obsessed with love

Chapter 166 Breaking the Bottom Line
In fact, Qiao Anming has no experience of venting anger with women. Gu Lan is soft-tempered, and he has always followed her, so in the 20 years of marriage, the two respect each other as guests, and they have never blushed at all. Let him break through the bottom line for the first time.

It's even worse now, obviously she is unreasonable, but he still has to be patient, Baba came to the door to apologize.

"I'm sorry, my tone was a bit harsh just now. Who said I don't feel bad? Your forehead is scalded like this, and you still refuse to take medicine. You are clearly trying to anger me!"

It's really, both soft and hard, fool Du, you have no room to parry, in the end she could only swallow the medicine obediently with her head down, but her expression was still stiff!

Anyway, she is a patient, and a patient has the power to do whatever she wants.

Qiao Anming didn't get annoyed anymore, if she wanted to make a fuss, he would let her do it, it was the first time he accommodated a woman like this, it was actually a little sweet.

In the end, Uncle Qiao served Du Meiren to bed, watched her fall asleep, and then got up to leave, but as soon as he arrived at the living room, he heard the door open, and Du Ruo stood there with bare feet, staring pitifully into his eyes, disappointed A sentence: "Can you not leave today, stay with me..."

It's such a twists and turns feeling, it's so annoying!
Because of the fever, Du Ruo's body was extremely hot, and she felt cold, so she desperately burrowed into Qiao Anming's arms, but she didn't know that such a hot and soft body was going to burn into his heart.

"Can you stay still? Go to bed quickly! She's still sick." Qiao Anming restrained her temper and tucked her quilt, but Du Meiren suddenly became excited and tossed and turned in his arms.

How to let her sleep!He was actually willing to stay and spend the night with her, how could she waste it in vain.

Seeing that she was not sleepy, Qiao Anming hugged her and asked softly, "Can't sleep? Then talk, tell me, are you still angry?"

Du Ruo bowed his back, turned his butt to Qiao Anming, and did not answer.

He secretly smiled, fingered the ends of her hair, and slowly explained: "I know you're going to be angry, but I don't want you to suffer unnecessarily for me, so the medicine must be taken, and you can blame me, I will admit it."

The person in his arms didn't move, so he stopped and continued: "Du Ruo, I'm sorry, I can't promise you anything now, maybe, I will never be able to promise you anything, because of this, I will do my best to make you happy. You don't get hurt. If you get hurt for me, I can't forgive myself."

With a deep male voice, always deep and bottomless, hugging himself, saying these heart-warming words, Du Ruo couldn't help turning his head and meeting his eyes...

This is the first time the word "promise" has been mentioned between them, this beautiful but vicious word, the most precious thing in love, she has understood from the very beginning that she cannot mention it, once mentioned, she will be hurt once, so she Fingers up, covering his lips.

"Shh... don't go on. I understand what you want to say. I knew who you were before I met you, and I knew who I was, so I should have known myself. What happened today was something I didn't think about for a while. I understand, I won't do it in the future!"

Qiao Anming's heart aches, because of her "deep understanding of righteousness" and her own "powerlessness and cruelty".

The most regrettable thing in life is not being able to give the best thing to the one he loves. Qiao Anming felt very guilty, so he could only turn this despair into tenderness, push away her fingers, embrace her and kiss intensively...

Just let all the pain in his heart die in his arms. Forever and ever is so extravagant. Once you pamper him, you should also be happy once. As for the "promise", as long as you don't mention it, treat it as if it doesn't exist.

Du Ruo responded with a broken heart, her body temperature was hot, and all the grievances disappeared after entanglement all the way.

After all the lingering, Du Ruo finally broke out a little sweat, panting and snuggled into his arms, holding each other tightly through the sticky sweat stains on their respective bodies.

Still not sleepy, he chatted with her.

"It's too cold in your room. Let me change your place. There must be heating."

"Where should I go? A museum?"

