Qiao Xiaoxiao doesn't know how to explain to Jiang Yiming. After all, she doesn't know what mu Zehao thinks.

But this is not the only strange thing. He has made breakfast more and more frequently recently. Qiao Xiaoxiao feels that he has not seen Aunt Chen busy in the kitchen in the morning for a long time. Instead, mu Zehao.

He would cook a breakfast for himself every day, from simple millet porridge to complex steamed stuffed buns.

He often bought some clothes and cosmetics for Qiao Xiaoxiao, although he often said seriously to Qiao Xiaoxiao, "don't always make up and don't always wear small skirts to go out. You should remember that you are already a wife, you know?"

Qiao Xiaoxiao usually turns a white eye to him. Brother, you don't let me make up or wear a small skirt. Do you buy these for me to watch?

One day, after the two washed, Qiao Xiaoxiao lay in Mu Zehao's arms. She turned over and faced mu Zehao. She poked mu Zehao's dimple and said, "Why are you so strange recently?" Mu Zehao, who was still reading, picked his eyebrows, "what's strange?"

"Well... It's just... It's a little different for me." Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't understand why he just asked him a question, but he would bump into the deer in his heart.

"What answer do you want to hear?" Mu Zehao looked at her with interest. He put down the book in his hand. He thinks Qiao Xiaoxiao is more interesting than any book at the moment.

Qiao Xiaoxiao bit her lips. In fact, she didn't know what answer she wanted to hear. Did she want to hear him say that she really loved herself? But he said it.

"Forget it, I don't want to. Keep reading. " Qiao Xiaoxiao turned over again and was about to lie down with his back to Mu Zehao. Unexpectedly, mu Zehao turned her back and broke Qiao Xiaoxiao's defense line bit by bit with a kiss, from his forehead to his eyes, and from the tip of his nose to her lips.

Mu Zehao's kiss is always a little aggressive. In fact, Qiao Xiaoxiao can't stop his kiss.

She repeatedly told herself not to invest too much in this love, because at first it was just to revive her father's company, which was just a relationship of interest. Just because she needs his help, and mu Zehao is just because she is more like Tingting.

But now she found that she was really finished. Her love for mu Zehao is beyond her control.

Mu Zehao's kiss has been sweeter than all the candy in the world.

Mu Zehao took off Qiao Xiaoxiao's clothes bit by bit, and the two collided passionately. Mu Zehao's breathing mixed with Qiao Xiaoxiao's groans, turned into hormones and collided in the night sky.

Mu Zehao wants to leave his own traces in every part of Qiao Xiaoxiao's body. He is an absolute possessive person, only to Qiao Xiaoxiao.

He planted strawberries on her neck and never let go of her bones, chest and stomach.

After the passion, mu Zehao regained her tenderness. He took Qiao Xiaoxiao into his arms and made her lie comfortable. Then he patted her, just like his mother patted himself when he was a child, and fell asleep gently.

Qiao Xiaoxiao is very cute when she sleeps. Her long eyelashes tremble. Mu Zehao will always touch the thick eyelashes naughtily.

When did he think Qiao Xiaoxiao was cute? Maybe it was when she was bullied but stood firm, or when he saw her cry like a little rabbit because of her once wronged love, or maybe he could be himself every day with her.

One day, Qiao Xiaoxiao suddenly said, "Mu Zehao, I really want to know your story with her. I think I have a right to know. "

Mu Zehao was surprised. The last thing he wanted to mention was the biggest pimple in his relationship with Qiao Xiaoxiao.

He thought, it's better to say it. If he made it clear, Qiao Xiaoxiao should also understand himself. That irreparable past is my most painful memory.

"Xiao Xiao, OK. I'll tell you. "

Mu Zehao almost choked and finished the whole story. He thought Qiao Xiaoxiao might be angry, scold him and play a temper with him.

But after listening quietly, Qiao Xiaoxiao just didn't say a word. After he finished, he hugged him calmly.

Qiao Xiaoxiao loves him. She doesn't blame him. She doesn't blame him for shouting Tingting's name at night. She knows the pain of losing a loved one. Like Qiao Xiaoxiao's father jumping from a building at that time, she will never erase the pain.

Maybe Qiao Xiaoxiao can replace Tingting to accompany him and let him forget the past, but she will never forget the memory of her father.

"Don't be afraid, I will always be by your side." Qiao Xiaoxiao hugged him and gently stroked his back.

"I know you haven't told anyone. I know the pain in your heart. Just cry and cry."

Qiao Xiaoxiao almost turned into an angel at the moment, so he accompanied mu Zehao and listened to his hoarse cry.

After a long time, mu Zehao finally calmed down.

"Xiao Xiao, do you know? I cry not because I still love her, but because I hate myself before. Why can't I cherish the people in front of me? "

"Now it's you standing beside me. I don't want to lose you anymore."

Mu Zehao hugged Qiao Xiaoxiao tightly, so tightly that Qiao Xiaoxiao felt a little pain. But she didn't say, just let him hold himself like this. She knew that she was mu Zehao's life-saving straw. He had only her.

