Yue Zheng never told anyone about the deep sense of uneasiness he felt.
When he came back this time, he was originally prepared to be embarrassed by Mu'er.
However, Mu'er forgave him easily, and it was too easy for her to reconcile with him.
Based on Yue Zheng's understanding of Qiao Muer, no matter in the past or now, no matter whether Muer's personality is soft and lovely or seemingly cold, she is a little woman with pride in her bones.
Mu'er was such a person, but it was so easy for her to get back together with him.
Ever since they reconciled, Yue Zheng's uneasiness in his heart has never dissipated.
It is precisely because of this that he has to hold his Mu'er to sleep every night. Only by holding her tightly can Yue Zheng feel that everything is real.
"Yue Zheng, you are too proud too early. Mu'er is not a girl that can be easily deceived. You deceived her once, and she will not be deceived by you a second time. She is my daughter, and I know her."
Qiao Mo's cold and low voice came from the other end of the phone.
Qiao Mohan, who had regained his composure, wanted to tear this brat to pieces when he heard Yue Zheng's declaration, which was so similar to his good friend's when he was young.
But the old ones are still the wisest. Qiao Mohan suppressed the rage in his heart and warned in a cold voice.
On the other end of the phone, Yue Zheng's cold blue eyes flashed for a moment.
Qiao Mohan's words accurately hit the uneasiness in his heart. Qiao Mohan is Mu'er's father, why is he so sure? Did Mu'er really say something to him
The more excited his emotions were, the colder his face became.
With a cold face, he lowered his voice and said, "Mu'er is also my woman, my girlfriend, my fiancée, and she will become my wife when she graduates. Uncle Qiao, no... it's Dad, I know her too. Please ask Dad and Mom to wait in City A. When Mu'er graduates from university, I will bring her back to City A to discuss our marriage."
After saying this, before Qiao Mohan could get angry, Yue Zheng hung up the phone and turned off his cell phone.
In order to prevent Qiao Mohan from giving up and contacting Qiao Muer, Yue Zheng was unusually childish and hid the turned-off cell phone under Qiao Muer's pillow.
By the time he adjusted his mood and regained a calm expression and walked into the restaurant, Qiao Muer had just finished her meal.
"Why did you take so long? Breakfast is almost cold." Qiao Muer raised her head to look at him, with white milk foam on the corners of her lips.
Yue Zheng leaned over the table, bent down, kissed her lips with his thin lips, and gently licked away the milk bubbles at the corners of her lips with the tip of his tongue.
"I already ate when I was making breakfast just now... Mu'er, let's go, I'll take you to school." Yue Zheng's kiss had a unique cool breath, and the kiss on Qiao Mu'er's soft lips had an abstinent sexiness.
Qiao Muer's eyes narrowed slightly. In fact, she wanted to tell Yue Zheng that he didn't need to send her off.
The company and H University are not in the same direction, and he has a meeting in the morning. If he sends her home, he might be late.
However, Qiao Muer just thought about it and didn't say it out loud.
She knew that Yue Zheng was still somewhat upset about being sent home by Senior Chu last night.
This man is a jealous person. If I don't let him send it, he will probably think too much.
"Okay, wait for me to pack my bag."
"I've already got your schoolbag ready for you. It's on the sofa in the living room. Your coat is also there."
Yue Zheng was very considerate. Qiao Muer didn't think much about it. She took a quick look at the books and notebooks in the bag and made sure they were all correct, so she put on her coat, carried the bag and put on her shoes.
Yue Zheng put on his shoes at the entrance, took the schoolbag from her hand very naturally, and leaned against the door waiting for her.
After Qiao Muer put on her shoes and walked to the door, Yue Zheng wrapped a gray scarf hanging around his neck around her neck.
Qiao Muer blinked: "I'm not cold..."
Yue Zheng said calmly: "It's windy outside."
"Then wear it. I have other scarves inside..." As she said this, she was about to go back and get it.
Before she could turn around, Yue Zheng put his big hand around her waist and pulled her back into his arms.
Qiao Muer threw her petite body into the man's strong and broad chest. Yue Zheng lowered his eyes to look at her, his blue eyes shining faintly: "No need to change... I like to see you wearing my scarf."
In this way, he will feel the real thing.
Tell him she is his.
Always have been.
Beyond 100 words: 10. Update completed, see you tomorrow night~ (to be continued)