At a certain time without Murong Qiao's knowledge, her existence accompanied Huo Yichen through many difficult times.

"In my heart, you unknowingly become important and irreplaceable." Huo Yichen continued.

Murong Qiao's heart also calmed down, blocking the sound of wind and snow outside, and only Huo Yichen's voice could be heard.

The vibration of the chest also became faster, making Murong Qiao feel that her body was light and light, as if she was about to fly, and the faster heartbeat made her ears heat up.

"Qiao Qiao, I like you. I want to marry you home and live with you forever." Huo Yichen finally said this.

After he finished speaking, he breathed out a foul breath like he was relieved from a heavy burden, and his mood was unprecedentedly relaxed.

Huo Yichen laughed lightly, and suddenly felt that what he said was a bit vulgar, but it was indeed what he thought.

Whenever he thinks of Murong Qiao, his mind will always see the happy life of the two of them in the future, waking up from the same bed to have breakfast, kissing each other and doing their own things with peace of mind.

Just the two of them.

Thinking of such a reassuring picture, Huo Yichen's heart softened.

"Would you like to be with me, Jojo?"

The confession came so suddenly, but Murong Qiao didn't panic.

Her originally pursed lips slightly raised the corners of her lips, with a smile that she didn't even notice, the sound of her heart beating faster, and even her skin turned pink and blushed.

The indescribable sweetness poured over her heart like honey, attacking her whole body with burning and strange pleasure.

The car did not know when it stopped, and the scenery outside had become familiar.

Huida University was not far away, and Murong Qiao could still see students passing by in twos and threes through the car window.

He should have gotten off the car, but Murong Qiao still needed an answer from Huo Yichen.

She already had an answer in her heart, but being stared at by Huo Yichen like this, she couldn't say anything.

"How about this." Huo Yichen said suddenly, "I will close my eyes and count down for tens of seconds."

"If you kiss me, it will be considered as your consent." After he finished speaking, he really closed his eyes.

Before Murong Qiao could even make a sound, the countdown began.

"ten……"

"Nine……"

Murong Qiao tightly clenched the scarf, and her eyes fell on Huo Yichen's lips.

Pale pink, it looks very soft.

"three……"

"two……"

This must be the craziest thing she's ever done in her life.

she thinks.

Murong Qiao closed her eyes tightly, leaned forward and kissed Huo Yichen, but didn't hear that "one" said.

Outside the car were many students walking back and forth, and inside the car were kisses that gradually heated up, the heat made her heart tremble.

The panic of being discovered is mixed with a little excitement, the softness of the collision makes people taste the taste, and there is an unstoppable urge.

She trembled and wanted to open her eyelashes, but they were covered by Huo Yichen's generous hands.

"Concentrate," he said.

But Murong Qiao felt even more numb. Huo Yichen took her hands that had no place to rest, and put them around his neck, and her whole body fell into Huo Yichen's arms in an almost cuddly posture.

After the field of vision was blocked, other senses became more acute. Her ears could hear Huo Yichen's suppressed panting, and the tip of her nose was like boiling cold incense, which enveloped her whole body with a gentle and aggressive smell.

When the lips touched, the sound of the heartbeat became very obvious, and Murong Qiao even felt the vibration in his chest.

Murong Qiao endured all this almost passively, and a second became extremely long at this moment, as if the whole world was frozen here, and even the snow became smaller.

Huo Yichen has been waiting for this kiss for too long.

It was so long that when he got it, he could hardly suppress the desire in his heart, and kissed for a long time before slowly separating.

"I'm very happy, Qiao Qiao." Huo Yichen looked at her with a smile.

He didn't expect that Murong Qiao would really agree to him, so that the surprise came so suddenly.

Murong Qiao blushed slightly panting, stretched out her hand to touch her sore lips, and couldn't help but give Huo Yichen a white look.

He kissed so viciously that Murong Qiao's lips were so red and swollen that the skin was even torn and smelled bloody.

But even so, Huo Yichen still felt that it was not enough.

At this moment, Murong Qiao's eyes were moist and bright, and he was so kissed that she couldn't breathe, which made the corners of her eyes and brows look a bit springy, and even the eyes that gave him the supercilious look were extraordinarily delicate.

Huo Yichen's eyes became dim, and he felt that the impulse that had been suppressed just now seemed to come out again.

"Alright, alright, I'm going back to the dormitory." Murong Qiao pouted.

The relationship between the two of them just established is also a very novel experience for Murong Qiao who has resurrected her life. She is excited but embarrassed to express it in front of Huo Yichen. At this moment, she is just sitting in the co-pilot, writing looking shy.

"Okay, then—" Huo Yichen was about to speak when she interrupted her.

"Don't send me off!" Murong Qiao hurriedly waved his hands.

Then he opened the car door directly, jumped out like a rabbit, and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

The air-conditioning outside the car came in along the emptiness, and it also reduced the heat in Huo Yichen's heart, making him gradually become rational.

But after returning to his senses, and realizing that this incident really happened, Huo Yichen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth even more happily.

Murong Qiao on the other side ran all the way to the dormitory, and went to bed as soon as he entered the room, without saying a word, and was stuffed under the quilt.

She didn't even say hello to Yang Xin and the others. The speed from entering the door to going to bed was like an afterimage. Now holding her face in her hands, she felt as if she was hot in summer.

"What's the matter?" Yang Xin and Leng Yan looked at each other.

Before they could react, they saw Murong Qiao go to bed like a gust of wind.

If it wasn't for seeing a pair of Murong Qiao's shoes under the bed, Yang Xin would have thought it was just a hallucination.

"Qiao Qiao?" Leng Yan tentatively called out to her.

Zheng Yue hadn't come back yet, and there were only the two of them in the dormitory. Seeing that Murong Qiao was different from usual, she couldn't help being surprised.

Before he could get an answer from himself, Yang Xin found a post on the forum, saying that Huo Xiaocao seemed to be in a surprisingly good mood today.

There is also a photo of Huo Yichen that can be called a spring breeze. Perhaps Huo Yichen's usual indifference is too deep in the hearts of the people, so when everyone sees this photo, the first feeling is that Huo Yichen is really happy , even the curvature of the corner of the mouth is so obvious.

She tugged at Leng Yan, showed the post to the other party, and gave him a wink.

What's up with the two of them?

After understanding Yang Xin's meaning, Leng Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked uncertainly at Murong Qiao who had been silent all this time, and hesitated for a moment to return to her.

should be? Jojo didn't look sad.

Neither of them spoke, and after listening for a while, they didn't hear anyone cry.

There are gossips, and they are super big ones.

Yang Xin finally came to a conclusion.

Relying on the gossip soul in her body, Yang Xin felt that something must have happened to Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen.

It's a pity that I wasn't there. It's really uncomfortable not to be able to eat melon.

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