Is this the so-called "qingren" out of the eyes?

As soon as she thought of this, Jiang Xiaoqiao couldn't help but want to laugh, sure enough, no matter what kind of Mr. Mo was so fascinating to her. ¥ ♀ Eight ¥ ♀ Eight ¥ ♀ Read ¥ ♀ Book, .2 ≠ ◆

Thinking about it in a mess, it was all Mo Jingyuan without exception, and unconsciously Jiang Xiaoqiao looked at Mo Jingyuan stupidly for more than two hours, but it seemed that he still couldn't see enough.

In the end, it was Fan Ying who knocked on the door and asked the two of them to get up and go down for lunch, and Jiang Xiaoqiao came back to his senses from such an obsessed state.

found that she had spied on Mo Jingyuan for more than two hours, although no one knew, although this person was her husband, Jiang Xiaoqiao was still a little embarrassed.

She buried her head in silence for a few minutes, and it was not until Jiang Xiaoqiao felt that the heat on her face had dissipated that she raised her head and prepared to call Mo Jingyuan, but as soon as she raised her head, she crashed into the man's gentle gaze.

'Boom', Jiang Xiaoqiao finally recovered his usual face and turned red again, this time it was not shy, but weak-hearted.

"Heh, after peeping at me, do you still want to pretend it didn't happen? Huh?"

Strongly provoking Jiang Xiaoqiao's chin, Mo Jingyuan leaned in and whispered, like a whisper between "qingren", but Jiang Xiaoqiao saw the banter in his eyes.

"You're not asleep?"

Asked in surprise, Jiang Xiaoqiao was a little displeased, angry that he didn't take his body seriously, he knew why he was sick, and he didn't really fall asleep when he took the time to pretend to sleep.

"I fell asleep, really. ”

As soon as he heard Jiang Xiaoqiao's tone, Mo Jingyuan knew that she was angry, and hurriedly leaned over to her forehead and explained. Afraid that Jiang Xiaoqiao would not believe it, he moved a little away to let Jiang Xiaoqiao look at his cheeks.

"Look, if you don't believe me, you can see if my complexion is much more energetic. ”

Jiang Xiaoqiao squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, although the effect was not obvious for more than two hours, there was no doubt that the bloodshot in his eyes was a little less, and his originally pale cheeks had also recovered a little bit of redness, and Jiang Xiaoqiao was relieved.

Then why do you know that I spied on you? I wanted to ask, but when it came to my mouth, I swallowed it raw, didn't she admit that she was really peeping when she asked?

Fortunately, Mo Jingyuan didn't let Jiang Xiaoqiao have extra time to entangle, and when Jiang Xiaoqiao finished looking, he turned over and got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Will he tell Jiang Xiaoqiao that he guessed this, and then look at Jiang Xiaoqiao relieved and no longer nervous and shy?

The sound of rushing water sounded, pulling Jiang Xiaoqiao's thoughts back, and he hurriedly got up to take care of himself.

When Mo Jingyuan came out, Jiang Xiaoqiao also sorted it out.

Handing him Mo Jingyuan's clothes, Jiang Xiaoqiao was about to go out, but he grabbed his wrist again.

"I'll go down first, and you can change your clothes and come down. ”

Struggled hard, but didn't break away, Jiang Xiaoqiao turned his head and looked at Mo Jingyuan angrily.

Really, this man is getting more and more sticky, and for a few minutes, he has to pull her crookedly, and she can already foresee what Fan Ying and Aunt Chen will look like when they are teasing.

"Dress me, I don't have the strength to do it. ”

The corners of Mo Jingyuan's mouth hooked up a ruffian smile, and he said weakly, and with his other hand, he forced the clothes that Jiang Xiaoqiao took back into Jiang Xiaoqiao's hand.

Jiang Xiaoqiao glanced at the wheat-colored arm that was still holding her wrist strangely, could it be that the iron arm holding her hand was not his?

She seems to have discovered Mo Jingyuan's new attribute, that is, shameless~

kept slandering in his heart, Jiang Xiaoqiao still silently put on a face comparable to a boiled crab for him.

I have to say that Mo Jingyuan has arrogant capital, not only because of his handsome face, eye-catching wealth, but also his excellent figure.

Because of years of exercise, Mo Jingyuan has proper eight-pack abs, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and straight and slender long legs, full of strength, and will not be as exaggerated as a muscular man, as if he is a standard model for dressing thin and undressed.

Although it was not the first time I had seen it, let alone touched Mo Jingyuan's figure, every time Jiang Xiaoqiao couldn't help but be amazed, and her pretty face turned red.

She was no exception this time, although she had tried her best to avoid seeing Mo Jingyuan's body, but in the process of helping him get dressed, her heart was pounding, and her nervousness made her mouth dry and her limbs were a little disobedient.

So, even if she was careful and careful, she still inevitably touched Mo Jingyuan's body, and every time she touched it, her fingertips trembled, and her heart became more nervous, but the more nervous she was, the easier it was to touch.

Mo Jingyuan smiled and looked down at Jiang Xiaoqiao dressing him, although Jiang Xiaoqiao was not short, but standing in front of Mo Jingyuan, he still looked small, at this moment, as long as he lowered his head, he could easily see the red earlobe of the little girl in his arms.

She's shy.

This realization made Mo Jingyuan feel very good, although the two were already married and even had children, but every time he saw Jiang Xiaoqiao being shy and overwhelmed because of him, he still liked it very much.

