The chief idle wife is too enchanting

Chapter 21 Past.23 Illusion
Even Chu Qiao, who had her nostrils blocked, could feel the anger of Mo Qiye, and the overwhelming sense of oppression from the [-] troops made her let go of the hand holding her nose instantly.

"Qi Ye, I didn't do it on purpose, I'll clean it for you."

After a while of scrambling, the bloody fingers on Mo Yao's T-shirt turned into countless bloody handprints, piled up on his chest.

Mo Yao's handsome face darkened, and he stared at her viciously, "Smelly woman, are you looking for death!"

The sound was like thunder from the ground, shaking Chu Qiao speechless.

I swear, I really didn't do it on purpose... Chu Qiao opened her big black eyes, filled with the innocence of the whole world.

The woman in front of her was at a loss, she looked unlucky as she tripped over and hit the south wall with her nosebleed still bubbling.

For some reason, Mo Qiye miraculously calmed down the anger that had surged up all the way.The red liquid was as crystal clear as beads, winding and falling down, and blooming gorgeous little flowers on her chest.

"Little brother, my nose is bleeding again." The little girl with a pair of braids raised her head towards Xiao Mo Yao, with a coquettish expression that made people feel distressed.

When she was a child, she suffered from nasal mucosal ulcers and frequent nosebleeds, so he volunteered to take care of her.

Xiao Mo Yao looked around, pointed to the small river not far away and said, "There is water over there, I'll take you to wash it."

After walking a few steps, the little girl squatted on the ground playing tricks, "Little brother, I lost too much blood and can't walk."

"Come up, little brother is carrying you." He knelt down beside her, and the pampering in his words and actions naturally envied the children next to him.

When he was a teenager, he was obsessed with cleanliness, but he never disliked the nosebleed she got on him.

"Brother, am I heavy?"

"not heavy."

"Then you will carry me behind your back for the rest of your life?"

"it is good."

She was two years younger than him, and her development was relatively slow. She was nearly two heads shorter than him, lying on his back, and he seemed to be carrying a child on his back.Taking care of her for the rest of her life is the belief he has cultivated since then.

Chu Qiao looked at Mo Yao with deep affection in his eyes, even his cold and sullen demeanor was neutralized by this deep affection, and he looked warm.He was looking at someone else through her?Chu Qiao had this illusion for the second time.

She stretched out her blood-red palm and waved it in front of his eyes, "Qi Ye."

The thoughts in Mo Yao's deep memory were pulled back to reality in an instant, his eyes suddenly became cold, as if he was a different person.

Chu Qiao was startled, the speed at which you changed your face must have been inherited from a certain Sichuan opera.

"Clean yourself up." Mo Yao said coldly, turned around and left the bathroom.

"Inexplicable!" Chu Qiao muttered softly to Mo Yao's back, and when she looked in the mirror, she startled herself.

There was blood all over her face and clothes, and the nosebleeds were still jumping down one by one, Chu Qiao was in a hurry again, and started to move her face to the faucet, stretched out her palm to take over and patted her nose.

Her hair fell into the water, and her water-soaked paws flicked casually.The water from the faucet splashed and landed on her clothes. After a while, her chest and trousers were all wet.

When she raised her head again, she looked like a drowned rat.

"Idiot!" A violent man's cold and dissatisfied voice came from beside her ear, and he sent a towel and threw it on her face, "Wipe yourself clean!"

Chu Qiao caught the towel, and before she could start wiping, the violent man threw something over.
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