"What museum?" Qiao Anming didn't know, so Du Ruo stuck out his tongue and explained guiltily: "It's just your villa in the suburbs. When I went there for the first time, it felt like I entered a museum. It was all cold and solemn. It's not as good as mine. This kennel is strong."

Qiao Anming was stabbed by her words, such a good house, decorated by a famous artist, became a museum in her mouth.

"You don't like it? What kind of place do you like?"

Du Ruo tilted his head, seemingly thinking deeply.

"Well... my ideal house does not need to be very big, but it must be warm and bright. It is best to have a plush carpet, because I like to step on the ground with bare feet, and there must be a lot of lights, because I am afraid of the dark. ..."

"just this?"

"No, so I don't ask too much, it's very simple, right?" She smiled playfully, making Qiao Anming unable to help but want to scratch her nose again.

She blocked it with her hand: "Hey, why do you keep scratching my nose? This action is so like a father playing with his daughter!"

"Father? At my age, I am indeed old enough to be your father."

"No, it's not bad, at least..." She glanced down Qiao Anming's broad and solid shoulders, and finally sighed: "At least in some respects, I still don't look old!"

Qiao Anming finally understood, and suppressed a smile to pinch her delicate waist. Du Ruo was the most ticklish, giggling and hiding, but was soon pulled into his arms by him, all the way down with his fingers, still panting for breath. She asked in her ear: "Which aspect is this? Do you want to try again!"

Du Ruo couldn't fight, so he simply acted foolishly, turned around to protect his chest, and yelled: "Qiao Anming, why didn't I realize that you have the potential to be a hooligan!"

"Hahaha... I only know now, it's too late!" Finally unable to hold back, being thoroughly amused by her, Qiao Anming gently stroked her shoulders, pulled her into his arms again, rubbed her chin against her hair, and said affectionately: " Don't call me by my full name, it sounds uncomfortable."

"What do you call you? Mr. Qiao? Mr. Qiao? An Ming? Mingming...?" The more she talked, the more she got lost. Talking to you, can I call you Old Joe?"

Old Joe?

Qiao Anming smiled helplessly, acquiescing.

Du Ruo felt that it was a novelty, and rubbed into his arms and called those two words in various tones.

"Old Qiao...Old-qiao...Old Qiao..." Susu greasy, all the moisture in his mouth breathed on his chest.

Qiao Anming kneaded her tightly, her heart was full, as if a big thing had been put into it, the whole heart was filled with solid warmth.

It turns out that it feels so good to have someone you love.

On the second day, both of them overslept, and it was already past 9 o'clock when they woke up.

In Qiao Anming's life experience of nearly 20 years, this seems to be his most indulgent sleep.Looking at his watch, he frowned and hurriedly got up and got dressed.

Du Ruo seemed very dissatisfied with Haomeng being awakened by him, muttered lazily a few times, and opened his eyes, Qiao Anming was already fully dressed and standing in front of the bed.

He tried the temperature on her forehead again with his palm, it seemed that it was not as hot as last night.

"The fever should not subside. Do you want me to take you to the hospital today?"

"No, I'm not going there. I'll take another antipyretic later. You have to believe that the medicine you developed by yourself will definitely have the effect of curing the disease!"

Qiao Anming saw that she was in good spirits and her complexion improved a lot, so she didn't push her anymore. She lifted the coat on the bedside and put it on, squatting on the ground to put on her shoes.

Du Ruo lay on the edge of the bed with the quilt rolled up, and asked pitifully, "You want to go?"

"Well, there is still something to do in the company. I have to go to the base in the afternoon. You can sleep a little longer. I will call Xiao Zhang to bring you lunch at noon!"

"Farewell, it's too ostentatious. I asked him to deliver the contraceptive pills yesterday, and today I ask him to deliver the meals. I have a thin skin and I can't handle it!"

Qiao Anming scratched her nose again, and said warmly: "Okay, then forget it if you don't like it, go out for lunch by yourself, and call me if you need something."

Du Ruo quickly retracted into the quilt, coquettishly and unconvinced: "I cut my nose again, it's collapsed, old Qiao!"

