The wrong love is deep, Luo Shao indulges in indulgence

Qiu Xiaoman was as astonished as if she had been acupunctured, and looked at Mu Yijing in disbelief, her eyes were still suspicious.

Did she misunderstand?

After so many years of suffering, so many years of avoiding, did she misunderstand Mu Yijing?

At this moment, Qiu Xiaoman's heart ached to the point of going crazy, her shocked eyes showed despair.

Mu Yijing reiterated again: "Xiaoman, I have never replied to you such a message, and what is the last sentence of this message? What message did you send me?"

Qiu Xiaoman quickly covered his mouth, tears came surging like a collapsed river dam, dripping on his cheeks and the back of his hands.

"Xiaoman?" Mu Yijing panicked as he watched her burst into tears.

Qiu Xiaoman squatted down weakly with both feet, covered his face and cried.

She was extremely annoyed and distressed at this moment, guilty and ashamed, and even more angry.

Which bastard took Mu Yijing's cell phone and texted her back?

It caused her to misunderstand Mu Yijing and avoid him for so many years.

Mu Yijing ignored the information on the phone, squatted down quickly, hugged Qiu Xiaoman into his arms, and gently stroked her back to comfort her: "Don't cry, there is a misunderstanding between us, right? Can you talk to me? "

Qiu Xiaoman tightly pinched Mu Yijing's clothes with both hands, and buried him in his broad and strong chest.

After venting, Qiu Xiaoman sniffed her nose, wiped away her tears, and came out of Mu Yijing's arms. She took back the mobile phone in Mu Yijing's hand, and said angrily: "Recall, on the day you sent a message seven years ago, what did you do?" With whom."

Mu Yijing was in the army at that time, he can't remember who he was with now, but he will find out.

This nature is too bad.

However, he was even more curious about what kind of message Qiu Xiaoman sent him, so that the reply message would say that he didn't want to have a relationship with her.

"Xiaoman, what message did you send me to receive such a reply?"

Qiu Xiaoman's heart fluttered, and she looked at him nervously, feeling palpitated and flustered for no reason, and at a loss for what to do.

Back then, it was because I was not brave enough that I didn't confess my love to him face to face, and I didn't dare to make a phone call to confess my love, so I chose to send a message.

If you want to confess again?

Confess to his face?

Qiu Xiaoman's heart was in a mess.

She didn't know if she would succeed, maybe Mu Yijing didn't have love for her?Get rejected again?

If there is love, will Mu Yijing marry her?

If it was before, Qiu Xiaoman would not hesitate to marry Mu Yijing.

But now, she feels that she is not good enough for Mu Yijing. Her native family is like a vampire in a bottomless pit. No matter how much money she has, she will be sucked dry, right?

With her parents' greedy faces, how could she let them harm Mu Yijing.

"Brother Jing, I'm sorry." Qiu Xiaoman took a step back, bowed deeply to Mu Yijing, and expressed his apology.

Mu Yijing was at a loss.

Qiu Xiaoman: "I've misunderstood you all these years, and I'm really sorry for being so indifferent to you."

Mu Yijing didn't want to hear her change the subject, so he stepped forward anxiously and held her shoulders, speaking anxiously: "Xiaoman, don't talk about these unimportant things, tell me what is the content in front of this message."

Qiu Xiaoman struggled and dared not speak.

Mu Yijing: "Are you confessing your love to me? So the content of the message reply denies this matter."

Qiu Xiaoman smiled bitterly, feeling sore in his heart.

She was ignorant when she was young, what qualifications does a person like her have to like such a good Mu Yijing, he deserves a better woman.

"Brother Jing, it's all over, it doesn't matter."

"important."

Qiu Xiaoman was categorical: "No, it's not a confession, it's just a conversation about this topic."

Mu Yijing put down his hands in disappointment, and said with a heavy heart, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. When I find out who the person pretending to be me is, I'll know what you said to me at that time."

Qiu Xiaoman was a little flustered.

Mu Yijing is the best man in the world.

She, Qiu Xiaoman, is not good enough for him.

"Brother Jing, go and book an extra room." Qiu Xiaoman pretended to be calm, but actually felt guilty.

"Okay." Mu Yi left the room.

Qiu Xiaoman walked feebly to the side of the bed, sat down slowly, lost in thought, with mixed emotions.

After a while, Mu Yijing came back.

He holds food in his hand.

Qiu Xiaoman looked at him slowly, with a gloomy expression.

Mu Yijing said calmly: "The rooms are all full, and there is no room for the time being. I have ordered a meal, let's eat first."

Qiu Xiaoman's eyes widened nervously: "No room."

"No." Mu Yijing put the food on the dining table and pulled up a chair: "Come here and have something to eat."