Jiang Xiaoqiao's fingers swept across his chest again, and his skin trembled because he was touched by the person he liked, and a red light crossed the corner of Mo Jingyuan's eyes, and when Jiang Xiaoqiao's fingers pushed it away, he straightened his chest without a trace.

Sure enough, Jiang Xiaoqiao pushed away his arm again in a panic.

One of the two people deliberately teased, and the other had no intention of dodging, and the clothes that could be put on in a few minutes were simply extended for more than ten minutes, which was almost the reason why Mo Jing was teasing with his vision, and took the clothes from Jiang Xiaoqiao's hand and wore them himself.

When the two went downstairs, they found that there were guests at home.

"Jin Xizhao, why are you here?"

Looking at the young man who was sitting at the dining table chatting happily with Fan Ying and Aunt Chen, Jiang Xiaoqiao couldn't help but exclaim, not noticing the instant sinking eyes of Mo Jingyuan beside her.

Glancing at Mo Jingyuan, who was silent on the side, Jin Xizhao put down his chopsticks, looked at Jiang Xiaoqiao with both hands and arms, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and an endless glow in his eyes.

"Didn't you let me have time to play yesterday? Why, now that I'm here, you're not happy?"

"Of course I'm glad you're here. "I just didn't expect you to come so soon.

Shaking her head again and again, Jiang Xiaoqiao said with some flattery, and tears were already streaming down her face: For Mao, the men she knew were all like this, and they couldn't be said to be cloudy?

Hearing Jiang Xiaoqiao's playful answer, Jin Xizhao's face looked much better, and he turned his attention to Aunt Chen and Fan Ying, chatted with the two elders, and from time to time he also sandwiched two chopsticks and dishes, and then did not share a trace of afterglow on Jiang Xiaoqiao and Mo Jingyuan.

Jiang Xiaoqiao didn't care about Jin Xizhao's ignorance, but breathed a sigh of relief, if she was still a little uncertain before, she knew that Jin Xizhao had a strange feeling for her since Jin Xizhao hid Mo Jingyuan's confession from her.

In this world, all the love that is not what you want is a burden. Jiang Xiaoqiao is no exception, the person she loves is Mo Jingyuan, so no matter how good Mo Jingyuan is to her, she will only feel sweet, and even greedily want more.

But when the people who love her become Xu Jinlang, Jin Xizhao and others who she regards as friends, the deeper they love, the more they feel guilty, the more painful their lives are, and the more they want to escape, rather than want to bear it.

Therefore, for Jin Xizhao's ignorance at this moment, the burden in her heart is much lighter, just ignore it, which means that she has to give up, which means that she will not hurt him.

Thinking so in her heart, Jiang Xiaoqiao went to the kitchen to wash her hands, and halfway through, her palms were warm, and her hands were firmly wrapped by Mo Jingyuan's big palm.

looked to the side in some surprise, but Mo Jingyuan didn't look at her, but took her hand and walked towards the kitchen, and she hurriedly followed him obediently.

Mo Jingyuan was tall, and it seemed that Jiang Xiaoqiao beside him was small and exquisite, and the two walked side by side, just like Jiang Xiaoqiao and a bird following him. Although there were no words, the atmosphere between the two was strangely harmonious, and no one seemed to be able to intervene anymore.

In just a dozen meters of road, it seems that the two of them are going to go through a lifetime like this. Jin Xizhao, who was chatting happily with Fan Ying and Aunt Chen, saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, and secretly pinched the chopsticks in his hand.

After a while, the two of them sat down at the dining table, and I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Mo Jingyuan sat opposite Jin Xizhao.

The moment the eyes of the two staggered, the sword light and sword shadow, and no one refused to back down half a step.

Sensitively perceiving the difference in the atmosphere between the two, Jiang Xiaoqiao silently lowered his head, quietly eating the white rice in the bowl, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

But Fan Ying and Aunt Chen didn't notice that something was wrong, but Fan Ying was happy to introduce each other to the two.

"Jingyuan, this is Xizhao, he took care of me and Xiao Qiao a lot in Bianlian Town before. Xizhao, this is my son Mo Jingyuan, he is the husband of ......" Xiao Qiao.

The last few words have not been finished before they are interrupted by Jin Xizhao with a smile.

"Aunt Fan, I know him, we have worked together before. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Mo Jingyuan, who was full of black aura because he heard him taking care of Jiang Xiaoqiao in Bianlian Town, and his eyes were full of provocation.

Hearing his words, Fan Ying also looked at Mo Jingyuan.

No, Mo Jingyuan could only nod with a calm face, glanced at Fan Ying, who was obviously very happy, and then glanced at Jin Xizhao, who was a little hanging, his eyes were surging, and it seemed that there would be a storm in the next second.

The getting up around him was too depressed, and Jiang Xiaoqiao, who was sitting next to him, felt the most profound, knowing that Mo Jingyuan regretted it because of the separation for more than two months, Jiang Xiaoqiao felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

It is said that pregnant women are the most sensitive, which is well reflected in Jiang Xiaoqiao. Although Mo Jingyuan has always been gentle and considerate to her since returning to Rongcheng, Mo Jingyuan often wakes up in the middle of the night to see her for hours, or as long as he is by her side, he will get tired of her, which reflects his fear of saying goodbye to her.