Chapter 1000

Qin Baiyu didn't answer. Under the hazy shadow of the moon, his bright eyes fell on Qiao Mu's face.

In a moment, Qiao Mu sat opposite him and looked at him closely to find that he still had a mobile phone in his palm.

He frowned. "What's the matter? Is there anything else to deal with so late? "

The man put the mobile phone on the armrest of the sofa, rubbed the forehead, did not answer the rhetorical question, "what do you come out to do?"

"Looking for wine, can't sleep, drink together?"

Qin Baiyu turned her eyes and looked at the wine cabinet in the corner of the living room. He got up slowly, went forward and opened the door of the cabinet, "how long do you plan to stay abroad?"

When he took a bottle of wine and two glasses back, he looked at Qiao Mu and asked.

There is no light on in the living room. When a man sits down, he turns on the vertical table lamp beside him, and a faint yellow light and color permeates the world.

Qiao Mu took the wine bottle and poured two glasses respectively. He shook the golden liquid in the wine glass and said, "at least ten days. Anyway, it's Chinese New Year. Stay with her for a few more days."

In this regard, men are noncommittal.

After a period of silence, Qiao Mu sipped the foreign wine and felt the strong aroma of wine spreading in his throat. He turned to look out of the window and said, "Leng Yiyan doesn't really want to marry Wen Zhiyuan, does he?"

At that time, the man just put the glass to his lips, because of his words suddenly stopped.

He looked at Qiao mu, his tone was inexplicable, "how can I see it?"

Qiao Mu sighed and put the wine cup on the table. He leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. "Last night, Leng Yiyan looked for you.

I don't know what you talked about, but I think he must have asked for your help. "

The man didn't answer.

A few seconds later, Qiao Mu picked up his glass again, leaned on the sofa, folded his legs, and said, "if you don't say it, I'll take it as your default. But this boy is not stupid. He knows who to ask for help.

The third brother-in-law is already busy about the third sister's pregnancy. It's estimated that they have no energy to help Wen Zhiyuan.

That woman, to be honest, I don't like it at first sight. But one thing is for sure, she really loves Leng Yiyan

As a bystander, Qiao mu can see most clearly.

Every time Wen Zhiyuan looks at Leng Yiyan, her eyes are full of women's obsession and admiration for men.

You can't cheat people on this.

She showed her love to him without reservation.

On the contrary, Leng Yiyan's maintenance and love seem too deliberate.

After half a glass of wine, Qiao Mu couldn't keep his conversation.

He lazily leaned against the sofa, eyes misty, "old four, you say I and little girl can have results?"

Maybe it's wine.

There are some things that Qiao Mu has never said to anyone.

He wholeheartedly wants to lock Ling Zihuan around, but after calming down, he has to face all the practical problems between them.

First, can elder brother Ling Wanxing accept him?

Second, Ling Zihuan is young and has no love experience. Do you like him or are you used to him?

Third, can Qiao's family allow him freedom of marriage?

In such a family, interest marriage is always an inevitable topic.

Qiao Mu thinks that he has tried hard to block all the possibilities of marriage, but... Accidents are inevitable.

At this time, Qin Baiyu did not squint at Qiao mu, and his eyes flashed a smile that was not easy to see. "Will the second master of Qiao family worry that he can't protect his own woman?"

Qiao Mu choked on him. He frowned and glared at him. He looked up and drank all the foreign wine. "It's either that he can't protect her, or... Fuck, how can I say..."