Chapter 923 2.359 She Hates Him

"Cough, cough cough." Qiao Mu opened his tired eyes, and vaguely saw Mo Lian's magnified and anxious handsome face swaying slightly in front of his eyes.

"Qiao Qiao, you're awake." Mo Lian breathed a sigh of relief, hugged her into her arms, and reached out to pat her on the back, not knowing whether to appease her or appease her restless heart.

"Qiao Qiao scared me to death. Don't leave me half a step from now on." Mo Lian hugged her tightly and said in a low voice, "You don't know how dangerous it was just now. We were swept away in a flash Yes, you were taken away by that bastard Ding Dingding..."

"That's right." Qiao Mu stood up and looked at him blankly, "Mo Lian, my mother just now? Is it my mother!"

"Yes, yes, don't worry, I have already sent someone to look for mother. Mother will be fine! Mother should have been left in Qingshui Jiayuan by that Ding Dingding at this time."

"He dared to touch my mother!!" Qiao Mu's eyes ignited raging anger.

Mo Lian was slightly startled, then wrapped her arms around her slender waist, lowered her head and said to her in a low voice, "Don't worry, mother will be fine. But you, does your neck still hurt? Ding Dingding, who pretended to be your mother just now, I knocked on the back of your head, does it still hurt?"

Qiao Mu shook his head.

When she was dispersed by the crowd, she turned her head to look at Mo Lian, but she didn't expect "Wei Ziqin" next to her to attack her suddenly.

It can be said that she has no defense against her mother.

So she was very angry at this time, no, resentment!

This Ding Dingding, he really played things up!

She doesn't like anyone touching her mother the most. Ding Dingding was just playing a game, but at this moment her mother is being dragged down.

Originally, she didn't have any opinion on this vagabond who played the world of mortals.

A prodigal son, a prodigal son, is just a little playful.

Now!

She hates him!

Mo Lian stretched out her hand to hold Qiao Mu's small face, and there was a gleam of water in her phoenix eyes, "Qiao Qiao, I'm not happy that you are thinking about other people in front of me."

"I think that person is dead." Qiao Mu said coldly.

Mo Lian held the hand with her small face, paused slightly, and then said, "When I rescued you just now, I was anxious to see your situation, but let that guy run away. Although Duanyue chased after him, he didn't I know if I can catch up with him."

Qiao Mu pursed his lips.

Mo Lian hugged her and helped her stand up.

Only then did Qiao Mu realize that the two of them were beside a quiet river.

The curved river flows quietly, and the river lights are carrying bright lights. Floating from the upper stream, all the way down the stream.

A faint light flickered in front of the two of them.

At this moment, the surroundings were peaceful and quiet, and the flow of people on the street seemed to have disappeared in an instant, leaving only the sprawling night.

"Qiao Qiao, do you want to release the river lantern?" Mo Lian took her little hand and walked to the riverside.

Qiao Mu nodded his head.

But when he stretched out his hand, a beautiful lotus lantern appeared in his hand with a touch of emptiness.

"I heard that on the day of the Shangyuan Festival, if you write your wish on it and let it go, you can get rid of bad luck for a whole year and make your wish come true."

Qiao Mu finished writing in a short time.

The two of them stood by the riverside hand in hand, staring at the river lantern, drifting away downstream.

Mo Lian tilted her head, looked down at Qiao Mu, "Qiao Qiao, what wish did you write?"

"You really want to know?"