Chapter 695

Seeing that the frown of Joe's Mo has never relaxed, MuQing's scenting kisses her eyes and cheeks patiently, waiting for her to adapt.

To his surprise, it seems that in the process of cleaning up, Joey Mo quickly tangled up, even though her eyebrows and small face were still wrinkled. She seems to find the source to relieve her discomfort, humming and sending herself to MuQing's arms.

MuQing scented temple on both sides of the sudden jump a few rounds, that kind of comfortable to the bone, and with a subtle sense of pain, let him have a kind of feeling like drunk clouds.

Mu Qing Yin pinched Qiao Yi Mo's waist and spat out two mouthfuls of turbid Qi heavily. He found her lips and gave a fierce kiss. "Qiao Qiao, I won't let you go again, even if you hate me!"

……

It was three or four hours later that Guo Jihong delivered the antidote.

In fact, there is no difference in whether there is an antidote or not for Moqing scenting. In the end... He can do it!

It's the first time for Joey to bleed. I don't know if she's too petite or... In a word, MuQing can't bear to toss him any more.

After taking the medicine for joy foam, she fell asleep.

Muqingyin was wearing a silver gray nightgown. The belt of the Nightgown was loosely tied, revealing a large area of tight and distinct chest. He half reclined at the head of the bed, his face was dyed with a few wisps of thin red, and his deep eyes were also floating with a soft mist, which coagulated the joy foam lying on the bed.

And his big hand reluctantly clenched Joey foam's hand, and his fingers kept kneading her joints. From time to time, he held her hand and put it on his lips to kiss.

If you look carefully, you can see his thin mouth, with a touch of satisfaction from beginning to end.

……

The courtyard in front of the gate.

Cheng Yin frowned and looked at the master's posture. The Dragon chanting spirit standing in front of him had a deep voice. "Although many things have been entrusted to me recently, I only know these things. If the boss doesn't tell me the rest, I'll be the same as you. I don't know! "

"So you don't even know where Miss Joe came from?" Long Yinling stared at Cheng Yin with cold eyes.

"Yes Cheng yindao.

Long Yinling twisted his eyebrows and squinted at Cheng Yin, "but also, the boss is thoughtful and unpredictable. If he doesn't want us to know, we can't think of it. But since the boss has brought Miss Qiao back to Fengyuan, and everyone is here, it's not difficult to know anything. "

Cheng Yin stared at the Dragon chanting spirit, his two lips pressed tightly, and he didn't say anything.

Long Yinling looked at Cheng Yin with uncertain meaning, straightened his back, turned and walked towards the gate, leaving Cheng Yin a proud and conceited figure.

Cheng Yin couldn't help sneering.

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After ten o'clock in the night, the temperature of Joey's body had already recovered as usual, but he was still sleepy, and there was no sign of awakening.

After Guo Jihong sent the antidote, Mu Qingyin worried that Qiao Yimo would have adverse reactions after taking the medicine, so he asked Guo Jihong to stay in Fengyuan.

Seeing that qiaoyimo didn't wake up, muqingyin was not at ease, so he called Guo Jihong to check with qiaoyimo.

When Guo Jihong entered the room, longyinling followed him.

Muqingyin from with joy foam into the master bedroom, has never left the master bedroom.

When long Yinling came in, she saw Mu Qingyin sitting at the head of the bed, holding one hand of Qiao Yimo in her big hand, and looking at Qiao Yimo attentively and anxiously with her eyes. Her side face was serious and tight that she seldom saw.

Longyinling calmly hung his hands on his side and squeezed them tightly.

Guo Jihong dutifully examined Qiao Yimo. At last, he said to MuQing's worried eyes, "the medicine Miss Qiao took has a lot of side effects. In addition, she has too much physical exertion and too tired. That's why Miss Qiao didn't wake up. Don't worry. As long as Miss Qiao comes back, she will wake up naturally. "

Although Guo Jihong said so, Mu Qingyin was still worried and said, "are you sure?"

Guo Jihong said that this was the first time that his medical skills were questioned by him.

Guo Jihong couldn't help looking at Qiao Yimo again. He thought about the position of Qiao Yimo in MuQing's heart. He inhaled slightly and said seriously, "I'm sure."

Moqing scented hang down the Mou Guang, fix to look at Qiao Yi Mo, light voice way, "Yin Ling, arrange Professor Guo to live in the sealed garden tonight."

Guo Jihong, "..." so, he just said that he was so sure that Miss Qiao would be OK, so he just said nothing, right? He doesn't believe what he said until Miss Joe wakes up? Guo Jihong said that he was wronged!

Long Yinling was obedient, and her throat slipped down. In front of MuQing, she didn't show any emotion. She looked at Qiao Yimo on the eye bed and said to Guo Jihong, "Professor Guo, please follow me."

Guo Jihong sighed. What can he do except obey?

