C170 Ah Yan, I want you!

On the eve of New Year's Eve, the man's coat that Qiao Mo made for Xiao Yan was finally complete.

Qiao Mo packed her overcoat as she walked over from the study.

Qiao Mo looked back at him and smiled faintly, "Try it, if there's anything else that's not right in size, I'll start to change it today."

Xiao Yan was startled, seeing the man's coat, he felt that it was familiar.

When he looked carefully, it was actually from that Design Draft.

"Did you really make the coat on the design?"

Qiao Mo shook the fabric of his overcoat and stood behind Xiao Yan and helped him put on his wide overcoat.

"Does it feel like it's the right size?"

Xiao Yan stroked his sleeves, "It's just nice, I wasn't able to relax it."

"That's good."

Qiao Mo looked at him as her heart suddenly moved. She took a step forward, crawled into his open coat and tightly hugged his waist.

Being hugged by this initiative, Xiao Yan was momentarily at a loss as to what to do. His hands stiffened behind her back, and finally landed on her slender back.

"What's wrong?"

He lowered his head and gently sniffed the fragrance in her hair.

Qiao Mo's arms were folded extremely tightly. Her small face, was buried in his chest as she spoke in a muffled voice, "I just want to try.

Xiao Yan chuckled, and kissed her hair: "Is that warm?"

Qiao Mo closed her eyes slightly, and uncontrollably called out to him, "Ah Yan..."

"Hmm?"

"Happy New Year."

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, "It's not even the new year, why are you saying 'Blessing' already?"

Qiao Mo was startled in her heart. She was only afraid that on New Year's Eve tomorrow, she would no longer be by his side and would no longer have the chance to say "Happy New Year".

"What's the difference between today and tomorrow? Sooner or later, I have to say it … "

Xiao Yan earnestly lowered his head to look at her, locked her little face and said: "Of course it's different. I want you to accompany me through this year's New Year's Eve, next year's New Year's Eve, the next year's New Year's Eve, and even after a hundred years of New Year's Eve, I still want you to be by my side."

Qiao Mo raised her head and smiled at him, then agreed: "Ok."

On this day, Qiao Mo was exceptionally busy. In the kitchen, not only did she cook a lot of dishes that Xiao Yan liked, she even made a lot of handmade biscuits and bread.

Xiao Yan entered the kitchen and saw that she had cooked a pile of food. He asked: "Tomorrow, we will go back to Mother's place for the new year. Why are you making so many small dishes and bread?"

Qiao Mo was stunned for a moment, "Oh, I suddenly want to do it. Biscuit and bread, they won't spoil for a while in the middle of the winter. The side dish is pickled and can be eaten during the winter when placed in the refrigerator."

Xiao Yan lowered his head, slender and clean fingers twisted a small dish onto the prepared side of the dish and tasted the taste.

He frowned slightly, Qiao Mo thought that the smell was bad, and anxiously asked: "Isn't it delicious?"

Xiao Yan's brows suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't help but laugh as he embraced her from behind, "Mrs. Xiao is so capable, to be able to cook small dishes, and to have married Mrs. Xiao, is really Mr. Xiao's fortune."

Qiao Mo was moved. "If you like this, then I'll do more today."

Xiao Yan held her hand, "Today is enough, next time after eating, what's there to be anxious about?"

"... "Alright."

"Tonight is the 29th of the new year. There's a fireworks party at the moat. After dinner, I'll bring you to the moat to see the fireworks."

Qiao Mo shook her head, "Let's set off fireworks at the seaside in front of our door."

Qiao Mo liked two people, so she liked quiet. Everyone at the moat must be a swarm of bees, if they went, they would not be looking at fireworks, but people.

Xiao Yan also felt that it was good to set up fireworks by the sea. This idea was not bad, he nodded and agreed, "Alright, there will be a lot of fireworks in the warehouse, let's set them up by the sea later."

… ….

After dinner, Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo carried the fireworks and went to the beach.

The sea breeze blew across the surface of the ocean, the salty ocean breeze that greeted their eyes lifted up Qiao Mo's hair.

Qiao Mo held onto the small firework stick, and after it was ignited, it released sparks like the stars in the sky.

Xiao Yan carried the large firework to the distance and lit it up with his fire machine.

Qiao Mo held a bunch of electric light flowers in her hand, the sparks shining on their faces.

She looked up at the man walking toward her. He was wearing the dark blue coat she had personally made for him. The coat was the color of his pupils, and it was as deep as the ocean.

It was unknown whether it was because the sea breeze had dried up his eyes, or because of the impending departure, Qiao Mo's eyes began to ache.

He definitely did not know that she was leaving tomorrow and would not be able to spend New Year's Eve with him.

If it was New Year's Eve, perhaps she would be reluctant to leave and wanted to accompany him for one year after another.

couldn't be so selfish. In this marriage, there was always someone who needed to be sacrificed.

Qiao Mo was not the Holy Mother, but in love, who would be willing to give up on one? Perhaps it was because they really loved each other too much, and even let go of each other willingly.

Xiao Yan stepped on the light and smoke and fire that spanned tens of thousands of metres, walking towards her, and when she was standing right in front of him, two streams of clear tears had already flowed down his face.

Xiao Yan reached out to stroke her wet cheeks, his voice hoarse from the sea breeze, "You're doing well, why are you crying?"

Qiao Mo shook her head, and pressed her cheek into the center of his palm, staring at him lovingly, "Ah Yan, you look really good in this coat."

