Chapter 145

Her serious appearance fell into mu Zehao's eyes. Her eyes crossed the dark awn. It was Qiao's flesh and blood. She inherited her father's genes and learned these things quickly. Mu Zehao looked at the fruit on the table.

"Why don't you keep eating?"

When he made a sound, Joe's hand shook. When she reacted, the book in her hand had fallen to the ground with a slap.

Mu Zehao bent down to pick up the book, and then got up gracefully. At the moment he got up, he suddenly blacked out in front of his eyes. For only a moment, he recovered. Mu Zehao didn't care.

He handed the book to Qiao Xiaoxiao. Qiao Xiaoxiao still didn't react. He looked at mu Zehao. When did he appear?

"Oh, thank you..." Qiao Xiaoxiao reached out to pick up the book in Mu Zehao's hand, but mu Zehao didn't let go. Qiao Xiaoxiao looked at mu Zehao suspiciously and didn't understand what he was going to do.

Mu Zehao stared at Qiao Xiaoxiao's pretty face and frowned slightly into a Sichuan word.

Oh, thank you?

Doesn't she have anything to say to him?

Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't let go, and mu Zehao didn't let go. For a moment, there was some embarrassment between them.

"Pay attention to rest!" After a standoff, mu Zehao let go, turned and sat on the other side of the sofa and turned out a book to read.

However, Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't know that there were several pieces of paper in the book in Mu Zehao's hand, which wrote the production method of so and so food. This is a secret recipe he bought with a lot of money in several hotels, which can not only replenish his body but also meet her taste. He believed that Qiao Xiaoxiao would like it.

Mu Zehao gently rubbed his temples. His body has always been uncomfortable. He still has a headache and wants to crack. Sometimes he wants his head to explode directly. This idea is terrible. He is afraid that he will lose his mind at any moment. He neither wants Qiao Xiaoxiao to know nor wants to hurt her, so every time he can only control himself desperately.

The pain was unimaginable, but when he looked up at Qiao Xiaoxiao, he couldn't help smiling at her. It was actually good to look at her so quietly.

Qiao Xiaoxiao seemed to notice that he was looking at himself. She saw along her eyes that the other party was holding a book and reading it with interest. Because she was far away, she couldn't see what the other party was reading. That was her eyes just now

Is it an illusion?

Qiao Xiaoxiao shook his head slightly, lowered his head and continued to read. Most of their atmosphere was spent in silence.

Qiao Xiaoxiao doesn't want to talk to Mu Zehao, and mu Zehao is ashamed to speak because of men's natural self-esteem, so she can only express it with her own actions. Mu Zehao has done a good job in this action, and Qiao Xiaoxiao can feel it, but there is always a problem in her heart.

If she couldn't get through this, she couldn't think of getting closer to Mu Zehao. She shook her head, temporarily threw away the confused ideas in her head, and looked at the place where mu Zehao was already gone.

He may have gone out.

Qiao Xiaoxiao thinks so.

I don't know how long later, Qiao Xiaoxiao heard a sound of footsteps. She looked up and just saw mu Zehao coming. The only difference was that mu Zehao had an apron around his waist and hadn't had time to take it off.

"Come to dinner."

Mu Zehao's eyes showed tenderness. Qiao Xiaoquan ignored it and answered lightly, "Oh."

Mu Zehao took the first step, put his hands behind his back to relieve the skirt, turned his head and said, "you should hurry up! It's cold when you're late. "

Qiao Xiaoxiao nodded and didn't speak.

The moment mu Zehao turned his head, a dim light crossed his eyes. He knew she listened, but he didn't want to pay attention to him.

When mu Zehao finished the last soup, Qiao Xiaoxiao just appeared in his vision. He made all the dishes on the table for her.

If you want to catch your wife's heart, you must first catch his wife's stomach. Mu Zehao's brain jumped out these two words. His temples jumped twice. Damn, how can you have this idea? However, it seems to make sense.

Help Qiao Xiaoxiao pull out a position, and mu Zehao sits opposite Qiao Xiaoxiao.

"What would you like to eat?" Mu Zehao held his chin in his hands and looked at Qiao Xiaoxiao. "You're not in good health. You need more tonics."

Then mu Zehao put a sweet and sour spareribs in Qiao Xiaoxiao's bowl.

He was not sure that Qiao Xiaoxiao would eat it, because Qiao Xiaoxiao had a bad appetite these days. He could only barely eat some fruit, but it was far from enough.

Looking at her face, mu Zehao felt that she had lost a circle these days.

He knew that she went out to vomit in the middle of the night and lost her appetite. She must be very sick. When he slept hazily last night, he heard something coming out of the bathroom. He didn't know until he secretly went to see it. She was vomit and felt some pain in her heart.

Before mu Zehao could say anything, Qiao Xiaoxiao resisted the urge of nausea and spoke in a hoarse voice, "no, I don't want to eat meat."

Glancing at the dinner table, Qiao Xiaoxiao filled a bowl of yam porridge, scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth. The taste of the porridge was very weak, but it was delicious. After seeing mu Zehao, Qiao Xiaoxiao bowed his head and took a few more mouthfuls.

