If I have children, my mother must be Qiao Mo.
Half a minute later, Xiao Yan opened the door wearing a pair of long pants.
Qiao Mo, on the other hand, wrapped his shirt around himself and stood behind him, sticking her small head out.
Outside the door stood a middle-aged fat woman who looked like a chartered woman. She was about to give them a beating, but when she opened the door and saw Xiao Yan's beautiful face, although her tone was not good, it was already much gentler than usual.
"Are you still letting me rest?" The woman did not scold Xiao Yan, she stared at him and scolded him, "Why are you yelling so loudly for? You don't have to shout so loudly to know your husband is fine! Bullying the widow! "
Qiao Mo was wronged, "..."
Did … Did she yell very loudly?
Xiao Yan held onto the door frame, pushed the young lady behind him inside, and said to the lady: "Big Aunt, I haven't seen my wife for a month, it's been a while, please forgive me."
The aunt immediately beamed with joy, "As a young man, I can forgive you!" I can understand that! You guys continue, I'll go rest first! Handsome, tell your wife to whisper as much as possible! "Uhm, just leave me your number!"
Xiao Yan was extremely patient and gave him his number.
She happily hugged her cellphone and went downstairs.
Closing the door, Qiao Mo was unhappy. She pouted and said, "Why did you give your phone number to Auntie?"
What if Auntie wanted to scheme against him?
"Jealous of an aunt?" Xiao Yan laughed, bent over and hugged her again, teasing: "Be quiet later, don't call the neighbors over."
Qiao Mo bit her lips, and struck him with her small fist: "Isn't, isn't it all your …!"
Bang! So powerful.
"Alright, I'll have to trouble you tonight to sleep in my embrace."
Qiao Mo was carried to her bedroom. Looking at the collapsed bed, she sighed and said, "It's all because of you …"
Xiao Yan caught hold of her small hands and gently kissed her fingertips, "Don't be mad, go buy a sturdy good bed tomorrow.
Qiao Mo was speechless, "..."
… ….
To Furniture City.
The shop assistant led Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo, "Are you two here to look at the crib? Our crib here is of many styles. What do you two want? "
Qiao Mo's heart was suddenly pricked.
The crib. They wouldn't be able to buy it for the rest of their lives.
Xiao Yan could sense that something was wrong with the woman beside him. He extended his hand and held her small hand tightly, changing the topic, he calmly said to the clerk: "We will buy a bed for adults."
The shop assistant gave a cryptic smile and led them to another area. She introduced one of them: "This one is not bad. You can lie down and try. "
Qiao Mo's small mouth twitched: There's no need to try, just this!
Xiao Yan lowered his handsome face, and whispered into her ear: "Wife, if I don't try lying down, how would I know?"
Hugging the little woman, he lay down on the bed.
Qiao Mo struggled, "If you want to try, try it yourself!"
How embarrassing ….
Xiao Yan bent over, reached out and patted the bed, asking his in detail: "This bed, are you sure you want to roll this way, and that no matter how you hit it, it will not break?"
Qiao Mo really wanted to cut off his tongue …
Why?
The shop assistant smiled brightly. "Yes, how do you want to get lost? No matter how you hit him, he won't be bad."
Qiao Mo could no longer hold it in and pulled Xiao Yan away.
"No, I'm not buying it!"
Xiao Yan pulled her back, "What are you afraid of, between husband and wife, this kind of thing is legal. The State shall promote the movement of couples in circles. "
Qiao Mo: "..."
… ….
After buying the bed, Qiao Mo walked out of the Furniture City with her face red.
Xiao Yan pulled her small hands and pulled her into his embrace, then asked: "Are you cold?"
The weather in Qingcheng was about the same as in Seahold, warm and cold at first glance.
Qiao Mo rolled her eyes at him. "It was originally very cold, but now you say it so that it makes my heart red and my body warm up."
Xiao Yan laughed, "Isn't that good?"
"Ignore you …!"
The man was still teasing her in her ear. "We'll try it when the bed comes home tonight."
Qiao Mo was annoyed, "I'm not sleeping with you tonight, I'm tired and tired …"
Beneath her thin white skin, her eyes were suffused with a greenish black ring.
Xiao Yan reached out and caressed her dark circles, "Why did you sleep so badly?"
Qiao Mo glared at him, "This is all your fault..."
Don't let people sleep.
"Little Mo, be good. I'll let you have a good rest tonight, okay?"
Qiao Mo could not resist laughing, but her little fist still pounded on his chest, "I always say that, but she's still so fierce …"
Xiao Yan held her ice-cold little hand tightly and hid it inside his opened coat.
On the main street, a young, passionate man and woman were tightly hugging each other.
The little girl was so obedient as she hugged his neck and tiptoed to kiss the man's lips. "Ah Yan, I really missed you too —"
Xiao Yan's chin was pressed on top of her head, he coldly snorted, "Now you know you missed me? Why did you let go of me when someone just gave you a few words of encouragement? "
Qiao Mo was already in the wrong, she pursed her lips and admitted her mistake guiltily: "I will never be like this again. This time, I left home without saying anything. It was my fault, Ah Yan, can you forgive me this time …? "
Xiao Yan evaluated objectively: "Your attitude towards admitting your wrongs is sincere after all. This time, I reluctantly let you go. "However..."
The man's gaze became serious and his tone became serious and cautious as he said word by word, "Qiao, Mo, there won't be a next time."
