Qiao Muting dropped Qiao Zhengshan off at his home and drove into the city without stopping for a moment.
The dinner party originally intended to welcome his mother-in-law and sister-in-law was completely disrupted by Qiao Zhengshan's sudden visit.
But when the car arrived at the dormitory building, and she looked up at her room, it was still pitch black.
Haven't they come back yet?
Qiao Muting stood under the streetlight for a long time before finally seeing Qiao Zhengshan driving a black sedan from a distance.
"Uncle Gu, Aunt Liu, what's going on?"
Throughout the meal, Gu Weijia displayed the demeanor of a patriarch. Even when getting out of the car, he busied himself helping Liu Huiru and Liu Heqing carry their luggage.
"Uncle Gu took us to the State Guest Hotel for dinner. Qiao Muting, why are you back?"
Qian Lai flew to his side like a little swallow.
Why is he back?
Isn't it because you still have things to say to her that you haven't said enough?
Qiao Muting gently stroked her nose with his hand and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I missed you."
"Mu Ting, did you send your father back to the military region?" Liu Huiru was concerned about her new son-in-law, afraid that he would be bullied by his own father again.
"Yes, it has been sent back."
Qiao Muting took two steps forward, carrying two large bags in each hand, and strode forward to carry the luggage to the entrance of Qian Lai's dormitory on the second floor.
"Secretary Gu, thank you for your hospitality tonight. We have a wedding to attend tomorrow, so please get some rest tonight. We'll definitely treat you to a meal after Han Chuan's wedding."
"Okay. I'll take you to have a good time in Xinshi for a few days then."
The three of them didn't turn around and go upstairs until Gu Wei's car was completely out of sight.
Liu Heqing raised an eyebrow at Qian Lai, gestured towards his aunt with his lips, and revealed a mischievous smile.
Upstairs, Qiao Muting had already moved all his luggage into the house.
This was his first time visiting Qian Lai's dormitory.
It's not very big inside, just a one-bedroom apartment.
The bedroom contained a double bed, a wardrobe, and a writing desk, and there was no other space.
"How can the three of you sleep here? Or should I go to a hotel and get a room?"
At this point, he suddenly recalled the events that happened with Qian Lai in the hotel room next to the consulate that day.
A blush instantly spread across her face.
"No need, the three of us can squeeze in, it's fine either way. No need to trouble yourself."
Liu Huiru quite liked this son-in-law. He was handsome and tall.
I just saw him carrying two big bags of luggage in one hand; he must be quite strong.
He was also a military doctor.
She hopes her daughter can find a son-in-law who is healthy and capable in his career.
She could tell that her daughter genuinely liked this son-in-law.
But in later generations, as the daughter of the Qian family, how could she easily find a true love?
Although it was a transmigration into a book, as long as her daughter was happy, she, as a mother, would consider her wish fulfilled.
Unable to go against his future mother-in-law's wishes, Qiao Muting had no choice but to go along with their ideas.
It's been a whole day, and I still haven't had a chance to be intimate with the person I love.
Tomorrow will be another busy day, and he's really eager to get his marriage certificate with Qian Lai as soon as possible.
That way, I won't have to miss my beloved every single minute.
Qian Lai took his hand and walked him downstairs.
The nights at the end of September were getting chilly.
The dormitory neighbors rarely lingered downstairs.
As soon as the two got into the car, Qiao Muting pulled the other person into his arms.
The same car he used when he went to Sister Mi's factory before, with the two of them sitting in the back. But back then, Qiao Muting didn't even dare to breathe too deeply.
On the way back, he finally found an opportunity. Taking advantage of her motion sickness, he massaged her acupoints, which gave him a little sense of security.
"Xiaoran, do you know how afraid I am that you might suddenly disappear?" The two embraced, and Qiao Muting gently rested his head on her shoulder.
"You suddenly disappeared on the train. At that time, I didn't know my own feelings. But the thought that we might never see each other again made me feel lost."
It's as if I can't see you; every step I take forward feels like I'm about to step off a cliff.
Qian Lai knew that he was extremely insecure. It might be due to his childhood experiences, or it might be due to skin hunger disorder.
"But, Qiao Muting, your illness is now cured. You no longer need the antidote."
You won't feel uncomfortable around the opposite sex anymore, don't you want to make up for all those years you couldn't interact with them? ...Hmm~
He sealed her lips with his.
This was the first proper kiss he had ever given her since he became her boyfriend.
The kiss at the restaurant entrance last time was a ritual to confirm our relationship; it was something we couldn't help but do and couldn't control.
This time, however, it was a passionate one. He wanted to give her a passionate kiss every single day from now on.
The man's hot, thin lips pressed against hers, and she knew that she was about to succumb.
Lai Jie's hands started to wander, quietly moving downwards from top to bottom.
Wherever his palm swept, there were hard, muscular muscles, full of X-tension.
Unfortunately, now that she's in the car, Sister Lai can't unleash her ultimate "Thirteen Tricks of a Scumbag Woman" technique; otherwise, she would have made sure he couldn't escape the hellhole for three days and three nights.
Nevertheless, her restless little hands eventually aroused Qiao Muting's desire.
"no."
He held her small, soft, yet particularly mischievous hand, caressing it in his palm, as if he were restraining his surging, boundless desires.
"Qiao Muting, can you really control yourself?"
She suddenly had a wicked thought that she wanted to drive him crazy and bully him.
"Why are you still calling me Qiao Muting?"
He pulled her back into his arms and gently poked her most tender spot on her waist as a small punishment.
"I've never seen a couple call each other by their first names."
"Then what should I call you? Mu Ting? Brother Mu Ting? Brother Ting?" Qian Lai pushed him away with a mischievous smile, but was pulled back by him again.
A passionate kiss landed on the crook of her fair neck, silencing her laughter.
“I don’t want to be your brother. You can call me ‘He Ye’. Actually, my original name should have been ‘Qiao He Ye’. But Qiao Zhengshan gave me the name Mu Ting.”
In my heart, I actually prefer the name He Ye; that's the name that truly belongs to me.
As for Mu Ting, hmph, that's just Qiao Zhengshan's own wishful thinking!
"What do you mean?" Qian Lai straightened his body, subconsciously sensing that there was a story behind this.
"I only found out later, after my mother had completely given up on him. Before my father married my mother, he had a childhood sweetheart named Yang Tinghua."
"Mu Ting" means "to yearn for Yang Tinghua."
Qian Lai's mind was in turmoil.
What is the name of the person your father has always missed?
"Yang Tinghua was a professor at Beijing University. However, he was sent to the countryside a few years ago and we haven't heard from him since."
Qian Lai desperately tried to recall the person her mentor, Yang Tinghua, had mentioned who had once illuminated her path—
A soldier, a native of northern Beijing, who was later arranged by his family to marry someone of equal social standing...
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