Qiu Xiaoman walked over, sat down beside him, and quietly ate delicious food.

She glanced at Mu Yijing from time to time to see that he was upright and serious, and he didn't look like a man who could lie.

In this regard, she was convinced that she did not investigate it herself.

After dinner, Mu Yijing accompanied Qiu Xiaoman to the garden to see the purple lavender all over the ground.

After letting go of her heart, Qiu Xiaoman's mood became better.

Although she couldn't marry Mu Yijing, she could still be the best friend and childhood sweetheart with Mu Yijing as before.

Silent night.

One room, two people.

Qiu Xiaoman sat on the edge of the bed, and Mu Yijing sat on the chair. The two fell into an awkward atmosphere of silence. When it was time to rest, they began to worry about sleeping.

Mu Yijing sat upright, with a calm expression, and said lightly: "Ask the waiter to bring an extra quilt and mat. I'll sleep on the floor."

Qiu Xiaoman turned to look at the big bed at the back, which was 1.8 meters wide.

Qiu Xiaoman felt a little shy: "It's easy to catch cold when you sleep on the floor, you should also sleep on the bed."

Mu Yijing smiled, "I don't sleep honestly at night."

Qiu Xiaoman frowned, and asked curiously: "Why not honest?"

Mu Yijing: "Pull the quilt, love to turn over and move around."

Qiu Xiaoman said naively: "It doesn't matter, the bed is big enough, just put a few pillows in the middle."

I was delighted in Mu Yijing's heart.

"Okay, then I'll take a shower first." Mu Yijing stood up and walked directly into the bathroom.

Qiu Xiaoman immediately called the manor's waiter and brought another set of quilts and pillows.

15 minutes later.

The bathroom door opens.

Qiu Xiaoman just placed the pillow in the middle of the big bed, and when he looked up, he saw Mu Yijing coming out of the bathroom.

At this moment, she was dumbfounded.

It was like being hit by acupuncture points, staring intently at the man coming out of the shower.

He is only wearing a white bathrobe, with healthy skin, a strong and muscular figure, and his muscles are very powerful. The texture lines clearly outline his pectoral muscles and abdominal muscles and sexy mermaid lines. His strong waist is simply amazing. People want to squirt blood, coupled with his masculine and handsome face, half-wet and half-dry short hair, it is like a picture of a wild and beautiful man coming out of the bath that makes people's blood boil.

Qiu Xiaoman's inexplicably hot face and body, shyness flooded his heart instantly, swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and even his breathing was messed up.

Mu Yijing caught a glimpse of Qiu Xiaoman's dazed expression, which was very cute, especially her face, which looked like a boiled shrimp, was flushed red.

Her shy expression was too obvious, and her eyes were too hot, Mu Yijing vaguely guessed that she was attracted by her figure.

Mu Yijing walked towards his closet pretending to be calm, "I didn't bring a change of clothes, I wonder if there are any pajamas here."

After Mu Yijing finished speaking, he opened the cabinet. Apart from bath towels and towels, there were only clothes hangers left.

Qiu Xiaoman moistened her throat, and said a little nervously: "You can put back on the clothes you took off, and you can change them when you go home tomorrow."

Mu Yijing closed the door: "The changed clothes are all soaked."

Qiu Xiaoman was very regretful at this time, remembering to ask Mu Yijing to get his ID card, but he didn't know to ask him to get a change of clothes.

Mu Yijing graciously walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, "I'll have my clothes washed and dried later, so I'll sleep like this tonight."

Qiu Xiaoman's heartbeat became more and more violent, her face was flushed, she was extremely ashamed, and asked nervously, "You only sleep around this towel?"

Mu Yijing casually reached out and stroked his short hair, "Yeah."

Qiu Xiaoman panicked: "What if the bath towel is loose?"

Mu Yijing: "Isn't it still covered with a quilt?"

Qiu Xiaoman: "You love to kick the quilt, what if you kick the quilt away?"

Mu Yijing looked at her and said calmly, "If you see it, cover me with a quilt."

At this moment, Qiu Xiaoman's unprecedented shyness hit her, her face flushed to a new height, even her ears were flushed, and she was so ashamed that she didn't dare to look at Mu Yijing.

"I won't look at you." Qiu Xiaoman muttered, and rushed into the bathroom with the clean clothes he had prepared.

Mu Yijing looked at Qiu Xiaoman who was running away, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a doting light between his brows and eyes.

Qiu Xiaoman went into the bathroom to wash up.

Mu Yijing took his mobile phone, called the original army, and found his comrades who were still in the army and hadn't retired. He asked the other party to help him find out where he was, what he was doing, and what happened that day seven years ago.

He needs to use some things to recall the situation back then, or else he wouldn't remember things after such a long time.