"Don't worry, I won't go. Always by your side. "

Perhaps the departure of many people has taught the people who stay in place that they should not wait until they lose it.

Qiao Xiaoxiao knew this truth. She thought that she must try her best to be good to Mu Zehao in the future. They are like grasshoppers on one root.

Experienced each other's experience, once loved and killed each other, but at this moment, all they want to do is cherish it, now.

But everything changed. A week later, mu Zehao was in the company that day. Because Jiang Yiming couldn't come to the West Point store that day, Qiao Xiaoxiao closed the store in advance and bought mu Zehao's favorite coffee to go home.

As soon as she got home, she saw that the mailbox in front of her house was too full. It seemed that she had never sorted it out herself. Usually, Aunt Chen is sorting it out.

She simply took out all the letters in the mailbox and read them as she walked. It is basically the publicity of some advertising companies.

But suddenly her eyes rested on a letter.

Not for anything else, just because the signature on this letter is, Tingting.

Her heart pounded. She quickly stepped into the room. She opened the letter trembling.

"Ho, I'm back."

The simple five words brought Qiao Xiaoxiao unprecedented despair.

She was at a loss. She didn't know what to do with the letter. Should she show it to Mu Zehao? Maybe she will lose mu Zehao forever.

But she was thinking, they are already married, why they are still so uncertain about him.

She was afraid that she could not compare with Tingting. She was very afraid. She doesn't want to fall from the recent sweet heaven to hell.

She flustered the letter into the envelope and hid it under the pillow. Then the doorbell rang. She went downstairs to open the door. She was so nervous that she didn't even wear her shoes. As soon as mu Zehao opened the door, he thought there was a thief at home.

"What are you doing? Why do you feel so flustered?"

"It's okay... I... I'm just cooking." Qiao Xiaoxiao's stammering appearance almost exposed her incisively and vividly, but at least mu Zehao was very tired today and didn't investigate more with her.

At dinner, mu Zehao seemed to say a lot and shared with her today's interesting stories in the company and things that made him angry.

But Qiao Xiaoxiao was full of Tingting's letter, and she couldn't listen to anything. But mu Zehao didn't seem to find it and kept talking.

Finally, Qiao Xiaoxiao was pulled back to reality by the words of the people in front of her, and she sighed deeply.

This is, mu Zehao finally felt something wrong with her. She seemed to be unable to cheer up and thinking about something.

"Xiao Xiao, what's the matter with you? What are you thinking? Did you listen to me just now? " Mu Zehao was worried about her and a little angry. Because she didn't seem to listen to herself just now.

"It's all right..." Qiao Xiaoxiao still didn't think about whether to tell him or how to tell him.

After finishing the meal in a hurry, Qiao Xiaoxiao hid in the bathroom on the pretext that he was tired and wanted to wash.

She turned on the tap and sobbed in a low voice.

Mu Zehao just thought she might encounter something annoying in the West Point store. She was tired. Not that much.

Mu Zehao half leaned against the bed and waited for the people inside to wash out. He wanted to hug her and let her not be sad. He still wants to see Qiao Xiao, who is alive and kicking every day.

He didn't feel very comfortable leaning against the pillow and wanted to stand up and cushion it. As a result, as soon as I picked up the pillow, I saw the letter that Qiao Xiaoxiao hid under the pillow.

He picked it up curiously. After confirming the handwriting, mu Zehao shook his hands and unfolded the paper.

As soon as the letter paper was opened, I saw five words.

These five words are enough to make mu Zehao collapse. Fang Ting, it's her. This handwriting is hers. No one can forge it.

The letter was hidden under the pillow, indicating that Qiao Xiaoxiao had read it. Mu Zehao rushed into the bathroom like crazy and grabbed Qiao Xiaoxiao's hand while washing.

"What! It hurts! " Qiao Xiaoxiao, who was washing her face, still had water on her face. It hurt and she couldn't open her eyes.

"Why? Why did you hide the letter Tingting gave me? If I don't find out, when are you going to give it to me? " Mu Zehao's eyes were red. He was really angry.

He thinks he has talked to Qiao Xiaoxiao so much that she should understand that Fang Ting is a special existence for herself. He apologized too much to Fang ting.

"Because I hid this letter? Is that what you did to me? " Qiao Xiaoxiao was a little disappointed. Didn't he agree to start a new life? Why is he still nothing in Mu Zehao's heart.

"Do you think you have a point? Qiao Xiaoxiao, are you such a person? You are so selfish. "

Mu Zehao shook off Qiao Xiaoxiao's hand. Qiao Xiaoxiao's hand knocked on the washstand. She was in pain, but mu Zehao, who was still angry, didn't care about her at all.

Qiao Xiaoxiao gave a bitter smile.

"It doesn't matter. She's back. I'll go now and make room for her. Let's forget about any agreement. Get divorced sometime. "

Qiao Xiaoxiao's eyes were getting wet, but she held it back. She tried her best to tell herself in her heart that she couldn't cry, don't cry.