Chapter 754

On the evening of the 17th, Joey received a very long message from Qiao an.

After reading the message, Joey summed up three points. She guessed that it was the intention of sending the message.

1、 Expressing his negligence and debt to her for more than seven years; 2、 Self review, said he is not a competent father.

The third point is the most important one Qiao an wants to express.

Joey Mo has become what he is now. He has an unshirkable responsibility!

In Qiao an's eyes, what has become of Qiao Yimo... Qiao Yimo stares at the content of the message and thinks for a long time.

Think of, no matter what angle she from, can only draw, she obedient from his eyes, clever efforts to advance the sun's daughter, into the wrong way, and now willing to fall to the conclusion!

Joey saw a kind of punishment in the costume movies, which is called nail board.

At this time, joy foam's feeling, just like experiencing several times of such punishment, the whole body full of pain.

What happened at her wedding with Mo Xiaolan, originally she thought that only those who did not understand her and claimed to be "kind" misunderstood her, criticized her and regarded her as a cancer of society.

That happened.

Joey thought that Joey didn't ask or say anything because he didn't need any explanation. He believed her unconditionally!

Now it seems that she is self righteous!

Ridiculous conceit!

Because of the fundamental!

Qiao an, like those people, believes that she is a shameless slut!

So.

When she told him that she was going to get married, his desire for words and helpless sighs were just the disappointment and sadness of her daughter's decadence.

Joy foam's eyes were dry and his heart was dripping blood.

Seven years is a long time!

Grow to be able to let originally familiar intimate two people, become each other birth cent, no longer trust! Even if their blood is thicker than water!

Joey finally understood.

In Qiao an's ingratiating and accommodating to herself, there is also the hidden part and distance that she has been deliberately ignoring.

She can not care about anyone's prejudice and misunderstanding of her, but how to face her own father's query and contempt!

Joey Mo pinches her mobile phone tightly, and beichi bites her lower lip tightly. The tears from her eyes are raging like a rainstorm, and soon drench her shimmering mobile phone screen, so that she can no longer see the words on the screen that are gouged out in her heart like a knife!

……

Before Qiao an sends a message, Qiao Yimo and MuQing are in the same study.

After receiving the message from Qiao an, Qiao Yimo goes to the master bedroom with his mobile phone.

Just another forty minutes later, MuQing's eyes were almost penetrating the door of the study, but he didn't see Joe foam coming back.

MuQing frowned and suppressed her restlessness. She pulled aside the documents in front of her, picked up the cigarette case and lighter, got up and went to the French window, took out the cigarette and lit it between her thin lips.

Standing in front of the French window.

Moqing scented one hand in the trouser pocket, one hand holding a cigarette, deep eyes still frequent reading room door.

He made up his mind to smoke in this cigarette. If Joey didn't come back, he went out to catch people.

But I think it's like this. I didn't take two puffs, so I was thrown to the floor and crushed by MuQing. I didn't even need crutches. I strode towards the door of my study.

……

The study is near to the master bedroom. MuQing's cellar doesn't take a few steps.

Quickly open the door to enter, Moqing cellar with the fastest speed looked around the bedroom, but did not see the shadow of Joe foam.

A heart beating with depression suddenly sank.

Muqingyin slammed on the door and walked downstairs, "Qiao Qiao..."

At the moment, the man's voice, which is as thick as Cello Sound, rings out in such a big villa. The servants who are doing cleaning work downstairs are so surprised that they stop and look at the man who is walking down the stairs.

"Joe..."

"... ah Qing."

Clear soft surprised female voice from the direction of the kitchen.

MuQing scented step a little pause, deep pupil eyes in search of standing in the kitchen door of the delicate posture of a second, lingering in his whole body of tight gas immediately dispersed.

MuQing took a slight breath and hastily went down the stairs. In an instant, he recovered to his usual steadiness and slowness.

I have never seen such a Moqing.

The servants scattered all over the living room couldn't take back their eyes from MuQing Yin for a long time.

Until MuQing cellar stepped down the last flight of stairs, the servants seemed to come back to their senses. They turned their eyes and buried their heads, pretending that they had just seen nothing.

……

kitchen.

Joey Mo's back is against the edge of the kitchen table and is pressed by some man for a kiss.

Joey's eyelids drooped, and he was as obedient as usual, with his hands around his strong and tight waistband.

"Joe, be good, don't let me miss you." MuQing's breath was burning, biting Joey's soft lips and kissing her with restraint and madness.

Joe foam was tightly blocked by his lips, speechless, and unable to respond to him, so he had to hold his waist more tightly and send his body to his arms.

It seems that Joey's obedience has solved something.

Moqing's slightly rude kiss gradually turned to gentleness.

Joey Mo can also take two breaths of air from between his lips.

Raised his eyelashes, Joey Mo looked at xiangmuqing. His eyes touched his frowning brow, and he felt a little pain. He stood on tiptoe and screamed. He reached out and stroked the crease between his brows with his index finger.

Qiao Yi Mo's action, let Mu Qing Yin completely calm down.

His lips pecked at the corners of Joey's mouth, gradually retreated, and his face was buried in Joey's hair, smelling the faint fragrance of her hair.

