Muqingyin does what he says. That night, ghost who goes out to do business finds the mansion. After meeting with the two, muqingyin asks ghost to mobilize a private plane and send Qiao Yimo back to Tongshi.


    Time is like running water.


    In the twinkling of an eye, it''s August 9, that is to say, tomorrow is the wedding ceremony of Joey Mo and Mo Xiaolan.


    Qiao an rushed back to Tongshi three days ago, and spent three days to decorate his home, creating a festive scene with red characters everywhere.


    In the evening, Qiao an cooks himself and makes a table of dishes that Qiao Yimo likes to eat. At dinner, Qiao an kept twirling vegetables for Joey, but he didn''t talk much.


    Joe foam several times to see Joe shore slightly red corner of the eye, but also as nothing to see.


    After dinner, Joey foam took his pajamas to the bathroom and had a bath. As soon as he got back to the bedroom, he heard a rustle coming from the window.


    Joe foam heart immediately a tight, clear double pupil stares round, straight stares at the window.


    Pop——


    The window was pulled away from the outside, and a big figure jumped in from the window.


    Joey Mo, "..."


    "Silly?"


    Mo Xiaolan is proud to pick eyebrows, swaggers over and flicks her fingers on the tip of Joey''s nose.


    Joey''s beautiful eyes flashed slightly. She thought


    "Where''s my dad? Did you sleep? "


    Mo Xiaolan didn''t notice the difference of Qiao Yimo. He reached out and locked the bedroom door, and lowered his voice.


    Joe foam slightly invisible exhale, puckered up the delicate eyebrows, a white soft finger poked on Mo Xiaolan''s chest, "Mo Xiaolan, who let you climb the window? Do you know this is the eighth floor? It''s dangerous! "


    Mo Xiaolan swept over Qiao Yimo''s waist, buried his handsome face in Qiao Yimo''s neck with the faint fragrance of shower gel, and his lips shaved Qiao Yimo''s soft skin from time to time. He hummed, "I want to see you. I want to see you tonight."


    "I can''t climb the window if I want to see you! The door of our house is not a decoration. How come all of them are not ordinary.


    The last few words, Joey foam stopped in time, did not say export, pink lips are slightly pursed up.


    "What is it?"


    Mo Xiaolan''s breath was a little rough. Her lips were close to Joey''s ears. She gasped and said in a dumb voice, "foam, how fragrant are you? Is it the fragrance of shower gel or your body fragrance? It must be your body fragrance... "


    The corner of his mouth twitched and he pushed his shoulder. "You came to see me by the window in the evening just to tell me these nonsense?"


    "Oh." Mo Xiaolan smiles, hugs Joe foam, "foam, my foam, you are finally going to marry me."


    Joey Mo couldn''t help but want to smile, reached out and hugged his broad back, "yes, I''m finally going to marry you. After that, Mr. Mo will say goodbye to the life of a single nobleman and step into the cage of marriage. Mr. Mo, it''s too late for you to regret now. "


    "The cage?" Mo Xiaolan pinched the softness on Joe''s waist and hummed, "you actually said that my marriage life is a cage! Joey, to tell you the truth, don''t you want to marry me so early? You want to play more, don''t you


    Joey Mo''s waist trembled slightly. He quickly grabbed his big hand and dodged away from him. After two steps, he turned to Mo Xiaolan and said with a smile, "Mr. Mo, don''t forget that your respected mother said that the bridegroom and bride can''t meet one day before marriage. Now you come to see me secretly. If you let my aunt know, I will be miserable! "


    Mo Xiaolan snorted and put her hands in her pocket. She leaned against the door and stared at Qiao Yimo. "It''s me who sneaked to see you. My mother wants to blame me. What''s the matter with you?"


    "You are my aunt''s precious son, and naturally she is reluctant to be harsh. But I''m different. " Said Joey, with her hands on her back and her head askew.


    Mo Xiaolan curled his mouth and stood up straight to walk toward Joey Mo, "as long as I have mo Xiaolan in one day, no one wants to bully you, my mother can''t, even for me."


    Joey foam''s heart trembled and looked at him.


    Mo Xiaolan stood in front of her. Her eyes were like the brightest star in the night. She fixed her eyes on Joey foam. Her voice was mellow and serious. "Foam, promise me that you won''t escape marriage tomorrow!"


    "..." when he heard it, he thought he had heard it wrong. It took two or three seconds to realize that he had not heard it wrong at all.


    The black line slid down from the forehead. Joey Mo looked at Mo Xiaolan''s serious face and sighed, "Mo Xiaolan, if I escape marriage tomorrow, I may be crazy. Really, my brain is not normal! Besides, unless you repent of your marriage, I will never escape it


    "How can I repent?"


    Mo Xiaolan knocked on Qiao Yimo''s head and roared angrily.


    Joey''s eyelids jumped and looked at the door of the eye room quickly. "My dad heard that!"


    Mo Xiaolan frowned, thin lips pursed tightly, but looked at Qiao Yi Mo''s eyes or angry appearance.


