Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Mo Siting originally said that he was looking at the leadership's arrangement, but looking at Lin Qiao's eyes full of hope, he said, "I will try my best to go back."

"If you don't come back to celebrate my birthday, I'll go find you!" Lin Qiao grinned and threatened.

Mo Siting nodded, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, will it work? If you dare to ask for leave and go to the military area, the school will not give you a punishment, and you will be punished by me."

The two got on the plane, going in different directions.

Lin Qiao's plane took off ten minutes later than Mo Siting.

She was lying on the window of the plane facing out.

Looking at the plane next to her, moving rapidly on the track, and then jumping up suddenly, soaring into the blue sky, she thought to herself: Mo Si Ting, have a good trip.

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time flies.

Lin Qiao's birthday is approaching.

Lin Qiao is looking at his mobile phone every day, almost counting the minutes and seconds.

Zhu Ting even noticed her abnormality.

"Qiao Qiao, you've been restless these days, do you have an endocrine disorder?"

Lin Qiao snorted and ignored her.

After a few seconds, Zhu Ting suddenly called out, "Oh, you really have an endocrine disorder, and you have a pimple on your face!"

Only now did Lin Qiao's reaction finally arouse.

Lin Qiao's eyes widened in astonishment, "Where is it? Zhu Tingting, where's your little mirror? Hurry up and take a picture for me!"

Zhu Ting: "..."

Lin Qiao took a picture of his face with a small mirror, and sure enough, a pimple popped out on his chin!

A big red pimple.

"Ahhh! What should I do now!"

Lin Qiao beat his chest and stamped his feet.

how so!
It's her birthday tomorrow!
"How long will it take for this pimple to go away?"

Zhu Tingting analyzed rationally: "As far as I know, it takes at least three days for this kind of red pimple to shrink, and it will take a week for it to disappear..."

Lin Qiao wailed.

"Is there any way to make the acne shrink quickly?"

Zhu Ting shook her head, "No."

Lin Qiao lay down on the table.

That's over.

Mo Siting will be back tomorrow, she wanted to face him with a perfect side, but now she has a pimple!
hateful!

Zhu Tingting said: "Don't worry about getting angry, or you may have another pimple tomorrow."

Lin Qiao: "Shut your crow's mouth!"

But who would have thought that the next day, Zhu Ting's words would be answered, and another pimple appeared on her forehead.

It took Lin Qiao all morning to get a bang that could perfectly cover the big red pimple on her brow.

As soon as she entered the classroom door, Zhu Ting laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up.

"Lin Qiao, where did you get those bangs? I'm dying of laughter." Zhu Ting raised her hand to lift Lin Qiao's bangs. Seeing the red pimple on her forehead, she laughed even more. It's gone.

"Let me just say, don't worry about getting angry, or... woo woo."

Before she finished speaking, Lin Qiao covered Zhu Ting's mouth.

She didn't want to hear such words from Zhu Ting's very effective crow's mouth anymore.

Lin Qiao waited for a day, but did not receive a call or text message from Mo Siting.

She was also afraid that Mo Siting would forget her birthday, so she sent a special message: 【Tomorrow is my birthday. 】

She emphasized it.

, her coming-of-age ceremony.

She hoped to spend such a meaningful day with Mo Siting.

However, when the clock rang at midnight that night, Lin Qiao's cell phone received messages of birthday wishes from other people, except his.

Lin Qiao held the phone silently, looking at the dim phone screen.

She didn't sleep almost all night.

Originally, Zhu Ting made an appointment with her to go shopping today and celebrate Lin Qiao's birthday properly, but Lin Qiao suddenly didn't want to go.

Without Mo Siting's call, she didn't want to go anywhere.

Zhu Ting changed her strategy and came over to buy something, "Look I bought a lot of food, you cook me a big meal today!"

You know, Lin Qiao's cooking skill is to eat once, think once, and it is definitely a skill that came out of top chefs.

But Lin Qiao just lay on the sofa holding the phone and pretending to be dead.

Until both of them were hungry, they stared at each other.

Zhu Ting said: "If you look at me like that again, we won't be full. Do you want to eat? I'll order takeaway if I don't. Anyway, I don't have anything to do, but today is your birthday, and you eat takeaway on your birthday... "

Lin Qiao jumped up, "I'll cook!"

No matter what, she can't criticize her stomach!

Lin Qiao cooked and shared a small cake with Zhu Ting.

Zhu Ting's parents called five or six times a night to urge Zhu Ting to go back.

Before leaving, Lin Qiao hugged Zhu Ting, "Tingting, thank you for coming to celebrate my birthday with me."

Zhu Ting smiled, "What's the matter, aren't we friends?"

Lin Qiao sent Zhu Ting away.

In the room, she was alone again.

The overhead light shines down, pulling up a lonely shadow.

When Lin Qiao was taking a shower in the bathroom, she was afraid of missing Mo Siting's call, so she went in with her mobile phone.

However, no.

She leaned against the head of the bed, silently looking at the phone screen, thinking of a hundred possibilities in her mind.

Just then, the phone rang.

What flashed on the phone screen was an unfamiliar call.

Lin Qiao answered the phone in a hurry, with eagerness and surprise in her words, "Hello."

"Lin Qiao, happy birthday!"

Lin Qiao was taken aback.

this voice...

Somewhat unfamiliar.

"Can't you hear my voice? You really make my brother sad."

Lin Qiao called out, "Brother!"

This is the first time Su Zhaohuan has contacted Lin Qiao since he left.

Even the New Year's greeting text messages sent by Lin Qiao during the Chinese New Year seemed to have disappeared without a response.

"Brother, your voice... has changed a bit!"

"Well, brother's voice change period has just passed."

"It's become better and more masculine!" Lin Qiao spared no effort to praise, "Brother, where are you now? You've been walking for so long, how are you outside?"

"Of course!"

Lin Qiao didn't know that when Su Zhaohuan said yes, he was sitting under the flyover, and in front of him was a small square table with a desk lamp, and on it were cell phone stickers of various cell phone models.

"Miss brother?"

"Of course I do! I think about it every day!"

"Just lie to me here, you're thinking about Mo Siting all day long, can you spare a tenth of your brain capacity to think about me?"

The smile on Lin Qiao's face became a little lonely.

Even his elder brother knew to call her to ask if he was far away, but Mo Siting didn't have anything.

She hugged the pillow and watched her birthday helplessly. At the last second, she walked around the clock, and then...

her birthday.

He who she most wanted to be by her side was not there.