her stomach with twitching corners of her eyes.

Well, a little heavy!
"Boy, get your hands off your mother's belly."

Mu Qingxun looked at the chubby Zhidao who put half of his face against Qiao Yimo's arm and pretended to be asleep for half an hour, but failed to put himself to sleep.

Jing Yao's pair of eyeballs moved under his eyelids, and then... remained as still as a mountain.

Jing Yao didn't move, and Mu Qingxun didn't do anything to him.

Qiao Yimo wanted to laugh but felt a little uncomfortable, glanced at someone, "Take it away."

"not good."

Mu Qingxun frowned.

In the next second, Qiao Yimo rolled into Mu Qingxun's arms with a tight waist, and was held tightly by him.

Following Mu Qingxun's move, Jing Yao's arm resting on Qiao Yimo's stomach naturally fell to the ground and fell to the bed.

Qiao Yimo's eyes widened, "You..."

As soon as the word "you" was uttered, a large area of ​​heat came from behind. In an instant, Qiao Yimo felt like he was carrying a small fireball.

At the same time, there is a touch of weight on the waist.

Qiao Yimo was taken aback, but now she couldn't hold back, she bit her lip and grinned.

Mu Qingxun looked at Qiao Yimo and smiled, her clear eyes were also softly shining, she silently looked at the XL boy who was all over Qiao Yimo's back.

Mu Qingxun lowered her head and kissed the corner of Qiao Yimo's biting mouth. She let go of her long arms and raised her upper body slightly. Big hand grabbing his chest

.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Little Fireball, "..."

"The eyelashes are almost blinking off, are you still pretending?"

Mu Qingxun stared at her bosom, her eyelids kept trembling, the little guy who was still stubbornly pretending to sleep, pursed her lips and said.

Qiao Yimo silently moved to the side of the big bed, making room for the little guy who was suddenly caught in the middle by Mu Qingxun.

"...Who, who pretended? I slept soundly, but you woke me up."

Jing Yao opened his eyes stiffly, pursed his lips and hummed.

"Do you want me to apologize?" Mu Qing raised her eyebrows.

"Dao. But I don't necessarily forgive you." Jing Yao said.

Qiao Yimo, "..." What if my son has too much personality? !Wait online, hurry up!
Qiao Yimo looked at Mu Qingxun sympathetically. Seeing Mu Qingxun's indifference, she decided to withdraw her sympathy for him and continue to...stand on the sidelines.

"Feel sorry."

Jing Yao, "..."!
Qiao Yimo, "..."!
Jing Yao suddenly seemed stunned by Mu Qingxun's apology, and stared at him dumbly.

"Sorry for losing you."

Mu Qingxun stared at Jing Yao, her dark eyes were always calm, but there was a deep apology and love.

Qiao Yimo choked for breath, the shock of the previous second turned into the worry of this second, the turbulent flushing of the eye sockets made her vision blurred.

"I didn't protect you well and lost you. I'm sorry for being absent from your life for eight years. I'm sorry for not being by your side when you were lonely, sad and helpless."

"You came back to me again, so I'm glad that I didn't tell you. I'm sorry. I made you feel that I don't love you, don't value you, don't need you. I'm sorry. And..."

Mu Qingxun looked deeply at Jing Yao, pulled her lips, "I love your son."

Jing Yao stared blankly at Mu Qingxun, his brain was like a broken machine, unable to function.

He just felt that his heart was beating fast and his eyes were sour.

Qiao Yimo looked at the father and son with tears in their eyes.

Mu Qingxi touched Jing Yao's little head tenderly, "For you and your mother, I don't have to die."

Jing Yao's dilated pupils moved once, then moved again, and then slowly focused.

He stared at Mu Qingxun's face, suddenly, tears gushed out of his eyes.

Mu Qingxin's eyebrows twitched.

"Wow……"

Jing Yao hugged Mu Qingxun violently, crying like a sad child.

Mu Qingxun, "..."

Qiao Yimo sat up and looked at Jing Yao worriedly.

"I thought you didn't want my son, you've always disliked me, wow..."

"You just talk to me coldly, so fiercely, I'm still a child..."

"..."

"Wow... I thought you hated me, maybe you would secretly lose me behind my mother's back..."

"You like me so much, why didn't you tell me earlier? It made me so sad, wow..."

"You can't do that again, you promise."

"Wow……"

Mu Qingxun went to see Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo also looked at Mu Qingxun.

Both faces were speechless.

Really, too much drama.

Jing Yao cried wantonly in Mu Qingxun's arms. As soon as the tears stopped, he completely forgot what happened just now, and Mu Qingxun was sticky in all kinds of ways.

The one who confronted Mu Qingxun before didn't seem to be him at all.

Qiao Yimo stared at Mu Qingxun and Jing Yao, and couldn't help but think, what a pair of "model father and son" with deep affection between father and son!

(End of this chapter)