After the incident a few days ago, Mo Zixuan's heart seemed to be as clear as the clouds, and the moment he fell, Mo Zixuan's heart seemed to be caught fiercely.

At such moments, his heart gave the most beautiful and firm response.

He couldn't help Xiang Qing, even if he lost his life, he couldn't do that, because the hatred he once thought had become so small in the face of life and death.

His Xiang Qing will only be his Xiang Qing, no matter what she has done.

The affectionate kiss fell, and for a while the breath of the two began to be unstable, and this lingering lasted for a long, long time......

"That...... Excuse me. The little nurse's face was red, and she was a little embarrassed with a hanging bottle in her hand, and when she looked at the handsome side face of the man who had been guarding it for so long, she was even more shy.

Such a good man, such an affectionate man, it's a pity that there is already a master.

Mo Zixuan didn't speak, he held Xiang Qing's little face with his big hand, and kissed it again despite the nurse's direct gaze.

Xiang Qing was shocked and wanted to push him away, but she was already weak, even Mo Zixuan was injured, and her arm was strained, but after all, there was a huge disparity in the strength of men and women.

Xiang Qing only felt panicked in her heart, and was forced to immerse herself in the man's hot kiss.

The regain after the loss is really quite rare, and at this moment, Mo Zixuan completely ignores his reason and vents his heart to the fullest.

His, Xiang Qing......

The little nurse finally couldn't stand this sweet atmosphere, so she stupidly changed into a hanging bottle, covered her eyes, and ran away quickly.

The moment the door was closed, the man's big hand began to be dishonest, Xiang Qing clinged to his shoulder in fear, biting his lip that was finally released by him, panting.

The man knows how to measure, not to mention, Xiang Qing's body is so prostration, and his arm is injured, so his handsome face endured for a while, and kissed Xiang Qing's red face.

He, why is he so ...... all of a sudden?

Xiang Qing's head really couldn't figure out this smart man, her lips were already a little painful, her eyes were closed, and she was very quiet.

The slender big hand patted Xiang Qing's little back for a while, he knew that he seemed to be a little forgetful, just now it seemed that he was a little forced, and Xiang Qing's breathing became very difficult.

Xiang Qing's hair was very soft, gently brushing Mo Zixuan's handsome face, he smiled, slowly closed his eyes, the silence in front of him may be what he really wants.

What would have been? Xiang Qing really didn't understand what Mo Zixuan meant, he said that he was reluctant to give up himself, he said that he wanted himself, but ...... For the future, Xiang Qing, who has always been timid, is confused.

However, in just a few days, the mind completely changed.

Looking at the man who was cooking porridge for himself, Xiang Qing was sitting in the large living room, still in a trance inexplicably, but he was happy in a trance, why did he say that?

Because, the handsome man there takes care of himself meticulously, his body recovers quickly, and there are some happy things, in the dark, there seems to be something slowly changing.

He was the same as her.

"Xiang Qing, do you want to add a little red date?" The man in the white casual sweater turned around, and what was wrapped in front of Xiang Qing's eyes was such a handsome arc and a good-looking appearance.

His voice was gentle, and his bones were crisp when he heard it, Rao no one thought that Mo Zixuan would be so gentle with a woman, not to mention, this woman was a little mute, and her appearance was not very outstanding.

Xiang Qing was stunned for a moment, her little face flashed a layer of redness, bit her lip, and nodded.

Mo Zixuan smiled, smiling so beautifully, the corners of his mouth hooked up a gentle smile, and his big hand kept stirring the porridge in the pot with a regular pace.

The fragrance is overflowing, and what makes Xiang Qing's eyes even more greedy, the man's good-looking side face, this man, who was obviously so bad to himself before, is he really so good to himself?

Is this a dream?

The man looked at her stupidly, stupid, but very happy, such a day is actually not bad.

It's just that there is still a little worry in his heart, after all, there are some things that he can't solve, such a deep bond, so embarrassing existence, he is also afraid that Xiang Qing will have other ideas.

He didn't want to make her uncomfortable, but he would never let go.

The steaming porridge was served, and in the white glutinous porridge water, there were ruddy jujubes, which looked very good and in a good mood.

Xiang Qing's small hand stirred the spoon, and when he was about to drink it, he was gently snatched by a slender and white hand, Mo Zixuan smiled and handed the spoon in his hand to Xiang Qing's small mouth.

"Open your mouth!" The black pupils tightly locked Xiang Qing's little face, he was very affectionate and gentle.

Xiang Qing wanted to say that he didn't need it, but he shook his little hand and made a gesture to take the spoon in his hand, in fact, when he was sick, Mo Zixuan fed himself like this, even if his hand was injured.

