Chapter 317

Yi Xiaoqiao returned home for the first time in months.

Back to her Hehuan house for the first time.

In Hehuan residence, the scenery is as usual, and the furnishings in the room are still clean and spotless. It is like a guard waiting for the master to return at any time.

Yi Xiaoqiao was thrown into bed, rolled and hurriedly shrank into the corner. She was a little afraid of Mu Yian now.

On the way back, he didn't say a word. The chill on his body was colder and terrible than the winter wind and snow. Seeing that he began to take off his clothes, Yi Xiaoqiao was anxious to explain, but her throat couldn't make a sound. She was anxious and wanted to cry.

Mu Yi'an took off his coat and lay on the bed. Seeing her huddled in the corner, looking worried and afraid, he stretched out his hand, grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.

Yi Xiaoqiao doesn't want to have any skin relationship with him at this time. Mu Yian is a person with uncertain weather. His mind is always difficult to guess. The more he gets angry, the more he tortures you. As for the incident that happened before, Yi Xiaoqiao thinks Mu Yian can torture her for 300 times.

However, to her surprise, Mu Yi'an just held her in his arms without further action.

Yi Xiaoqiao stiffened for a moment and made sure he didn't mean to touch himself. Then he turned to see him.

His face was still covered with wind and frost. After a few days of eating and sleeping, his face was almost morbid pale, and his eyebrows were full of fatigue. His eyebrows were tightly frowned, as if they had become a word of Sichuan.

From the time the emperor sent the information to the time he came back, but after four or five days, we can see how anxious he was all the way. He didn't know how much pain he had suffered and how many sins he had suffered. Didn't he have time to rest?

Yi Xiaoqiao gently touched his face. His skin was cold, like a piece of ice. He suddenly felt unspeakable acid in his heart. The acid poured into her eyes and made her want to cry.

She doesn't know how mu Yi'an will feel when he sees the information passed by the emperor, but she can feel that Mu Yi'an is worried about her mood. She knows that he is worried about her accident and wants to protect her, so he will come back so desperately. Now it's unreasonable to think about his fear just now. It's really a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart.

Feeling the cold of his body, Yi Xiaoqiao shrank into his arms and helped him warm intentionally or unintentionally.

The corner of her eye aimed at the quilt around her feet. She hooked it with her feet, pulled it to her hand, covered him again, and wrapped him tightly in the quilt.

Muyian leaned against her shoulder, breathing gradually calmed down - he was asleep.

Yi Xiaoqiao stared at the gauze tent on his head. What he remembered in his head was the difficulty of living these days. Because he couldn't speak, those people in the palace were extremely arrogant, beating, scolding and scolding. Yi Xiaoqiao only felt like a dream in retrospect.

If Mu Yian hadn't come back, she didn't know how long she would experience such a nightmare.

So he's actually doing it for her?

Although she was narcissistic, Mu Yi'an still felt her feelings. She was very moved and also very sad. She thought she was careful enough. She thought that if she hid away from Qian Yu, she would not become a tool used by him. At this moment, she realized that there was no place for her to hide in the world.

She had been on her way anxiously for many days without rest. She didn't feel really safe until Mu Yi'an hugged Yi Xiaoqiao. She slept until it was dark and her head was confused. When he woke up, it was the morning of the next day.

Open your eyes, the first thing you see is Yi Xiaoqiao's eyes. Shuibo is looking at him.

He bowed his head and kissed her gently on the lips.

Yi Xiaoqiao's lips softened slightly, and finally pulled back her thoughts from the clouds. She opened her mouth and wanted to say "Mu Yian, you're awake", but she couldn't make a sound, only a silent opening and closing.

He frowned, kissed her on the lips, held her in his arms and kissed her recklessly.

Yi Xiaoqiao closed his eyes and felt his enthusiasm. It was like a prairie fire thrown into her heart and burned in an instant. Yi Xiaoqiao hugged him and kissed him eagerly. He wished he could give everything to him.

When the kiss was over, she couldn't breathe and felt as if she was going to suffocate at any time.

She stared at him with confused eyes. The tenderness in her eyes was like endless ripples on the sparkling lake.

He reluctantly kissed her eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I miss you."

Yi Xiaoqiao was stunned. She didn't think it would be the first sentence Mu Yian woke up. She thought he should at least ask himself and Lin Yi, or know what happened, but he didn't say or ask anything. He just said he wanted to miss her in a low and provocative voice.

Miss her?

Yi Xiaoqiao's eyes blurred.

She opened her mouth and still couldn't speak. Tears gushed out first. She couldn't control herself. One night, she thought all night. After waiting all night, she told herself that no matter what Mu Yian did, she had to be patient, but he didn't do anything.

The thick finger abdomen brushed the corners of her eyes and wiped away her tears.

"Are you hungry? Go to dinner." He got up.

Yi Xiaoqiao was held by him like a wooden stake all night. His body was already stiff. Half of his body was numb and could not move. He could only look at him without blinking and wait silently.

Mu Yi'an helped her up, smiled and joked: "why do you look more tired than me? Didn't you sleep well yesterday?"

He helped her sit up and let her lean against the head of the bed. He was afraid that she would cry. He carefully put a soft pillow on her, and he went to the wardrobe to find clothes: "you say you don't know how to take care of yourself, so people can't rest assured."

Yi Xiaoqiao looked at his background and felt mixed in his heart. It was like turning over rivers and seas. Why didn't he ask!

He should ask. Even if he just asks and blames, it's better to lose his temper and get angry with her, but he doesn't say anything. It seems that the previous things didn't happen, as if they were still each other.

Yi Xiaoqiao suddenly felt a little sad and sad.

She stumbled out of bed, rushed over, hugged his waist behind her, and tears ran down uncontrollably.

She once thought that the most painful torture was like being locked up here by him. But at this moment, she realized that the most painful torture did not come from the body, but from the heart. The most painful thing was that he didn't blame, blame or even mention it at this time.

His trust and trust moved her at this moment, but it also hurt her.