But unexpectedly, Qiao Xiaoxiao just drank a few drinks, but his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled. His white hands hurriedly covered his mouth. After noticing several things wrong, Qiao Xiaoxiao rushed out towards the bathroom and hit the chair around him when he turned around.

Mu Zehao noticed Qiao Xiaoxiao's reaction. He was also nervous. He stood up almost like a conditioned reflex. He just stretched out his hand and was dazzled in front of him.

"Damn it!" He cursed fiercely, "this is a sign of another disease!"

He looked at the dishes in front of him and felt an impulse to break them!

Mu Zehao covered his head, which began to ache, resisted the impulse to break the dishes, and fiercely stepped back, "Damn it! Damn it! "

Back to the corner, mu Zehao bumped his head against the wall several times, and the pain made him recover a little reason.

After taking a look at the direction Qiao Xiaoxiao left just now, the love in Mu Zehao's eyes is self-evident. He wants to accompany her, but it's lucky that he doesn't hurt her in his current situation.

He is like an irregular bomb, which can explode anytime and anywhere. He is really afraid of hurting her, but he doesn't want her to leave him.

"Sorry..."

Mu Zehao covered his head, kept shaking his head, and staggered to the small table where the mobile phone was placed. He reached out and touched it. Finally, he touched his mobile phone. His eyes were almost blurred, but he soon found a number.

"Hello."

Mu Zehao was almost irritable and didn't pay attention to the speaker's voice: "Hello! Qin Lang, where are you?! right off! Now! Come here! "

The opposite side obviously didn't respond. What's going on? I just heard that the people inside seemed to stop, "hello? Hello, i... "

Before the other party finished, mu Zehao almost roared, "who are you?! What about Qin Lang? "

"I'm Qin Lang's assistant. Mr. Qin went to the United States for consultation and will be back in about a week. Would you please..."

The assistant over there stared at a mobile phone like a fool, and then the little assistant threw the fool's mobile phone into his trouser pocket.

Hearing the news, mu Zehao could no longer control his irritability. He threw his mobile phone to the ground angrily, and the mobile phone immediately fell apart.

His head was buzzing. Mu Zehao's hand covering his head was tighter. He felt that his head would explode in the next second.

His impetuous mood could not be calmed. Mu Zehao ignored the crooked furniture he had brought and rushed into the bedroom. He held his head into the quilt, but his head fainted even more.

they hurt!

The pain made him want to cry out.

He thought he would be fine as long as he forbeared this time. However, the more he forbeared, the more irritable he was. He knew that his emotions must be vented. If not, he had no doubt that he would be tortured and killed by this damn depression.

Mu Zehao stretched out his hand, and his eyes were almost a combination of double shadow and darkness.

There was another wave in his heart. Mu Zehao sat up fiercely, and his eyes were repressed into a terrible red. He looked at the things around him and knocked over a desk lamp. The desk lamp fell to the ground and smashed.

Mu Zehao put his eyes on another thing. He just stretched out his hand. Reason asked him to put down his arm fiercely. No! He can't do that!

Mu Zehao pressed his right hand with his left hand and pinched a red mark on his hand and neck. Maybe it was his illusion. He always felt that as soon as he let go, his right hand would stretch out to harm the furniture. It was not that he cherished money, but that he was afraid that Qiao Xiaoxiao would be afraid of seeing himself like this.

He would rather suffer by himself than be full of fear of himself!

Mu Zehao's eyes showed blood color. All the blood looked terrible. His left hand was still pressing his right hand. There was a black fog in front of him. He felt as if he was not living in the world.

Qiao Xiaoxiao kept vomiting from the bathroom. She almost vomited out her whole stomach even though she had eaten all the food just now.

Reaching for a cup of cold white water, he took a sip of water and cleared his mouth. Qiao Xiaoxiao looked at his pale face in the mirror and summoned up his courage, but a burst of nausea came up in his stomach.

Again!?

There was another vomit in the bathroom. When Qiao Xiaoxiao was really no longer sick, her face was paler than before. The whole person was like a piece of paper. A gust of wind could blow her away.

Qiao Xiaoxiao came out of the bathroom with her stomach covered. Her face was pale. Her stomach was so uncomfortable that she frowned and felt a little dizzy.

These days, because of various things coming one after another, Qiao Xiaoxiao can't cope. In addition, he is too busy to have a good meal. Qiao Xiaoxiao has some hypoglycemia and his eyes are too tired to open.

"You'd better sleep first." Qiao Xiaoxiao rubbed his sore temples, talked to himself, and dragged his tired body to the bedroom.

Suddenly, there was a sound of smashing things in the living room. Qiao Xiaoxiao immediately felt something wrong. Regardless of his physical discomfort, he rushed to the living room. However, the scene in front of him made Qiao Xiaoxiao burst into tears.

Mu Zehao destroyed the flowerpots, tea sets and mirrors in the living room beyond recognition as long as they could fall to the ground or smash. At this time, mu Zehao was pounding his head with his fist. This should be a crazy move only for mental patients with splitting headaches in the film.

Qiao Xiaoxiao was frightened. She had never seen such a crazy mu Zehao. Now mu Zehao is like a beast, which no one can approach.