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Qiao Mu was being held by Xi Muqiao and her entire body was within the range of her breath. The faint smell of tobacco and the fresh mint fragrance mixed together to create a lustful smell that lingered in her nose.

Looking at her gradually enlarging facial features, her heart was beating fast and chaotic, and her mouth was extremely dry.

She suddenly recalled what Qiu Ning told her when they first emerged. She had slept soundly with him. However, based on the current situation, it didn't seem like she slept soundly with him!

No matter who slept, didn't they all sleep?

Qiao Mu stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips. She didn't realize just how much of an enticement this unconscious action of hers was to Xi Muqiao.

She wanted to open her mouth to say something, but when she saw the bottomless black pupils of Xi Muqiao, it was as if they were sucked into her, causing her to be unable to say a single word.

Time seemed to have stopped. Only the breathing of two people could be heard inside the car. As the warm lips approached her, Qiao Mu wanted to retreat, but her lower jaw was caught by Xi Muqiao and she was unable to move.

Xi Muqiao's lips barely brushed Qiao Mu's lips.

"Gulp …" A strange sound suddenly rang out at an inopportune moment.

Qiao Mu was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in. Her face was full of embarrassment.

Mubai Qiao's movements froze as a trace of helplessness flashed across her dark eyes. She looked at Qiao Mu in annoyance.

Qiao Mu only felt that the tense pressure in her throat had suddenly disappeared. She thought to herself, What a close call.

He was just about to kiss her!

However, for some reason, a feeling of loss suddenly flashed through her heart.

Xi Muqiao was keenly aware of the hint of disappointment that flashed across Qiao Mu's eyes. He smiled and said, "Are you disappointed that I didn't kiss you?"

"Where …" I am glad that you did not kiss me! " Qiao Mu's face turned red and his mouth turned stiff.

Xi Mu Qiao pulled Qiao Mu's small hand over. The ice-cold touch made him frown. "Why is it so cold again?"

"It doesn't matter. When winter comes, my hands and feet will be cold. I've been like this since I was young."

A warm and large hand held Qiao Mu's small hand. It felt so comfortable that Qiao Mu could only grin. She was unable to dodge in time and also turned around to scratch Xi Muqiao's palm.

Xi Muqiao did not dodge. His soft fingers touched the center of his palm like a feather, time and time again. His hand felt itchy, but at the same time, his heart felt itchy.

His gaze fell onto Qiao Mu's small green face, his eyebrows, eyes, and nose. He looked at them again and again, unable to look away from them.

After scratching his left hand, he switched it to Xi Muqiao's right hand. After scratching his left hand, he switched it to Xi Muqiao's right hand.

"Uncle, you're injured!" How did you do it? " Qiao Mu sucked in a breath of cold air and held up Xi Muqiao's hand. Looking at the bright red wound, it was not yet scarred. It should be a new wound.

Xi Muqiao did not say anything, but his eyes slightly shifted while his greedy gaze remained fixed on Qiao Mu's small face.

"I understand. You must be going to fight with your enemies, right?" Qiao Mu was suddenly enlightened. Her face was filled with love and her voice also carried a hint of reproach.

It hurt her to see such a long wound.

"Uncle, are you stupid?" It's fine as long as you lead from behind. Why do you have to fight on your own? You're the head of the underworld, you're the one who makes a move on everything, what do you need your underlings for? What if you die? "