Qiao Anming smiled and helped her tuck the quilt: "I will call you some time, take care of your body temperature, and remember to take medicine!"

"Got it, old Joe, you're so long-winded!"

She seemed to be addicted to calling this title, and after hearing it a few times, Qiao Anming reluctantly accepted it!
Mo Youting woke up early in the morning, and the moment he went downstairs, he felt that the atmosphere in the restaurant was not right. His parents were all there, and the servants were serving them breakfast. Hu Ma, who had brought Mo Youting up since he was a child, winked at him frequently. Mo Youting understood and thought Sneak out the side door next to the stairs.

"Where are you going if you don't have breakfast early in the morning?" Mo Shichang sipped the porridge slowly, buried his head and shouted in a cold tone.

Mo Youting could only stop when he reached the door!

If he can escape today, he cannot escape tomorrow, he deserves to suffer, and he will never miss a meal.

Tan Meng must have complained to his parents. If he hadn't come back late last night, he would probably have received this training last night, so Mo Youting simply stopped hiding, retreated to the restaurant, and replied with a smile: "No where to."

"Then since you're not going out, let's have breakfast at home. It's rare to see you come back to live here once, and you don't see anyone all day long. I don't know what you're up to!" Mo Shichang's porridge had bottomed out, and his cold tone was a little bit Angry, he raised his head and looked at his son scratching his ear and laughing not far away.

Qi Meizhen who was next to her hurriedly pulled Mo Youting to sit beside her, and then told Hu's mother to prepare breakfast for him.

It was rare for a family of three to sit down and have a meal. Mama Hu felt that this morning was particularly beautiful.

"Tingting, Uncle Tan called your father last night, saying that Tan Meng was beaten up in the bar and went home crying, what's going on?"

She was beaten?She hit someone else!It's true that the villain will file a complaint first!Mo Youting murmured in his heart, but he replied: "She was beaten? She is such a ruthless character, how would anyone dare to beat her?"

This vile complaint, he felt wronged for Zheng Xiaoran!
Seeing her son's snort, Qi Meizhen continued patiently: "I also heard what you Uncle Tan said, and it seemed that he was still beating quite hard, and he was sent to the police station. Today, you can buy something and go to her house to have a look. It's a gift." She apologized to her face."

"Apologize? She was beaten, why should I apologize?"

"Didn't you get beaten by your so-called girlfriend? Tan Rongcheng, who wants to save face, actually called me overnight because of Tan Meng's beating, and his attitude was already very bad. You don't want to apologize , What's the matter?" Mo Shichang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly answered in a very bad tone.

"Has Tan Meng been beaten? Did you see her injured? She obviously beat someone else, and the one who was beaten didn't say anything. Why should she sue the villain first!"

"So, do you admit that the woman who beat Tan Meng is your girlfriend? Now that you have a girlfriend, why don't you bring it back for us to meet? Is it shameful or something?"

"There's nothing shameful about it. Anyway, I won't apologize to Tan Meng. Whether she cries or makes trouble, what does it have to do with me?"

"You bastard! Tan Rongcheng is such a daughter, she is usually reluctant to beat her, but she was beaten by those dubious women outside you. How can he swallow this tone! So this time, you have to go!"

"I'm not going! I'm going to go by yourself!" Mo Youting was also ruthless this time, and waved his hand, as if swearing to die.

Qi Meizhen saw that the two of them were pinching each other again, so she quickly interjected and turned off the fire: "Okay, Tingting, can't you talk to your dad properly? You are indeed wrong about this time, go and apologize to Tan Meng, coax me, What's the problem?"

"How did I get it wrong? It was Tan Meng who caused trouble and beat people in the bar. Why should I apologize! Do you know how badly that girl was beaten by her classmates? She was bleeding!"