    Joy foam funny and angry, "Mo Xiaolan, you first said that I empathize, then said that I escaped marriage, I did not how, I just said you once, you are angry? If you want me to be the same as you, you''ll be angry with me! "


    Mo Xiaolan''s ears are red, and her lips are even tighter.


    Joe foam see he rarely show embarrassed appearance, just want to embarrass him a few words.


    He said in a low voice, "remember when we went to Yuelao temple on the third day of junior high school?"


    How could she forget?


    Not long after Qiao''s mother died, Qiao an just left Tongshi. Qiao Yimo was depressed all day. He washed his face with tears and coughed... In order to take her out, Mo Xiaolan tried to lead her out to play and make her happy.


    Touching the softest place in Qiao Yimo''s heart, Qiao Yimo looks at Mo Xiaolan''s eyes and becomes tender. She reaches out to hold Mo Xiaolan''s big hand and whispers, "of course I remember."


    Mo Xiaolan looked down at her and held her hand tightly. She continued, "the Yuelao temple has been passed down to be miraculous and effective."


    "... so?" Joey doesn''t quite understand.


    Mo Xiaolan''s ears were even more red. After a pause of two or three seconds, he said, "I asked for a autograph at that time. It''s about you and me."


    "Please?" Joey remembers that she asked Mo Xiaolan at that time, but Mo Xiaolan looked scornful and said that he didn''t believe in ghosts at all.


    She thought he didn''t ask at all.


    Mo Xiaolan stares at Qiao Yi Mo''s eyes, some depression and a rare blush, "EH."


    Joey''s eyes widened.


    Mo Xiaolan lowered her head, her forehead against Joe''s eyes, her eyes locked, and her voice was extremely depressed. "It said that you are not a good match with me, and that you will meet your lover one day and leave me."


    Joey Mo, "..." nonsense!


    That''s right. Joey thought it was bullshit at the moment!


    How could she leave Mo Xiaolan? Except for Mo Xiaolan, she never wanted to be with other men!


    "Mo Mo, I can''t lose you! You must be mine, you must be with me Mo Xiaolan suddenly hugs Qiao Yimo, his face is tight, his eyes staring at Qiao Yimo are fierce and resolute.


    With a shudder in his heart, Joey inhaled. He raised his other hand and stroked his back. "How could you lose me? We said, ah, to be together forever, never separate. So no matter what happens, I won''t leave you! "


    "Well!"


    Mo Xiaolan said again, "Mo Mo, you will be my mo Xiaolan''s wife after tomorrow. I don''t have to worry that you will leave me and stay with other men any more."


    Joe foam face against Mo Xiaolan chest, some distressed way, "Mo Xiaolan, you are very stupid, you know? You are the only fool in the world who really believes those groundless prophecies. "


    If Mo Xiaolan doesn''t say it today, Joey may never understand why Mo Xiaolan is worried about her gains and losses and "strictly guard against sticking to her".


    But now she knew, she only felt sad and distressed!


    Mo Xiaolan is not a man of all men, and she doesn''t think he is a person who believes in ghosts and gods.


    The reason why I believe the so-called marriage sign is that he cares about her more than anyone else!


    Joe foam will face deeper into Mo Xiaolan''s chest, listening to his heart beating sound, her heart is very calm, very peaceful.


    With him, she doesn''t have to try to guess whether he likes her or not and whether he will leave her. Because his love for her is heavy and care, always so clear, warm.


    "Mo Mo, I love you. I will love you all my life. I only love you." Mo Xiaolan hugs Joe Mo tightly and says clearly and firmly in her ear.


    Joey Mo blinked his eyes, moved tears, raised his lips, "HMM."


    ……


    After Mo Xiaolan left, Qiao Yimo was lying on the bed, looking at the pure white wedding dress hanging in the room. Her clear eyes were shining in the yellow light.


    I don''t know how long I''ve been looking at it like this. Joey''s eyelids go down slowly, his lips go up slightly, and he goes to sleep.


    The sound came from the window, like the wind.


    The dark figure, like a sensitive beast, jumps to the window, and then falls to the ground from the window, only making a very weak sound.


    The figure slowly approached the big bed where Joey was lying. When he reached the bed, he stopped at the right time. His dark and deep eyes hooked Joey''s white face from the quilt.


    His arms hanging on both sides of his body seemed to be restrained and close to his body. His hands slowly curled up and clenched.


    He gazed at joy foam''s eyes, from the beginning of the deep, gradually to forbearance.


    The tall figure slowly bent down, one long arm passed behind Joey''s neck, the other arm encircled Joey''s waist from the front.


    Then he lifted Joey from the bed with her.


    Joey Mo is as light and fragile as a swallow in a man''s arms, as if she would be folded in his hands with more force on his arms.


    The man dropped his eyes and gazed at Joey Mo''s simple sleeping face. His face was no longer the usual light and cool, full of patience and restraint, as well as irrepressible reluctance and fierce plunder


    He also felt puzzled and puzzled for his terrible possessive desire for her, but no matter how confused he was, how oppressive he was, and how he shifted his eyes, he could not make this unprecedented idea of wanting to possess and get a person disappear!


    He wanted her, wanted him, and even felt a little crazy.