The husband was once beautiful, strong and miserable [through the book]

Zhou Mo went home directly with Yan Qing in his arms.

During the period, even though he wanted to cut the person lying on the ground to pieces, but considering that Yan Qing didn't want to see her at all, Zhou Mo could only cover Yan Qing's eyes and kicked the person several times, still not relieved.

Yan Qing's stiff body slowly softened in Zhou Mo's arms, Zhou Mo's warm palms covered his eyes, and there was darkness in his eyes, but only smelling the scent of grass on Zhou Mo's body, Yan Qing felt a miracle Generally settled down.

According to Yan Qing's request, Zhou Mo prepared warm water for him, and when he was still in a daze, he simply washed his body for him.

Zhou Mo lightly touched the bruise on Yanqing's shoulder, and moved his fingers down. After touching the obviously man-made pinch on the waist, Zhou Mo's eyes sank.

When she was wiped off the medicine and put on the bed, Yan Qing didn't even have a slight sobbing sound.

He's just too scared.

Xie Yibai actually didn't have time to do anything to him, most of the clothes on his body were scratched, although in the end he was caught up by Xie Yibai and fell to the ground

The disgusting wet feeling was swimming around his neck, and Yan Qing couldn't get rid of it. He admitted that the first thing he thought of at that moment was death.

But when the fishy smell filled his mouth, he thought of Zhou Mo, and suddenly he couldn't bear it.

Yan Qing stared at the roof in a daze, holding the red rope tightly in her hands. After crying and venting, Yan Qing's heart gradually calmed down, and suddenly remembered the heartache and self-blame on Zhou Mo's face at that time...

Yan Qing was in a daze, when suddenly, a kiss fell from the corner of his eyes, and it fell apart as soon as he touched it, like a dream or a dream.

Yan Qing's eyes moved slightly, and she turned her head to look at Zhou Mo.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, so Yan Qing could only open his mouth, and raised his hand to lightly touch Zhou Mo's tightly furrowed eyebrows.

"...Qing'er." Zhou Mo stroked Yan Qing's raised hand, and pressed it to his face, "Qing'er."

Zhou Mo called out again, Yan Qing twitched her eyelashes slightly, and slowly smiled.

Yan Qing wanted to sit up, but just halfway up, she suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

Yan Qing blinked, looked at the person who was hugging her, raised her hand and gently patted the back of the tall but somewhat slumped person in front of her.

Zhou Mo looked down at the red rope that he had been clutching in his hand all this time, just as he stretched out his hand, Yan Qing naturally opened his palm.

The two of them stared at it together, and finally Yan Qing moved first, he pulled Zhou Mo's hand to his body, and took the red rope up again by himself.

Then he stretched out his right hand and held it tightly with Zhou Mo.

"Ah Mo," Yan Qing was finally able to speak, he lowered his eyes and smiled softly, "I'm fine now."

Zhou Mo leaned his head on Yan Qing's body, and responded in a low voice.

Yan Qing was a little out of breath from being strangled, he patted the hand around his waist lightly, Yan Qing didn't know whether he should be happy that Zhou Mo was sticking to him so suddenly, or sad that Zhou Mo's brows would not fade.

Yan Qing raised her eyes to look at Zhou Mo, her voice was as soft as a mosquito humming, "Ah Mo, please kiss me."

Zhou Mo paused, turned around Yan Qing's body, looked down at Yan Qing's trembling eyelashes, and gently reached out to touch them.

In the next second, the back of Yan Qing's head was blocked by someone, Zhou Mo gently traced the shape of Yan Qing's lips, Yan Qing closed his eyes, feeling Zhou Mo's tenderness.

Yanqing drank wine in the evening, and when he fell asleep on the desk, he dreamed that he was wrapped in the quilt, only his eyes were exposed, staring at Zhoumo and forcing people to ask him if he would marry him.

In the dream, Zhou Mo pulled his quilt away in the next second, pinched the tip of his nose, and said with a smile, "Want to marry me? You are really ambitious."

Before the latter dream was finished, Yan Qing was woken up by someone. The man's eyes dodged, as if there was something urgent, he only hurriedly left Zhou Mo looking for him and ran away.

