Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

Da da da

The light and heavy knock on the door seemed to hit Qiao Muxi's heart. She put down her phone and looked in the direction of the door. At the same time, the door was opened. Qiao Zimo stepped in and closed the door behind her back.

She looked up blankly as Qiao Zimo slowly approached, his side face hidden by the dim light sending out a signal of danger.

"Why...are you here?" Little Rabbit shrank his shoulders weakly, "There is no place for you anymore."

Qiao Zimo smiled and threatened to devour her: "Come here and sleep, that's enough. Just squeeze her."

As he spoke, he climbed onto the soft bed neatly. The soft little rabbit in front of him was immediately frightened and clenched the quilt tightly, as if his long ears were nervously raised high, but he still slowly lifted them out. Wherever you go, you can't be too well-behaved.

Letting someone bully this little guy will only make the unspeakable desire and darkness surge in Qiao Zimo's heart.

The light in front of him was gradually blocked, and with a slight smile, Qiao Zimo enveloped Qiao Muxi, looking down from above and oppressing him, as if he would pounce on him in the next second, open his mouth and bite his slender neck.

In fact, it was just the opposite. His eyes were fierce but his movements were as gentle as ever. He didn't dare to use force and slowly leaned over. Time seemed to slow down, so that he could clearly see the surging love and nostalgia in his eyes.

Qiao Muxi's lips were pressed against each other, and she rubbed them softly and harmlessly at first, allowing her to lower the danger level in her heart, relax her nerves and body, and then slowly deepen it.

The atmosphere in the room was very good, the lighting was very ambiguous, and there were echoes of tsk-tsk sounds that made people blush and their hearts beat, and soft and milky hums like kitten-like sounds.

His hands subconsciously rested on the shoulders of the person who was leaning over to imprison her, limply, as if he was holding her but not holding her.Her upper body was pulled slightly away from the bed, and a big hand clasped the back of her neck, forcing her to raise her neck and raise her head.

His hands, which were rougher than fair skin, rubbed unconsciously on his neck, making his body feel numb.

No one noticed the footsteps that were getting closer and closer. Maybe neither of them noticed it, and maybe only Qiao Muxi didn't notice it.

Because at this moment, the corners of Qiao Zimo's mouth were slightly raised inexplicably.

"Xi Xi, haven't you slept yet? I'm coming in." Mother Qiao's voice outside the door accompanied the sound of the door opening.

squeak-

Their eyes met, and the air seemed to freeze. At the door, Mother Qiao opened her mouth wide and was stunned, as if she couldn't believe it, and her body froze.

The bed was positioned with his back to the door, and Qiao Zimo was lying on the bed with his back to the door.The poor little rabbit saw Mother Qiao first and pushed Qiao Zimo away with all her strength. Her face turned red and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet. She looked at Mother Qiao from afar and blinked helplessly. Blinking, as if he didn't understand the current situation and what happened.

Qiao Zimo, the only one with a clear head among the three, patted Qiao Muxi's head comfortingly, then walked out the door to bear the anger and doubts of Qiao's father and Qiao's mother alone.

Before Mother Qiao came in, he heard footsteps long ago. He didn't stop. He kissed the baby even more crazily, as if he would be separated from the world in the next second, and Mother Qiao discovered that in his plan .

The baby is no longer young, and it is time to tie her tightly, otherwise he will always feel uneasy as if a piece is missing from his heart.The next most important obstacle in the relationship between the two is Qiao's father and mother who watched them grow up.

"mom, Mom, Mom..."

"Don't talk yet, Qiao Zimo, come out with me." Mother Qiao said to Qiao Muxi with a cold face as usual, and her tone instantly became serious and cold when she named him.

"it is good"

After Qiao Zimo followed Mother Qiao out, Qiao Muxi, who was blushing, hurriedly prepared to get out of bed. Her brother's eyes appeared when her feet touched her shoes.

Her incomprehensible expression seemed to imprint her image in her soul.

I put on my slippers, trotted to the junction with the living room, and leaned against the wall to listen to what my mother was talking about.

"No, this is too reckless. After all, she is a sister. Although there is no blood relationship, you are relatives in name." Qiao's mother said seriously while sitting on the sofa, trying to change Qiao Zimo's decision: "While she is not related by blood, you are relatives in name." Your father doesn’t know yet, so it’s best to break off this relationship, for everyone’s best..."

"Impossible," Qiao Zimo refused coldly.

Mother Qiao sighed silently, as if she had aged a lot instantly.