Xiao Yan couldn't help but laugh, "Who used a good-looking person to describe a man? Your husband is handsome. "

The electric sparks in Qiao Mo's hand burned to the bottom with a crackling sound, gradually extinguishing the flames. In the air above the sea, sparks bloomed, and her bright eyes were filled with his figure.

Xiao Yan embraced her and looked up at the sky which was occasionally bright and sometimes dark.

Qiao Mo turned her eyes slightly, her gaze fixated on the side of the man who was looking at the fireworks.

She slowly opened her mouth and said, "Ah Yan, if there comes a day, I mean if …"

"If what?" He looked down at her with a faint smile.

Four eyes met, and Qiao Mo pursed her lips: "If there comes a day when I suddenly leave you, will you be sad?"

"Nope."

Xiao Yan stared at her for half a second, then resolutely spoke out, spitting out two negative words.

Qiao Mo was startled, but before she could react, Xiao Yan had already hugged her and whispered into her ear, "I won't feel sad, because I won't let you have the chance to leave me again, so I won't have the chance to feel sad for your departure."

Qiao Mo reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

If she could, she had thought to accompany him until she was old. However, she was a mortal. She would care about the looks of the mortal world, and she would be afraid. In the end, he would hate her.

Qiao Mo's eyes became moist, as she buried her face in his neck and hugged onto his neck tightly. That reluctance and yearning, were like a crazy beast that had swept her away.

She spoke in a muffled voice: "Ah Yan, we have yet to go out for a vacation together. After New Year's Eve, we will go out for a vacation, okay?"

"Okay, wherever you want to go, I'll bring you there."

Qiao Mo closed his eyes, and decided to treat it as she was going to indulge herself for the last time.

The more afraid she was of the days to come, the more afraid she would be to leave.

The two of them snuggled up to the shore, looked at the fireworks in the sky, and all of Qiao Mo's thoughts hung on Xiao Yan.

… ….

New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve meal.

Inside the Xiao Family Villa, Xiao Ru Qing, Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo were seated on the dining table.

Xiao Ru Qing gave Qiao Mo a big red packet and also raised his wine cup to wish her and Xiao Yan a good night.

"Silently, you have been in the Xiao family for almost four years. Even though you and Ah Yan have separated for two years, to be able to see you two together once again, as your mother, I am truly happy for you two."

Xiao Ru Qing held Qiao Mo's hand and smiled, "Mother wishes that you and Ah Yan have a child this year. This family... "I'm finally going to be perfect."

Xiao Ru Qing heaved a long sigh as she looked at the huge room and said sincerely.

Qiao Mo's fingertip trembled. Child...

She forced a smile and nodded her head before raising her glass and gulping down the red wine in the goblet.

Xiao Yan took away her wine cup and slightly frowned, "Don't drink too much, you might get a headache."

Qiao Mo smiled and looked at him, "New Year's Eve, it's rare to be so happy, let me drink a little, it's okay."

Xiao Ru Qing smiled as she looked at them, "I'm really happy to see how good you guys are now."

Qiao Mo drank two cups of red wine.

Being carried by Xiao Yan, he went upstairs.

He carried her to the big bed in his bedroom. Right when Xiao Yan put her down, he was suddenly held by her neck.

Because Qiao Mo had drank red wine before, the light fragrance of the wine burning on her lips stimulated Xiao Yan's senses and enticed him.

Qiao Mo raised her head, and kissed his lips, "Ah Yan, I love you …"

"I know."

Xiao Yan pressed his hands on the back of her head and eagerly responded to the little woman's kiss.

Tonight, she was too passionate. Xiao Yan caressed her burning soft skin, and only felt that it was extremely unreal.

Qiao Mo's small hand slipped into his shirt. Her slightly cold fingers touched her firm chest.

Xiao Yan was startled. His willpower completely collapsed as he caught hold of her small hand. His gaze darkened as he rolled around, trying to find a place that could swallow her.

However, Qiao Mo stubbornly reached out her hand to touch it.

As she kissed him, she said in a charming and low voice, "Ah Yan, I want you."

That one sentence, had Xiao Yan's blood rush to his head.

He fiercely grabbed her dark red lips, "You said it yourself, you can't beg for forgiveness later!"

The night passed.

The next morning, Qiao Mo woke up to the sound of firecrackers.

On the first day of the new year, according to the rules of Seahold, every household sends out firecrackers.

Even if the city clearly forbade firecrackers, this independent villa area had never been in such a tight spot, so firecrackers were a common occurrence.

When Qiao Mo opened her eyes, she was lying in front of Xiao Yan's chest.

The man's arm tightly wrapped around her body.

Qiao Mo gently turned around and faced him. Her slender fingers gently drew on his handsome face.

Covering his ears, she spoke one sentence after another, "Ah Yan, happy new year …"

Caught off guard, Qiao Mo pressed her body down.

He curled his lips into a smile and said, "Originally, I didn't want to wake up, but since you're so enthusiastic this early in the morning, I can't bear to pretend to be asleep and just wait."

Qiao Mo's face reddened slightly, "So you had already woken up."

"Yeah, but. If I were to change the happy New Year for something else, perhaps I would be happier. "

Qiao Mo looked up at him, and asked knowingly: "What?"

"Three words, like you said to me at the beach last night."

Qiao Mo pushed his chest, "You're so beautiful! Get up, let's plan where we're going today. "