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Chapter 122 Forget? Forget it.

Huo Jinxi looked at her like that, and finally slowly reached out and held down her place to the ground.

Mu Qian seemed to be soothed by the heat of his palms, quietly, but still leaned in his arms.

When Huo Jinxi almost thought she was asleep, she suddenly raised her head again and looked at him with scarred eyes, "You said, why are you indifferent to Ye Jingwei?

All of this is just to revenge me? "

Huo Jinxi's gaze on her, her eyes were still deep and quiet, and no waves were seen.

Mu Qian suddenly shook his head again, "No, no, you don't hate me obviously, you obviously don't hate me at all ..."

She leaned on his shoulders again and looked at his lines with clear lines, and opened low: "What do you want ..."

She stunned his neck gently, stretched out his hand, touched his cuffs, and pulled it gently.

This is her usual common action.

If you have something to ask for him, he dare not be too obvious, and he dares not to have extra body contact with him, so just like this, gently picks his cuffs.

And he always condone her.

So she thought at that time that he loved her.

But then I was awake, and I knew that it was just a man who did not hate a woman. Watching her be coquettish with him, but he always made a wall view and enjoyed the process of this teasing cat.

Thinking of this, Mu Qian suddenly laughed again, with a strong self -deprecating meaning.

Huo Jinxi stretched out his hand, squeezed her face gently, let her straighten her, and looked at him.

"You don't know what I want?" He said.

Mu Qian looked at him quietly, and her eyes were obviously blurred, but she tried to see the things in his eyes.

What do he want?

She didn't seem to see his eyes clearly, and could only try to make a look of thinking. After a long time, she realized that she realized it, "Oh".

Isn't what he wants, isn't it the former Mu Qian? The obedient obedient, can let him go, and Mu Qian, who is the god of the gods.

"But it's impossible ..." Mu Qian squinted his eyes and looked at him, "You know that it is impossible, why can't you let me go?"

Huo Jinxi watched her intoxicating face -in fact, she was a bit drunk and awake. He couldn't know it.

Knowing that she was deliberately doing it, she still listened to her words.

Yeah, what he wants is obviously Mu Qian, now she has not met his expectations now.

And he knew clearly that she could not return to the past.

Her precautions and unwillingness, her virtual and snakes, played in the field, he also watched it clearly.

But I just don't want to let her leave.

"Forget it ..." Mu Qian suddenly leaned into his arms again, "Don't force each other, just forget it, okay ..."

She said, her voice gradually lowered, and then her eyes closed slowly, as if they were going to sleep.

Huo Jinxi looked down at her. She seemed to be asleep, breathing smoothly, and her long eyelashes trembled gently. It was a very real sleep.

By drunk and tell him, what's true and fake?

Huo Jinxi stretched out his hand and dialed her long hair.

never mind?

Once upon a time, why didn't he say so much to himself?

But now, it doesn't matter.

When Huo Jinxi's fingers caressed her flawless face, the doorbell suddenly rang again.

The difference from before was that this time the doorbell rang very quickly, as if the people outside would not stop until the door opened.

Mu Qian leaned on his shoulder without even frowning, as if she was not affected by the doorbell outside at all.

Huo Jinxi looked at her quietly for a moment, then finally stood up, carried her into the bedroom, and threw her on the bed. Then he turned around and came out, walked to the door and opened the door.

"Mu Qian, are you dead? It took so long—"

Cen Xuxu stood outside the door, looking at Huo Jinxi behind the door, his mouth turned into an "O" shape, and the rest of his words seemed to disappear in his throat.

After a while, she came back to her senses and asked, "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" Huo Jinxi asked without answering.

Cen Xuxu answered the question inappropriately: "I came to see Mu Qian, where is she? Where is she?"

As she spoke, she rushed in the door, looked around the living room, and walked directly into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Mu Qian had already pulled the quilt to cover herself, but Cen Xuxu stepped forward to lift the quilt and began to shake her, "Mu Qian! Mu Qian!"

Mu Qian lay there, motionless.

Cen Xuxu was a little annoyed, lowered his head and shouted: "Are you dead?"

Mu Qian turned over directly and buried her head in the pillow.

Cen Xuxu was so angry that he pushed her twice more, then got up and walked out of the bedroom.

Huo Jinxi was standing in the open kitchen. He finally found a cup and poured himself a glass of water. Unexpectedly, Cen Xuxu rushed out of the bedroom, grabbed the glass of water from his hand, and drank it in one gulp.

All.

Huo Jinxi'an looked at her quietly, neither saying anything nor asking.

Cen Xuxu put down the cup and stared at him for a long time before speaking: "Are you the man who has a relationship with Mu Qian?"

Seeing that Huo Jinxi didn't answer, Cen Xuxu said again: "Mu Qian is now dating Su Mubai, the third young master of the Su family. Mrs. Su has even called my grandma. Don't be deceived by Mu Qian!"

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"Your surname is Cen?" Huo Jinxi then asked.

Cen Xuxu immediately nodded and smiled, "Yes, yes, do you know me?"

"I don't know." Huo Jinxi replied.

Cen Xuxu could not help but pout slightly and glared at him, "My name is Cen Xuxu, and my father's name is Cen Bohua."

When she said this, Huo Jinxi immediately understood her identity.

Rong Qingzi married Cen Bowen. Cen Bohua is Cen Bowen's younger brother and the current leader of the Cen family. However, after Cen Bowen died, he left most of his inheritance to Rong Qingzi. The Cen family gradually declined in the hands of Cen Bowen.

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That's why Mrs. Cen set her sights on Mu Qian and wanted to use Mu Qian to win over the Su family.

The girl in front of her is Mu Qian's nominal cousin.

"What about you? Who are you?" Cen Xuxu looked at him and asked, "What is your relationship with Mu Qian?"

Huo Jinxi still didn't answer her question, but asked: "Is she your cousin?"

"Tch." Cen Xuxu sneered, "She was not born to my uncle, and besides, she has never stayed in our Cen family... Oh, no, she only stayed for a month or two... What kind of cousin is she to me?"
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