hello cold husband

Chapter 212 This Man Is His Sore Spot

Qiao Xiaoan was sitting on the leather chair, holding a pair of Kitty cat slippers in his hand. When he threw them on the ground, his feet with transparent nail polish put them into the shoes, and looked up at the gentlemanly Yunmo.

"Ah Mo, I'm not stupid, I simply trusted them both too much, so they got together, and I was still in the dark."

"Stupid, stupid, don't admit it."

Yun Mo turned around and walked into the living room, put the official document on the sofa, while loosening the tie in his suit, as if joking with her.

Qiao Xiaoan also followed in, and nestled into the sofa, "You really are, you were so affectionate to me just now, and now you are hitting me like this."

"Then do you have a long memory? Don't trust others easily in the future."

She hugged a pillow and looked over, "I don't trust anyone except you."

"Thank you for your trust." Yun Mo took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, unscrewed his briefcase again, walked around the sofa and walked to the stairs, "Go upstairs first."

She also got up and hurried upstairs, "Ah Mo, wait for me."

The two of them returned to the bedroom. Before Yun Mo could put down the briefcase in his hand, Qiao Xiao'an, who was behind him, went around to meet him, and embraced his neck enthusiastically.

When I met his eyes, my eyes were full of admiration, and I blinked and smiled at him, "Ah Mo, in order to thank you for protecting my face today, I decided to take the initiative to warm your bed."

Then, she leaned on his shoulder, pressed her moist lips against his ear, and said sweetly, "Ah Mo, I miss you so much, so much, so much...I want you."

When she raised her head again, she bit her lip, and when she met his eyes, there was a little more spark in his calm and calm gaze.

And looked at her so affectionately.

After a while, his breathing became rapid, and the hands hanging on both sides of his body couldn't help but clenched her shoulders tightly, tightly, tightly.

It was so tight that she could feel that even his palm against her shoulder was extremely hot.

He was about to kiss her, but she pulled away, "I'm going to take a shower, Mo, wait for me."

I don't know when it started, but the two have become more and more in harmony.

Watching Qiao Qiao's petite figure get into the bathroom, there is a fire burning in Yun Mo's body, burning.

While waiting for her to take a bath, in order to calm down the emotions, Yun Mo took a book in the bedroom.

It is a foreign economist who studies the data analysis of e-commerce market.

All in English.

Sitting on the head of the bed, he opened it and looked carefully.

I don't know if it's because Qiao Qiao's figure is all in my mind, so that I just couldn't sit still after reading a paragraph.

But still pretending to be calm, he opened the pages one by one.

The bedroom was so quiet, only the rustling of turning the pages of the book could be heard, as well as his gradually subsiding breathing.

After a while, he really couldn't calm down, his eyes left the pages of the book, and fell on the two potted sunflowers in front of the French window.

It seems that the mind is far away.

Until, Jojo's shout came from the bedroom.

"Amo!"

When I lifted it again, I saw Qiao Qiao wiping his head and coming out, "I forgot to take the bathroom, help me."

He put the book on the pillow at the head of the bed and got up.

Holding a Ruoda white bath towel, he walked to the door of the bathroom in a few strides, "Here."

Taking the bathroom from him, Qiao Xiaoan felt flustered and flustered, like a deer bumping around.

After more than four months of marriage, how can I be more excited than the wedding night in the bridal chamber.

It seems that his charm has a permanent shelf life and can stir up waves in her heart at any time.

When she came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, he was still standing at the door, but with another towel in his hand.

Looking at her red and lovely cheeks, he plucked the wet hair on her forehead for her, bent down and kissed her lips, "Wait for me."

"Yeah." Her heart suddenly beat faster and panicked.

When the bathroom door was gently closed, she was still leaning against the wall, smiling foolishly.

Really, in fact, they are already considered old couples, at least they have lived together many times.

Why is it that I am still so looking forward to and throbbing.

Ha ha!

Qiao Xiaoan smirked.

When I turned back and turned around, I saw Yun Mo's silhouette standing under the shower on the glass door, reflected in the bright light, it was so sexy and charming.

Just fantasizing about him is enough to feel happy.

What a nympho.

She couldn't help laughing to herself.

After a while, he left the bathroom door.

Being bored at leisure, I walked around in the bedroom, from the balcony on this side to the balcony on the other side.

This bedroom is particularly airy, with floor-to-ceiling windows and balconies on the left and right. This is the first double-balcony bedroom she has ever seen.

Finally, Qiao Xiaoan pulled up the curtains, covering her airtightly.

In order not to be disturbed by such trivial matters after halfway done.

She finds it funny just thinking about it by herself.

He turned around the room again, and when he sat on the head of the bed, he saw the book he had put on the pillow.

Although the cover was in English, she picked it up and looked at it casually. There were not a few words she was familiar with, but she could understand a thing or two about the data analysis report above, which seemed to be about the history of e-commerce development at home and abroad.

Flipping through it again, his eyes were attracted by the photos that fell out of the pages.

Pick it up from the ground.

It's a color photo from the 80s.

Ah Mo's father is holding Ah Mo, standing in front of the oil painting background, the father and son are very warm.

Well, she was sure, it was when Ah Mo's father and Ah Mo were young.

The relationship between the two is that of father and son.

The man in the photo is ninety percent similar in charm and appearance to Ah Mo when he was young.

It's just that the clothes at that time were not as fashionable and tasteful as they are now.

The Zhongshan suits of the older generation are gray and white, but they bring out the heroic and handsome appearance of Ah Mo's father even more.

Qiao Xiaoan's eyes lingered and switched between the father and son, and finally fell on the young version of Ah Mo.

He seems to be three or four years old, he is just a childlike innocence, and he also has a childish smile on his face, unlike now, he always looks cold.

When I was a child, Ah Mo wore black leather shoes, white stockings, blue shorts, and a white short-sleeved shirt, which looked like a navy suit, very cute.

After being married for so long, Ah Mo never mentioned his father.

The only time I heard it from my grandfather, I felt that Ah Mo and his father would have a rough and tangled story.

She was faintly curious, but also uneasy.

Looking at this picture, I unconsciously guessed.

So distracted that he didn't even realize that Ah Mo came out with a bath towel around him after taking a shower.

Until he stood on the head of the bed, his slender legs and some sexy black hair appeared in her peripheral vision.

She looked up along the man's legs, and saw him standing in front of her wearing a white towel, his eyes also fell on the photo in her hand.

In his eyes, there was darkness and ambiguity, as well as deep gloom, and also a hint of anger.

Seems like she shouldn't have touched his picture.

She quickly put the photo back into the book, closed the book and handed it to him, "Ah Mo, I didn't mean to read your book."

"..." He took the book, opened the pages again, found the photo, and held it in his hand.

She didn't dare to ask more questions, but just looked at him cautiously.Perhaps aware of her uneasiness, he reached out and rubbed her head, "It's okay, you can read any book on the shelf if you want. As for the man in this photo..."

　(Xiao Shi's completed book "First Marriage and Love: Husband Don't Be Too Bad" Wife: Husband, aren't you tired? Go to sleep. Husband: I can be more tired. It's over, you can watch it all at once for fun. Enough, pet article.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)