Who made him the personal doctor of Mu family!

……

Joe woke up near eleven the next morning.

The first time you open your eyes, you will see a clear face.

Joey Mo was in a trance. Her clear eyes were dim and drowsy when she woke up from a long sleep. She looked at the man's face in front of her, and her brain was as dull as a bad one.

Suddenly, the man in front of him opened his eyes. When his eyes suddenly hit him, Joey's heart trembled. His big and round eyes opened wider and stared at the man foolishly.

The man seemed to sigh and feel relieved. Then, in his deep eyes, there was a drowning tenderness, and his beautiful face leaned towards her.

Joey Mo breathed a little, felt his warm forehead against her, and the shallow breath from his lips slowly sprayed on her lips and chin.

Joy foam felt like he was fascinated by some ghost. When his clear voice came into her ear, she felt that he was not really psychedelic. "Finally wake up. If you don't wake up again, I'll give the old quack Guo Jihong to“

Give what, Mu Qing Yin didn't say, but estimate isn't what mild words.

Muqingyin raised her hand, stroked the hair in Joey's ear, and said softly, "are you hungry?"

Joy Mo stares at Mu Qing's scenting. Gradually, her heart beats violently, her breath becomes short and sharp, and her pupils open wider and wider. But in her eyes, she is no longer psychedelic and hazy, but frightened.

Muqingyin saw that his face didn't change, but his deep eyes ran over a heavy touch. Suddenly, his big hand in her ear slipped down, holding Joey's stiff neck, and the thin lips floating on her lips, and he didn't hesitate to press down.

"Well..."

Joey Mo's heart stopped and his body began to shake. After a violent tremor, his hands quickly reached his chest and pushed him hard.

MuQing scenting didn't make much effort, but it was Joey Mo who couldn't push it open anyway. He tied Joey Mo tightly with one arm, and with the other hand, he opened her lips and swallowed it.

"Oh..."

Joey foam eyes hard a wet, pupil eyes full of panic, can't push him, she will beat his chest and shoulder.

Muqingyin hugged her swinging waist, kissing deeply and domineering, as if to swallow joy foam into her stomach.

Until Joe foam because of extreme lack of oxygen, struggling to wriggle action gradually weakened and eased down, in his lips breathing heavily, Moqing Fang pecked her lips and stopped.

Her high nose pressed on her, and her eyes were dim, deep in joy's eyes full of confusion and fear.

The terrible memory bit by bit went into Joe's mind. Joe's body changed from a slight tremor to an intermittent violent twitch. Looking at Mu Qing's eyes, there was more and more despair and sadness.

MuQing closed her eyebrows and held her cold face in her big hands. Her eyes were wrapped in heartache and looked at her, "Qiao Qiao..."

As soon as MuQing began to speak, Joey suddenly shook her head violently. Her face was stiff and twitching, and her throat gave out a weak and repressed whimper like breathing, "I, I want to be alone for a while, you, you go out..."

”No way“ Mu Qingyin looked at her, "I can't let you alone now“

Joey foam micro shrunk up, hands helpless push him, two rows of dense black long eyelashes quickly covered by fine water, "I want to have a trim, I want to... I want to think about it, hair, what happened... You're here, I, I can't help it."

Joey's voice trembled, but she kept the sob down so well that it didn't come out of her throat.

MuQing can see that she is forcing herself to be calm and rational.

But it's obvious that what's happening now, calm and rational, is undoubtedly the most difficult for her!

Any woman can't stand this happening on her wedding day.

Moqing tries to hold Joey more tightly.

But he forced a moment, but saw Joe foam suddenly clenched the lower lip, that very hard, her lower lip bit out a white mark.

MuQing took a deep breath, but he let go of Joey's foam.

Coming down from the bed, Mu Qingyin looked at Qiao Yimo, his eyebrows almost twisted into a knot, and said in a low voice, "Qiao Qiao, you have to understand that everything that happened before is not your fault“

Joey Mo's body arched on the bed, her face buried deep in the quilt. Although she was restraining, she could still see that she was shaking.

Moqing clenched her fist, forced herself to turn around, left the bedroom and left the space for Joey.

The sound of the door opening and closing came, and joy's tears in the corner of his eyes slipped down.

She didn't let herself cry out. She bit her lower lip to death and accumulated her sorrow and pain in her heart. Even her tears fell silently.

……

Muqingyin came out of the master bedroom and went to the study.

But after only two minutes in the study, he came out of the study and stood at the door of the master bedroom.

He was dressed in a silver gray Nightgown, standing in front of the railing, with his short, regular hair, now a little fluffy and messy.

This kind of Moqing scenting, without the distant and cold air of not eating people's fireworks, will not reduce his charm at all. On the contrary, it makes people more fascinated. Because he is more like a man than an unattainable God!

Standing in the downstairs living room, looking up at the Longyin spirit of MuQing cellar, I thought..