Maybe it was because I met someone in a dream, and Yan Qing also forgot about other things for a while, for example, he would tell himself wherever he went, and he would be the first to come to him when he came back.

No one ever came between them, not even a messenger.

Yan Qing had a wound in his mouth, Zhou Mo didn't dare to move, he only traced his teeth lightly and was about to withdraw them, but who knew that Yan Qing took the initiative instead and followed Zhou Mo coercively.

The faint fishy smell that has not yet dissipated passed between the two mouths.

After a long time, Yan Qing, who couldn't breathe, was defeated.

Zhou Mo gently placed the man on the couch, touched Yan Qing's lips with his fingertips and said, "Your fishy smell is very unpleasant."

Yan Qing blushed, "Then you can kiss the side, I don't just have to open my mouth."

Zhou Mo looked down at him, Yan Qing blushed a little with his deep eyes, he turned his back to Zhou Mo, "Turn off the lights."

Soon the room was pitch black.

Zhou Mo came up from behind, holding him tightly in his arms.

Yan Qing said with some amusement, "Why are you hugging me so tightly this time?"

"Song Yue's words are really good. A stinky man will only be cherished if he is almost lost."

Zhou Mo didn't say a word, and buried his head in Yan Qing's neck.

Yan Qing blushed, and said with restraint, "Ah Mo, when will you come to marry me? I kissed and hugged me. Don't you want to admit it?"

This was probably the night when Yan Qing talked the most, but Zhou Mo knew clearly that it was because what happened before frightened him. Yan Qing didn't dare to stop. In the human scene, he only hoped that he could talk to Zhou Mo non-stop, and slowly dilute that fear.

Zhou Mo was very distressed.

But Yan Qing said again, "I asked in my dream when you would like to marry me, but you said I was very ambitious."

"I thought about it, but you can marry me and you can marry me. Since you don't want to marry me, then come and marry me."

"Anyway, we can't hold a wedding with great fanfare like Young Master Li, Xu Lishi and the others. It doesn't matter whether you marry me or you marry me. After all, we have lived together for a long time, and others can't tell the difference. "

"If you are willing recently, it just so happens that the red cloth I bought in the city last time has some leftover materials. I will make two sets of wedding clothes with my own hands, and we will get married as soon as possible."

"If you want to wait any longer—"

"Qing'er," Zhou Mo looked at Yan Qing's earnest preparation, his heart softened, he stretched out his hand to gently caress his cheek, and finally couldn't help but whisper, "You are different from me, do you really want to be so hasty? "

Hearing this, Yan Qing lowered the corners of his mouth slightly, closed his eyes, and let out a deep breath as if he had made a decision.

When he opened it again, Yan Qing's eyes were firm, "Of course it's different. Although I've been trying my best to convince myself that you are Zhou Mo, I've also quietly inquired about it."

"In the past, that person was weak, and he was often bullied. How could he be as tough as you, and he would take revenge for every grievance, and..."

Yan Qing put the hand on her face, and smiled softly, "And your strength, if you say it is the power of ghosts and monsters, I also believe it."

"Qing'er," Zhou Mo called him helplessly, "You must have read too many scripts, I am indeed Zhou Mo."

Those stories about seizing the house and being reborn to cultivate immortality, I am afraid that Yan Qing really read it, although his situation is indeed quite magical.

"I believe everything you say, and it's only been a few dozen years, Ah Mo, just stay with me."

Zhou Mo: "..."

The tone obviously looked like he was treating him as a monster. Zhou Mo wanted to laugh, but his heart softened slightly because of Yan Qing's words, "Why didn't I realize before that your mouth is so eloquent."

Yan Qing lowered his eyelids, with a bit of Hao Ran, "I have been pressed so many times by you, no matter how stupid a donkey is, it should have found some ways."

Zhou Mo sighed softly, and he didn't know why Yan Qing, who had no emotional lines in the book, had a heart of admiration for him, but now that he also realized that he was moved...

"Choose an auspicious day after the next year." Zhou Mo moved his hand down Yan Qing's cheek, "I will marry you."

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