Qiao Mo shrugged her shoulders and went upstairs after entering the villa.

Reach out and open the door to the second bedroom.

Kindness?

Open the door to the second bedroom......

Can't open......

Qiao Mo's cute brain couldn't turn a little, and she turned the handle hard, but she couldn't turn it.

What's going on?

Why can't the door of the second bedroom be opened?

Qiao Mo walked to the master bedroom in confusion and opened the door of the master bedroom very easily.

"Huh?"

Isn't the master bedroom a piece of pink?

How has it changed?

The decoration here is the same as the master bedroom of Xinghe Villa, with gray and white tones, and everything inside has changed, which is simply a clone of Xinghe Villa.

She suddenly remembered that when she was at Xinghe Villa last night, she said that she didn't like pink, and liked gray and white tones.

"Cut, sullen."

Qiao Mo complained in a low voice, that man always does things silently, and he didn't expect to change this place in just one day's work.

It can be seen that the lying down that time must have been his handiwork.

The crying and laughing mood that he had just come back to clean up after her just now changed at this moment.

This man's concern for her really needs to be discovered inadvertently, and every time she finds it, she can be moved by a mess.

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Ye Shenmo hurried back, and saw Qiao Moyi lying on the big bed in the master bedroom, the gray quilt was pressed under her, and his impatient mood was surprisingly smoothed when he saw this scene.

"Little girl, she won't take care of herself."

He frowned and walked to the bed, and saw her sleeping on the quilt, with nothing covering her stomach, and her face was stinky.

What should I do if I have a cold?

Ye Shenmo sighed, resigned herself to the side, took out a blanket from the cabinet, and gently covered her body.

Qiao Mo, who was asleep, suddenly woke up when she felt a quilt covering her.

"You're back?"

Qiao Mo yawned and sat up from the bed.

"Night sour, how much do you want to come back and clean up me, my clothes haven't been tidied up."

Qiao Mo pouted and sat in the center of the big bed, looking at him with an aggrieved expression.

Night Ink: ......

casually took off the coat he was wearing, and Ye Shenmo flicked his hair.

"Give you another chance, you'd better explain what you said on the phone."

Ye Shenmo also sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at her with a serious face.

However, although he said that he was giving her a chance to explain, he seemed to be afraid that Qiao Mo would say something that he would not like to hear, so he immediately opened his mouth to add.

"You'd better think it through."

It seems that he can't think about it clearly, the thing that Ye Shenmo is most afraid of is that Qiao Mo will return to the way he used to be when his head is sober one day, he is so angry that his teeth are itching, and he doesn't give him a good face at all.

Ye Shenmo regretted a little that he had gone to the bottom of it.

Looking at his unpredictable expression, Qiao Moyi grinned.

While he was still distracted, Qiao Mo leaned over and gave him a kiss on the lips.

"I like many, many things, and I like many, many things, but these likes are different."

After Qiao Mo kissed him, he spoke very seriously.

"I like them as friends and relatives, but I like you, the kind of love that wants to kiss you and want to have children with you."

Ye Shenmo's pupils gradually dilated, the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked, and even his heart was pounding.