However, now that my illness has been cured, I don't have to ......

How could a smart man let Xiang Qing's careful thinking come true, he ignored it, and his big hand was still on Xiang Qing's small mouth, not moving.

After a stalemate for a few minutes, Xiang Qing pursed his mouth, how come this man's hands are not sore, how can it be regarded as a serious illness.

There was no way, Xiang Qing was defeated, sucking Mo Zixuan's spoon in small sips, biting his lip, extremely shy.

Mo Zixuan was silent, his eyes were very good-looking, he fed Xiang Qing unhurriedly, full of satisfaction, and when Xiang Qing was about to finish the porridge, his big hand wiped her small mouth.

Xiang Qinggu rolled his little eyes, looking at the man's gentle and extremely handsome face, a little embarrassed, obviously two people who were awkward a few days ago as if they were strangers, how could they be ......

It's as sweet as if nothing had happened?

"Xiang Qing ......"

Xiang Qing raised his head and looked at the handsome man in front of him, his slender fingers were still lingering on his red lips, and his appearance was heartwarming.

Does it seem like to say something?

Xiang Qing looked at him with puzzlement in his eyes, if he was happy? There was indeed a sparkle in his eyes, but there seemed to be something else mixed in there.

"You, would you like to ......" The man's sexy thin lips paused, a little nervous, of course, this nervousness would not be easily let Xiang Qing see.

What the?

Xiang Qing stared, waiting for his next words, inexplicably, his heart fluttered unsteadily, and he was always a little embarrassed, but why was he embarrassed?

"I mean...... "The heart was beating all the time, and in such a comfortable atmosphere, a thin string was pulled, which tensed Mo Zixuan's nerves.

Kindness?

"Would you like to marry me?"

With a plop, Xiang Qing felt a little dizzy, she swore that she really didn't mean it, the moment she heard that sentence, she couldn't help but feel dizzy, and then, sadly, she fell down.

Tie the knot?

Xiang Qing's heart was still apprehensive, just like that, she inexplicably sank into the darkness of the sun, and she couldn't get up again, and in her dreams, she slowly replayed that nice sentence.

He said, Xiang Qing, would you like to marry me?

Xiang Qing heard this, how did she feel? I'm afraid it's dizzy, I can't say I'm happy, but I can't say I'm unhappy, it's just that I feel a little unreal.

On the big pure white bed, Xiang Qing shrunk into a ball, biting his lip, a little overwhelmed, and the handsome man with a familiar mint smell was beside him, he looked at himself with a smile, full of tenderness and expectation.

How's that guy?

Xiang Qing was dizzy, but she still didn't react to what Mo Zixuan said just now, she waved her little hand like an evasion, and asked about things that were not related to cattle and horses.

Mo Zixuan supported her head elegantly with one hand, and wrapped her small waist gently but domineeringly with the other, with a soft tone and deep eyes.

Xiang Qing was deliberately changing the topic, Mo Zixuan reacted smartly, and he kissed Xiang Qing's little ear, causing her cheeks to flush.

"He is suspected of kidnapping and has been sent back to the United States."

Oh, gone?

"So, will he go to jail?" Biting her lip, Xiang Qing asked in sign language.

Obviously, Mo Zixuan didn't want to answer, and he didn't bother to say, what does that person's future have to do with himself?

In short, the pair of parents will never let him have an accident, this prediction, Mo Zixuan is still sure, because, that person has always been the envy of himself.

The few loves, completely given to that person, once doubted, once puzzled, once resentful.

It's all in the past..... Now, he has her.

"Then, you ......." Xiang Qing moved her lips, but still closed her mouth, she could see the faint melancholy on Mo Zixuan's face, and her little hand carefully wrapped around his waist and nested into his arms.

Realizing that Xiang Qing's small movements were similar to appeasement, the man's face had a soft halo, he smiled and hugged Xiang Qing's small body more intimately.

Xiang Qing, I, it's okay, now, you are the most important person in my life, in the future, we will go together.

"You should answer my question, right?" The man smiled, looking at the little woman in his arms, Mo Zixuan's heart was very soft, and he was busy continuing the topic just now.

This little turtle can't hide anymore, he is no longer the age when he can squander his youth, the heart that was originally wandering, and wants to find a belonging.

When Xiang Qing heard this, her eyes drooped, and she had such a heavy loss, did she get married? Him and her?

May I?

To be honest, maybe Xiang Qing once regarded being with Mo Zixuan forever as an unattainable dream, but now, this dream has no hope of becoming a reality, not for anything else, just because.

I'm a poor mute.......