Qiao Mo took a deep breath and snuck back into his embrace. She hugged his long waist tightly, "Ah Yan, the overcoat I made is really warm, isn't it?"
Xiao Yan lowered his head and kissed her, puckering up her lips. With a vague voice, he said, "Yes, it's very warm.
Qiao Mo lifted her little face. After so many days of longing, she abandoned her modesty and no longer cared about anything else. She raised her head, accepting his hot and moist kiss.
A long kiss in the cold wind, lingering.
After the long and suffocating kiss ended, Xiao Yan kissed her lips as if he didn't see it at all and spoke in a low, hoarse voice: "Little Mo, come with me to Seahold."
It was unknown whether it was because of the wind or because Qiao Mo's eyes were red, but she cheerfully replied: "But I've only left home for half a month, and now I've been caught by you and brought back home, is it … Is it too embarrassing? "
Xiao Yan's eyes revealed a fierce light as he knitted his brows and said, "Oh? How long do you want to run away from home? "
Half a month passed …. Not enough?
This half a month, every single day, was like a year or even ten years. How could she have the face to say that?
Xiao Yan held her waist tightly with his big hands, lowered his head, and took a punitive bite of her lips.
"Alright, let's go home."
The two of them embraced each other as they strolled in the cold wind. Their fingers were tightly clasped together, but they didn't feel cold at all.
… ….
After returning to Sea City, Xiao Yan had always carefully taken care of Qiao Mo's emotions.
It was not like Qiao Mo couldn't tell that, but he deliberately avoided the topic of a child, not wanting her to be harmed in the slightest.
But having no children was the downfall of this marriage.
Just as Su Qing Wan had said, how could such an outstanding Xiao Yan not have an heir?
"Ah Yan, let's try our best to give birth to a child."
Qiao Mo said as she grabbed his arm.
Xiao Yan lowered his face and spoke softly: "Tomorrow, we will go and inspect it. If western medicine doesn't work, then we will look at it, and if internal medicine doesn't work, then we will look at it abroad, and if there is even a little hope, we will not give up, Xiao Mo, promise me, even if the result is still not good, you will not easily leave, and there is nothing more important than you staying by my side."
Qiao Mo hugged this man. If it was Xiao Yan who was a little more affectionate, then forget it, but he was actually so deep in love. This love, this marriage, made it hard for Qiao Mo to let go.
"I know."
… ….
When he went to the hospital for an examination, he met Su Qingwan.
When Xiao Yan went to get the report, Qiao Mo was sitting alone on the bench waiting for him.
Su Qingwan, who was wearing a white gown, was slightly shocked when she saw Qiao Mo.
In next to no time, their gazes met.
Su Qingwan was the first to speak, "I didn't expect you to come back. Have you figured out whether you want to continue being selfish and stay by Ah Yan's side, or are you really planning to harm Ah Yan for the rest of your life? "
Qiao Mo smiled lightly, "I've thought it through. Miss Su, I cannot give you the seat beside Ah Yan. "
"Jean? Why would I, Su Qingwan, need you to voluntarily give up your seat? You cannot give birth to an heir, so this marriage will happen again and again sooner or later. Qiao Mo, just you wait! "
Qiao Mo's gaze quietly fell on her exquisite features which were slightly angered. "I'm waiting."
Su Qingwan sneered. She still wanted to say something, but Xiao Yan had already brought back the report.
Su Qingwan snorted and turned around. The white coat had left the long corridor.
When Xiao Yan saw Su Qingwan's figure, he took large strides.
When he was in front of Qiao Mo, he pursed his lips and tightened his jaw as he asked: "What did she say to you?"
Qiao Mo shook her head, "It's nothing, I'm just a kid who got embarrassed and got angry because she couldn't get the candy."
Qiao Mo looked at the report in his hand, "The report is out, let's go find a doctor."
Just as she was about to turn around, Xiao Yan suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Little Mo."
"Hmm?"
Xiao Yan frowned slightly as he said, "No matter what others say, you only need to stay in my embrace. You don't need to care about anything."
Qiao Mo laughed, then held his hand and smiled: "I won't leave, don't be so nervous."
… ….
After returning to the New Garden Villa from the hospital, this time, Xiao Yan was determined to taste every kind of posture.
He either didn't believe it or couldn't control it.
Time after time, he climbed to the peak of love.
Qiao Mo was sweating profusely in his arms, but after doing it again and again, he still wanted her unknowingly.
In such an intense moment of joy, Qiao Mo was almost drained of all hope. She held his face, and finally shed bitter tears.
In the few days since she came back from Qingcheng, Qiao Mo could not count the number of times he asked her for a single day.
Every time, it had to be very deep.
However, there was no reaction from her stomach at all.
If it was a normal woman, she would have gotten pregnant a long time ago, but her stomach didn't move at all …
"Ah Yan, maybe I really can't conceive of a child, how about … "How about …"
"How about what?" Xiao Yan pinched her chin, his serene gaze stared intently at her clear eyes, as he questioned her coldly.
Before Qiao Mo could finish speaking, Xiao Yan's strict gaze had already forced her into a corner.
"Little Mo, you want to push me to another woman so badly?"
Qiao Mo closed her eyes slightly, and said in despair: "If I could be pregnant with a child, how would I push you to another woman …?"
Xiao Yan grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his embrace and warned her in a low voice: "Listen carefully, if I, Xiao Yan, am born with a child, then my birth mother must be a woman named Qiao Mo."