hello cold husband

Chapter 127 Urging Pregnancy (2)

But Yun Mo remained calm and listened to Deng Jiaru's words seriously.

On the sharp-edged face, there was a calm, calm, and respectful expression.

He never refuted Deng Jiaru, even if she and her grandfather forced marriage in various ways, he still looked neither angry nor angry.

"Ah Mo, can you and Qiao Qiao let me hold my grandson and your grandpa hold the great-grandson?" Deng Jiaru put down the orange juice in his hand, looked back at Qiao Xiaoan, and patted her little hand, "Qiao Qiao, Can you fulfill the wish of mom and grandpa?"

Qiao Xiao'an nodded, and looked at Ah Mo for help, hoping that Ah Mo would make a statement.

Yun Mo and her stared at each other for a moment, relatively silent.

Deng Jiaru added, "If I have a little grandson by my side, I will be in a good mood, and I won't have insomnia anymore."

Only then did Yun Mo slowly lift his thin lips, "Within half a year."

"..." Deng Jiaru didn't seem to hear clearly, and when he looked at him, he frowned tightly, and then he repeated, "Within half a year."

"really?"

"Ah."

"You can't drink, not even once, maybe you'll get pregnant the time you drink."

"..." Yun Mo then withdrew his gaze from Deng Jiaru, and fell on Qiao Xiaoan's face in surprise. Seeing her lower her head in embarrassment, she realized that she had colluded with Deng Jiaru.

"Ah Mo, did you hear that you are not allowed to drink even once, and you can't let Qiao Qiao drink."

"Ah."

From Yun Mo's slightly frowned brows and gloomy eyes, Qiao Xiao'an seemed to have noticed something.

Fearing that he would expose his mother to pretend to be sick, he quickly picked up the orange juice on the table and handed it to Deng Jiaru, "Mom, don't you have chest tightness, drinking some orange juice will make you feel better."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, my chest is a little stuffy."

……

……

Going back from the old house after dinner and sitting in Ah Mo's car, Qiao Xiaoan was in a good mood and kept humming cheerful songs without speaking.

Taking advantage of the intersection ahead, Yun Mo stopped and waited for the red light, then turned his head to look at her cheerful appearance, "You know Mom pretends to be sick?"

"..." The singing stopped, and Qiao Xiaoan fell silent.

"..." Yun Mo was quietly waiting for her answer.

"How do you know?" Qiao Xiaoan smiled naively.

At this time, the yellow light stopped and the green light came on. Yun Mo slowly let go of the killing car. He put on the accelerator, and the car moved forward steadily.

But the answer was irrelevant, "But it's also good, I don't have to worry about the relationship between your mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

She pressed, "Ah Mo, how do you know that mom is pretending to be sick?"

"She often fakes illness."

"..."

"A trick I used when I was young."

"Then why haven't you revealed it?"

"If she's happy, let her pretend."

"Ha, Ah Mo, I find that you are really filial."

"each other!"

……

……

On the night of the 26th.

Parting is near.

Tomorrow morning, Ah Mo will fly to country M to cut the ribbon.

Qiao Xiaoan was packing Yunmo's suitcase in front of the closet.

"Ah Mo, bring ten shirts, is that enough?"

"..." Yun Mo, who was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, did not answer.

She turned towards the bathroom again, poked her head, "I brought you five ties, and you don't need that many ties, okay?"

"..." Yun Mo looked at the washing mirror, sighed helplessly, finished brushing his teeth, wiped his mouth, and went out.

Next to the closet, Qiao Xiaoan tidied up neatly, folded one by one, and put them in the suitcase.

It's just that she packed a lot of clothes.

Just in time, she raised her head, met his gaze, and smiled at him, "Ah Mo, I brought you ten strips. If you don't have time to wash them, you can wear one and throw one away. Or bring them all back and I'll wash them for you." .”

He walked over, "The hotel will provide laundry services."

She got up and frowned tightly, "Ah, do you need someone else to wash it for you?"

"..."

"Or, you'd better wear one and throw the other away, and someone else will wash it for you, extra, what..."

After thinking about it, she still didn't like others washing his close-fitting clothes.It's like moving to the Pearl of the Orient, she likes to rub her hands every time after taking a shower.It doesn't matter if you hand over other clothes to Mama Wu for washing.

"Throw away?" Yunmo looked down at the clothes in the suitcase, "Do you know how much it costs?"

Also, his underwear must be very expensive.

Qiao Xiaoan sighed, looked up at her and said, "Otherwise, don't wash it yourself, bring it back, I will wash it for you, and I will bring you a few more, so that you don't have enough to wear."

As she said that, she turned around and went to look through the small compartments of the closet.

"Qiao Qiao." He took her arm and forced her to turn around, "I'm just going on a business trip, and I'll be back soon for seven or eight days, not for a long stay."

"The more clothes you bring, the more you need to change." Qiao Xiaoan took it for granted.

This was the first time she helped him pack his luggage for a long trip. He was very warm in his heart, but he was also a little helpless.

Gently holding her arms, looking into her eyes, "Do you want to fill it up so that I can stay there for a few more days?"

"No." She blinked and smiled, then said, "I wish you didn't go."

"Who was packing the clothes and humming a little song just now?" He pinched the tip of her nose, "As if wishing me to leave quickly."

"No."

"..."

"I just feel happy to help you pack your luggage."

"..." Yun Mo brushed the broken hair beside her ear.

"Amo, let me help you pack your luggage when you go on a business trip."

"Want me to travel more?"

"That's not what it means." She walked away from him, turned around and held the open wardrobe door, "I'll help you get some more pairs of socks."

"Don't pack up." He took her wrist and let her fall into his arms. "I'm going abroad tomorrow, and I'll be there for a week. Are you going to waste all your time packing up?"

"Always pack it up, your nine o'clock plane tomorrow morning."

"Don't clean it up." I just brushed my teeth and it smells good. "

In fact, even if he didn't brush his teeth, there was a faint freshness between his lips and teeth.

"Okay, stop making trouble, wait until I finish packing my luggage."

"..."

The next morning, Qiao Xiaoan got up earlier than usual.

After five o'clock, I went to the toilet. Today's aunt came a few hours earlier than usual.

(End of this chapter)