Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict

  Chapter 2212 If I am willing to let you have the final say

   "Auntie, uncle, I'm home too."

  Aside, Zhang Minghui listened to Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha's conversation, eyes drooping, and then said goodbye to them with a smile.

  Since graduating from university, he has moved out of Wen's house and used the money he earned from Mo Ziyi in those years to buy a set of three bedrooms and two halls.

  Wen Jin nodded, "Xiaohui, drive slowly on the road."

  "Xiaohui, in the future between Ziyi and Qingqing, you should participate as little as possible if you participate as little as possible. Their current situation is a bit subtle, don't you know?"

Jin Xiaocha's words were interrupted by Wen Jin's private holding of her hand. He took her words and said, "Xiao Hui, Zi Yi has a bad temper. Your aunt is afraid that he will be implicated in you by Qingqing. "

  "Uncle and aunt I know, don't worry, I will not mix things with Ziyi and Qingqing."

After Zhang Minghui left, Wen Jin asked Jing Xiaocha, "When did Xiaohui and Qingqing come in the afternoon?"

   "About four o'clock."

  Jing Xiaocha pursed her lips, and said flatly, “I’ve never told you about something.”

  "Is it about Xiaohui?"

"Ok."

   "You don't need to say that I also know, forget it, let them go, he has been with Zi Yi for so many years, what should and should not be done, he knows in his heart."

  ——

  "Brother Ziyi, thank you..."

   Outside Tan's villa.

  Qin Qingqing didn't finish her words of thanks to Mo Ziyi, but saw him unfasten the seat belt and pull the car door down.

  A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly solved her seat belt and got out of the car.

   "Brother Zi Yi, you don't need to send me in."

   "Momo will work overtime tonight. I'll do massage for you later."

"Do not……"

   "It was just an accident last night, that kind of thing won't happen again."

Beside   , Mo Ziyi is tall and handsome, with a cool expression between his handsome eyebrows. He really doesn't want to be interested in her.

   Tan Qingqing's face changed slightly.

  Pinching his lips in his cool words, Mo Ziyi had already opened the door for her before he raised his hand to press the password.

  Her home is as familiar as his own.

   "Go in, stand here and cool."

  Mo Ziyi finished speaking, and took the lead to walk into the house.

  Qin Qingqing followed him, looking at his tall and tall back, she unconsciously felt a strange feeling in her heart.

  "Do you want to see Xinxin?"

When    walked to the door of the living room, Mo Ziyi in front of him suddenly looked back.

   Tan Qingqing almost ran into him.

   was startled, and then asked, "Sister Momo told you?"

"Ok."

  Mo Ziyi nodded and walked into the living room in front.

   Bend down and took out slippers from the shoe cabinet before taking out a pair of slippers and putting it on by herself.

After   , Qin Qingqing did not answer again, but silently changed her shoes.

  The two walked to the sofa one after the other. After Mo Ziyi sat down, Tan Qingqing poured another two glasses of water, and gave him a drink and took two sips by herself.

   "If you want to see her, I will take you tomorrow."

   "Her legs?"

   "She doesn't want to use a prosthesis, she has been sitting in a wheelchair." Mo Ziyi's voice rang with a cool three-pointer.

  Qin Qingqing passed a strange emotion in her heart, lowered her eyes, and sat down on the sofa next to him.

  The cup in his hand is not placed on the coffee table, but is held in both hands.

  This topic makes the atmosphere dull for no reason.

  Mo Ziyi looked at Tan Qingqing deeply. Four years later, they talked about the events of the year for the first time.

  He knew that she could not be at peace.

  His mood is also not peaceful.

   Picking up the water she poured and drank it in one sip, he got up and sat beside him, reached out and grabbed the cup in her hand and put it on the coffee table.

  Tin Qingqing opened her mouth, and was preempted by what he wanted to say, "You haven't got a complete cold yet, I'll give you massage for two more days."

  Speaking, he grabbed her hand and massaged her expertly.

  Under the soft crystal light, Tan Qingqing calmly looked at Mo Ziyi's drooping eyebrows.

As I breathed, the air was mixed with a clear and familiar masculine breath, poured into the lobes of her lungs, and then penetrated into every cell of her body, like being gently brushed by an invisible feather, unable to tell. What did it feel like, it made her heartbeat speed up uncontrollably.

   "Today used to say, you want to take her to see her parents?"

  Maybe the atmosphere is too quiet and dull. Qingqing feels that breathing will become difficult if she does not find a topic to talk about.

  But between them, it seems that there is no common topic anymore.

   So what she said turned into talking about him and the past.

  Mo Ziyi gave her a massage. He raised his eyes to meet her a little unnaturally, but tried to make himself look natural.

  The corner of his mouth twitched and nodded, “Well, the day you returned to China, because she didn’t see my parents because of something temporarily, you just went to the company today, so let her see you first.”

"I?"

  Qingqing looked at him blankly.

  "She knows that you have lived in my house for eighteen years, saying that you must know my parents and Momo best. I want to have a good relationship with you first, start with you, and then get to know my parents..."

  Mo Ziyi said lightly.

  The tone is calm and natural, giving people a sense of contradiction, and it feels that he and the past are good enough to talk about marriage.

  It also makes people feel that his relationship with the past is not very good, just because the male college is married and the female is married, and he finds someone to live with him.

  Qingqing doesn’t know why she feels this way.

  It may be that she has been accustomed to the affectionate and affectionate relationship of the elders around her since she was a child.

  Just like when Uncle Mo was at his house, Uncle Mo was gentle and pampered with Aunt Wen. When Uncle Mo talked about Aunt Wen, it was definitely not like Mo Ziyi's expression of the past.

   "It seems that you really loved you in the past, so you want to start with me as an outsider. You can take her back while Uncle Mo and Aunt Wen are at home."

  Qingqing has a light smile on her face, suggesting like a friend.

  Mo Ziyi's movements stopped again.

   looked at her eyes deep, "Do you want me to get married soon?"

  His sudden lowering voice made Qingqing breathe.

The smile on her face also froze for a second, and then she smiled again, brighter than before, "Brother Zi Yi, how do you say that? You have always been a person of opinion. When did you marry the past? It's not me who has the final say."

  Since he asked Shixi to see her as his family.

   "What if I want you to have the final say?"

  Mo Ziyi seems to be angry.

   His complexion suddenly sank.

  Looking at her, her eyes were deep and heavy, and Tan Qingqing was almost unable to sit still.

   Feeling that the strength of his hands is increasing, she secretly scolded herself why she had been mentally disabled just now, and wanted to know his progress and the past.

   asked him so stupidly.

  "Brother Ziyi, are you serious?"

Tan Qingqing swallowed, and leaned against the back of the sofa without any traces of her body, in order to distance herself from him.

  However, the distance between her and Mo Ziyi didn't seem to be widened. His body was leaning forward with her. At this moment, their breath was entangled together.

  The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

  (End of this chapter)