Qiao Mu was being held by Xi Muqiao and his entire body was within the range of his breath. The faint smell of tobacco and the fresh mint fragrance mixed together to create a lustful smell that lingered in his nose.
Looking at her gradually enlarging facial features, her heart was beating fast and chaotic, and her mouth was parched.
She suddenly recalled what Qiu Ning told her when they first appeared. 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 to lick her lips. She was unaware of how enticing her unconscious action was to Xi Muqiao.
She wanted 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. Qiao Mu wanted to retreat as her moist lips neared him, but her lower jaw was held back by Xi Muqiao and she was unable to move.
Xi Muqiao's lips barely brushed Qiao Mu's.
"Gulp …" An untimely voice rang out. Qiao Mu was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to hide in. His face was full of embarrassment.
Mubai Qiao's movements froze as a trace of helplessness flashed across his dark eyes. He looked at Qiao Mu in annoyance.
She secretly thought, "It was close." Qiao Mu felt the tense pressure in her throat suddenly disappear. Just a moment ago, she was about to kiss him! But why was she feeling a little lost now?
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?"
"No, no, I'm glad. Luckily I didn't kiss him." 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?"
"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. He 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 landed on Qiao Mu's delicate face. His eyebrows, eyes, and nose looked again and again. He could not bear to look at it. His heart gradually softened as he tried to picture her delicate face.
After scratching her left hand, she switched it to Xi Muqiao's right hand. Just as she scratched it twice, Qiao Mu felt that something was wrong. She turned over her large hand and the scar that ran across her palm entered her eyes.
"Uncle, what did you do?" Qiao Mu sucked in a breath of cold air as she held up Xi Muqiao's hand. She looked at the bright red wound. It was still fresh and unscarred.
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. Even looking at such a long wound was painful for her.
"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? "
Xi Muqiao lowered his gaze to look at Qiao Mu's face which was filled with emotions. His thin eyebrows were raised high and he looked in extreme pain, as if the injury was in her hands. "If I die, then our contract will be annulled and you will be free."
That being said, Qiao Mu did not have such thoughts. For some reason, she started to care about him. She didn't want Xi Muqiao to die. She had thought about it before, but now, she didn't want it at all.
Qiao Mu lowered his head to look at the wound. "I, I don't want uncle to die …"
Xi Muqiao smiled, but it was not a smile. Instead, he grinned, revealing his even white teeth. The haze that had hung over his heart for the entire morning was also swept away by Qiao Mu's words. It was a pity that Qiao Mu lowered his head and did not see the man's heavenly smile.
"Are there any other injuries?"
"Nope."
Qiao Mu's small face was red as she held Xi Muqiao's big hand. Her small mouth leaned over and gently blew at the wound, "I'm blowing for you ah. When I was young, my father hit me and this was how my mother blew for me. After blowing it, it won't hurt anymore."
Xi Muqiao knew that Qiao Mu had been beaten and scolded by his adoptive father. Feeling the pain in his heart, Xi Muqiao's voice became gentler, "Are you hungry? I'll take you to lunch?"
Qiao Mu pursed her lips and glared at Xi Muqiao. This fellow's change in attitude was too quick.
"Of course I'm hungry, Uncle, it's already past 12. Didn't you hear how my stomach is growling? Hurry up, you have to take care of the food. If I starve to death, you will lose 5 million."
The car drove steadily on.
Qiao Mu leaned against the back of the chair and looked at the back of Xi Muqiao's head. Her index finger lightly tapped her chin. She always felt that the uncle today was strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange.
After some thought, a possibility suddenly appeared in her mind. She instantly shook three times. "Da-Uncle, are you going to sell me to someone else?"
Xi Muqiao glanced at the frightened little bastard in the rearview mirror and wondered, "Why do you think that?"
"You were too abnormal today. You were so gentle that you even took me to lunch. You're not usually like this. "I beg of you, don't sell me out. What part of me isn't doing well? Tell me, can I not change it?"
The corner of Xi Muqiao's mouth twitched. This little bastard's brain was really big. If he could think of such a thing, how could he not be happy with how nice he was to her? Do you like to be abused?
Seeing that the man was silent, Qiao Mu was certain of her thoughts. She leaned against the back of the driver's seat and pulled on Xi Muqiao's sleeve. Her eyes were filled with panic and her voice sounded like she was begging:
"Uncle, don't sell me out, I just want to follow you. I'll do whatever you want me to do in the future, okay?" If you tell me to warm the bed, I'll warm the bed. I'll definitely do it obediently! "
Xi Muqiao glanced at the rearview mirror and looked at the small face that had begun to cry. When his gaze landed on that octagonal shaped eyebrows, Xi Muqiao smiled sinisterly. "Sit properly and rub your eyebrows."
Qiao Mu hurriedly sat back down, her upright posture making Xi Muqiao unable to restrain her laughter. How could he have met with such a little joke?
"Who told you I was going to sell you? What are you thinking about all day long? I can't treat you well, but I still have to slap you twice every day and kick you twice before you feel comfortable?"
"No, no." Qiao Mu's small head was shaking like a rattle drum.