Chapter 722 Wedding March 1

Qiao Xia's finger holding the phone trembled slightly. The evening wind blowing through the bay window brought a chill, and she was suddenly speechless. She didn't know what to say to Mu Liang. Extremely redundant.

How does she explain it?

"Are you dumb?"

"Do you think I'm happy to talk to you? I don't bother to talk to you. Don't think I want to see you. What are you laughing at? Are you laughing at me? I'm going to tear you apart and make you laugh at me!!!"

"Where have you been? Qiao Xia, come out, where have you been? Come out, come out, come out!"

...

Qiao Xia was a little anxious, and hurriedly got down from the bay window. It was so late. Where did Gu Xixi go? Why did he drink so much alone? What should I do?

"Mu Liang, where are you?"

"Mu Liang?"

She yelled a few times and heard Mu Liang's voice. A few meows came from the phone, and after a while, she heard Mu Liang's low and sad voice, "You only want Mu Liang in the past, don't you want me?" ?”

"Am I not Mu Liang? Why do you love him so much, but hate me so much? It's not fair, obviously I am also him, and he is also me, what is wrong with me, you say, I will change..."

"I... definitely... change..."

Mu Liang's voice was intermittent, interspersed with a few cat meows she was familiar with.

Qiao Xia looked outside the door in confusion.

"I'm so good, why not me."

Qiao Xia went downstairs with her mobile phone, Mu Liang stopped talking, she tried to call a few times, but there was no response, but the meowing sound became more and more clear, Qiao Xia thought for a while, walked through the garden path and opened the door. When he opened the door, he saw Mu Liang fell asleep leaning against the door, with his mobile phone in hand and turned it on, two cats were gently rubbing against his legs beside his feet.

She hung up the phone, squatted down, and sat on the steps. The evening breeze was blowing, bringing a little coldness, but his hand was warm, as if it was his scorching vitality, constantly emitting his light . The surroundings were cold and dark, and he was lying alone at the door, no one paid attention to him.

Qiao Xia looked at her obsessively. Mu Liang's face was pale, with cold sweat on his forehead, and his side face was cold and hard. She could imagine his aloofness when he opened his eyes. at her door.

I'm so good, why not me?

Mu Liang asked.

Qiao Xia held his head, unable to hide his sadness.

You are my cinnabar mole, how can I give up, it is you who don't want me.

Qiao Xia kissed his forehead lightly.

The night seemed to be getting darker. Qiao Xia lifted him up and helped him walk in. Mu Liang's body was too heavy, and she had a lot of difficulty helping him to the living room. She accidentally tripped over the blanket, Throwing him on the carpet, Mu Liang's head hit the coffee table, feeling a bit dull, and woke up in a daze, his eyes were extraordinarily red, as if covered with a layer of bright red color, revealing a bit of confusion.

Qiao Xia knelt beside him on one knee, and was about to help him, but he pulled her suddenly, and she fell on top of him. Mu Liang reached out to hug her, hugged her waist contentedly, and smiled foolishly. Get up, "I've got you."

"You always avoid me, I can't find you anywhere, Qiao Xia, you are so soft and fragrant, I like it so much, it's mine, you are mine."