Because in the army, everything has registration attendance and task registration.

The computer only needs to input the date, and the registration information of that year can be retrieved.

Five minutes later, the comrade-in-arms gave Mu Yijing the feedback: "You were on vacation for three days."

Mu Yijing was dumbfounded.

take a vacation?

If it was a vacation, he would definitely go back to Mu's house. For so many years, he always went home as soon as possible during all his vacations, without exception.

Could it be his family?

Speaking of which, only his family members know the password of his mobile phone.

Mu Yijing put down his phone, went to the bed, closed his eyes and thought about what happened when he was on vacation, was it really his family?

Speaking of which, his parents didn't really want to be in-laws with the Qiu family.

Mu Yijing thought about it for a while, and felt that it was impossible for his family to do such a despicable and shameless thing.

The more Mu Yijing thought about it, the more he lost his mind.

After an unknown amount of time, the bathroom door rang, and light footsteps came towards Mu Yijing.

Mu Yijing knew that Qiu Xiaoman was coming, but he didn't open his eyes when he suddenly felt a quilt gently cover him.

With light, gentle, and delicate movements, he covered him with the quilt.

Then the bedside light was turned off.

The room was plunged into darkness.

Only the bright moonlight outside the window cast into the room, adding some hazy luminosity to the dark room, so misty.

Qiu Xiaoman went around the bed, lay down on the bed carefully, covered the quilt, and turned to Mu Yijing.

"Brother Jing, good night." Qiu Xiaoman's gentle voice was subtle and light, like a breeze, so refreshing and sultry.

Mu Yijing faintly heard her good night, and his mood was surging, without any sleepiness at all.

In the quiet room, one can vaguely feel that the breathing of both of them is a little short, and the whole room feels dry.

Qiu Xiaoman slowly covered his atrium, feeling like a deer bumping around, without any sleepiness at all.

But Mu Yijing, how could he sleep so peacefully and so fast?

She was getting nervous.

I don't know why my heart beats so fast.

She just didn't know that, two pillows away, the man next door was distracted at this moment, his heart was restless, and he was about to burn himself with lust and die suddenly.

If it weren't for the years of training, and the fact that I have never tried sex between a man and a woman, the control is not bad, so I can hold it.

Otherwise, he would definitely attack her.

The two slowly fell asleep in this uncomfortable and abstinent situation.

The next morning.

At the dawn of dawn, the sun is slightly drunk, and the earth wakes up.

Bright light pours in from the windows, illuminating the entire room.

Qiu Xiaoman moved his body, his thigh moved.

"En." An uncomfortable voice came, mixed with a trace of pain.

Qiu Xiaoman faintly heard it, his heart trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Slowly regaining consciousness, she blinked in astonishment.

She was completely stupid.

At this moment, she was lying sideways in Mu Yijing's arms, with her face pressed against his broad shoulders, one arm around his chest, and one foot resting on his waist.

Qiu Xiaoman raised his head cautiously.

She looked up at the man in her arms full of arms.

He was still sleeping with his eyes closed, but his eyebrows were tight, and he felt like he was going crazy.

Only then did Qiu Xiaoman realize that Mu Yijing was still in the sleeping position of lying flat last night, but he kicked off the quilt, and the pillow in the middle went to nowhere, and used him as a hug pillow, with half of his body pressed against him .

So, what just hurt her thigh?

Qiu Xiaoman lowered his head slowly, looking at his thigh.

Doesn't this just happen to be Mu Yijing's lower abdomen?

Was it his just now?

Qiu Xiaoman was so frightened that her whole body tensed up, she was sweating all over, her heartbeat felt like she was about to die suddenly

She held her breath, carefully retracted her feet, and slowly retracted her hands, slowly moving out of his embrace.

She moved slowly like a sloth, not even daring to breathe hard, for fear of worrying about Mu Yijing.

It's really embarrassing.

If Mu Yijing knew that she took advantage of him after he fell asleep, would he think she was lustful and did it on purpose?

So humiliating.

Qiu Xiaoman had just left his body and hadn't gotten out of the bed yet. The man's magnetic and hoarse voice was light and charming, extremely deep: "It's still early, let's sleep again."

Qiu Xiaoman felt that he was going crazy, shyly and embarrassingly got out of his bed quickly, picked up the quilt that he had kicked off the bed, his entire head was covered tightly, and he was immediately ashamed.

She wanted to cry, but shyly let out a cry from under the quilt: "Are you awake?"

Mu Yijing curled his lips dotingly, and said softly, "So you sleep so dishonestly, it's so tormenting. I haven't slept much all night."

Qiu Xiaoman closed her eyes tightly, bit her lower lip, feeling ashamed to death.