Joey Mo's hand went around from behind, gently stroked Moqing's short hair on the back of his head, took a few deep breaths, and whispered in his ear, "I just want to get you some supper in the kitchen. When it's done, I'll go up to you."

"I'm not hungry." Moqing said that it was soft.

"I'm afraid you're hungry. Besides, you can eat something if you are not hungry. " Joey's lips were hooked and he felt Moqing's head like a giant pet.

MuQing Yin didn't speak, so she leaned her head against Joey's neck and shoulder.

Joey blinked and found that he liked to be attached to him like this.

It seems that as long as he relies on her, leans on her, and gently says anything in her ear, all the troubles and sadness can be resolved and disappeared.

Because muqingyin didn't let go of her, and Joey couldn't prepare supper for him, so at the end of the day, they were just in the kitchen... They went upstairs.

When the servant downstairs saw muqingyin and qiaoyimo return to the master bedroom, you look at me and I look at them, which means that they all saw the word "magic" from each other's eyes!

This is still their eyes Taishan top eyelids are not with a blink of the Mu boss?

Just now he looked for Miss Qiao. He looked like a different person! How to put it? It's like children who are afraid of being abandoned by their parents!

Others look like this, maybe they don't think there's anything wrong with it.

But he is the boss mu. He wants the wind to get the wind and the rain to get the rain. God!

What's more "terrible" is that they even heard Mr. Mu playing coquetry with Miss Qiao in the kitchen!

The servants sucked in the air and said seriously that they were seriously "scared"!

……

Master bedroom.

Joe Yi Mo looks at Mu Qing Yin, "now it's not ten o'clock, don't go to the study?"

"No, take a bath." MuQing scented pajamas also don't take, directly lead joy foam to wash the bathroom.

Joey's face flushed, and his eyes were staring at MuQing

……

The bathroom can accommodate three or four big men in the porcelain white bathtub.

Joey's foam stretched out in the bathtub, and below the clavicle was soaked under the white foam.

Moqing was sitting on the edge of the bathtub on Joe's shoulder and didn't lie down with him.

Surrounded by the bubble of the bathtub, Joey foam relaxed obviously.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Mu Qing scented a little foam and lit Joey's eyebrows.

Joey froth down his eyelashes, and he grabs a bubble and touches Mu Qing's clean white face. His eyes are clear and black, staring at him.

Mu Qing scum also no matter the face of the bubble, quiet quietly staring at Joey foam.

Joey stared at the foam on his handsome face, laughed, and put another bubble on the other side of his face.

Mu Qing Yin looked at Qiao Yi Mo's clear eyes and sighed.

……

They both washed their heads and came out of the bathroom. Muqingyin took a hair dryer to dry Joey's long hair first, and then changed Joey's hair for him.

Joey stood between his legs, blowing a little far away, afraid that the wind would be too hot and hurt him.

But she shuttles between his short hair's finger and looks at his water eye, all has the quiet gentleness.

MuQing's eyes narrowed and stared at this kind of joy foam. His heart was full and full, and he was in pain.

Joey Mo didn't notice the strange smell of MuQing. He carefully dried his hair, turned off the hair dryer, and was about to pull out the power.

At this time, his wrist was clasped, and the hair dryer in his hand fell off in the next moment. She had been dragged into her arms by him, pinched her waist, lightly lifted, and straddled on his leg.

Apart from a light silky robe, they were empty. They could not be more convenient

Joe foam saw the fireworks under his eyes, instinctively raised his body and wanted to retreat.

Mu Qing Yin's eyes were dim and squinted, and dragged her back.

"Ah..." Joey's face turned red to white and gasped.

Moqing's eyes shrank. She raised her hand and stroked her neck, kissing her lips tenderly, like soothing and comforting.

Joey's delicate clavicle retracted like a crescent moon, and his fingers held the collar of his robe tightly. "Brother mu, no way."

Mu Qing Yin heavily kisses the corner of her mouth, embraces her waist, turns over, and the two instantly change their positions.

Joey's foam head sank into the soft big bed, and her weak eyes were staring at MuQing's scenting. It was as if she had poured into a clear stream, and the next second she would see wisps of water overflowing from the corner of her eyes.

Muqingyin stroked her forehead for a while, and then her hair was soaked with sweat. She lovingly kisses her eyebrows, and her black eyes are clinging to her. She said hoarsely, "is it better?"

Joe Mo forced to close his eyes, hands tightly wrapped around MuQing's neck, side face close to his side face, "... Mm."

In fact, for Joey, it's no different.

It's just that she knows he likes

At this time, Moqing Yin didn't like to talk very much. He was a typical sullen man.

Although he did not speak, but he sprinkled into his ears, feeling hard from hiss, often let joy foam for it palpitation.

It was past eleven o'clock when they lay on the big bed with their necks crossed.

Joe's cat like nest in Moqing's arms, even if the body is not well, but the heart is perfect and peaceful.

MuQing peered at Joey's delicate face, with a clear voice and a low alcohol voice, "Joey, I've been there all the time, you know?"

Joey's eyelashes quivered.

MuQing scented faintly see her eyelashes root bright water Qinchu, a pain in the heart, Qingrou embrace her to the arms of some.

Sure enough.

He felt that her intuition that she was not in the right mood was not wrong. She really had something on her mind!