"What girl?" Mo Shichang suddenly roared angrily: "The kind of girl who can hit people casually when she is drunk in a bar is not a good thing in my opinion! It's fine if you play outside on weekdays, but those Dumb women, don't even think about entering the door of my Mo family, Tan Meng is my daughter-in-law, I have the final say on this matter!"

"Why? It's my marriage, my wife, why are you in charge!" Mo Youting has been under the control of his father for more than 20 years. In recent years, he has become more and more rebellious. This time he was even more angry, so he suppressed The contradictions of so many years have been stimulated along the way.

Seeing his son's bad tone and attitude, Mo Shichang slapped the table, stood up and shouted, "Why? Just because I'm your father! Just because I've raised you for more than 20 years! You haven't achieved anything until now, if you weren't for me Can Mo Shichang's son marry Tan Rongcheng's daughter?"

"Then what do you mean, I married Tan Meng because of your favor? I still have to thank you?" Mo Youting also stood up, with a sad smile on the corner of his mouth, and replied coldly: "Obviously it's your own selfishness. Borrow Tan Rongcheng's power! Don't talk too much about yourself. For all these years, besides giving birth to me, what else have you done for me! Do you know what this is called? This is called commercial marriage, this is called collusion between officials and businessmen, use you Son's marriage, to satisfy your own selfish desires!"

All the grievances and anger that have been held for so long have all been vented at once!

Mo Shichang was stunned for a few seconds by his yelling, then he picked up the cup on the table and threw it at him.

"Get out! Get out! You bastard!"

The glass brushed against Mo Youting's forehead, and it felt dry and cracked in an instant... He sneered, turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, Mama Hu was walking in with breakfast.

"Master, master? Your breakfast is ready, do you want to leave before you eat?"

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Then came Qi Meizhen's voice with a little disappointment: "Shichang, didn't you agree to talk to your son? Father and son rarely meet each other, why do they break up every time?"

"I also want to have a good talk with your precious son, and that's only if he is willing! I've been spoiled by you, I don't have the skills, I'm fooling around all day long, but you are used to bad habits..."

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The words were cold, and each sentence pierced into Mo Youting's ears, full of the loss caused by his father, and the emptiness and fatigue that had been hidden for so many years.

He is the only son of the Mo family, with Wan Guan's family business. Everyone in front of people has to call him "Master Mo", but he himself knows that this young master Mo is idle, and it is entirely by this surname that he has been able to live comfortably for so many years.

Mo Youting drove the car around the city, and finally turned to the downstairs where Du Ruo lived. After smoking a cigarette, he still called Zheng Xiaoran.

"...I'm sorry, Tan Meng beat you in the bar yesterday. Was it serious? Did you go to the hospital? I'll pay the medical expenses!"

Zheng Xiaoran was still at the company and didn't go out to eat, and the office was empty, so she just squeezed her mobile phone, listening to Mo Youting's apology that wasn't an apology, and she didn't feel angry at all.

"Skin trauma, you don't need to go to the hospital, just take care of it for a few days, I can still afford the medical expenses, don't bother you, Mr. Mo!" After that, he hung up the phone resolutely.

Mo Youting turned the phone, the smoke on his fingertips had already burned to the top...

The glass window next to my ear was knocked, and Du Ruo stood outside the car and asked, "Mo Youting, why are you here?"

He was startled, he didn't expect Du Ruo to appear suddenly, so he could only snuff out the cigarette butt, quickly put away his cell phone and replied, "Just passing by, I came to see you."

"Look at me? What's so interesting about me?" Du Ruo smiled and seemed in a good mood. Mo Youting opened the car door and got off, and stood in front of her. The embarrassment of the mountain.

But as soon as Du Ruo looked up, he saw blood oozing from Mo Youting's forehead.

"Yeah, what happened to your forehead?"

Only then did Mo Youting remember that his forehead hurt, probably because he was injured by the cup thrown by Mo Shichang when he went out just now, so he could only hold it down with his hands, and replied vaguely: "It's nothing, I knocked it accidentally .”

Du Ruo didn't ask any more questions, but just laughed and teased: "You and Xiao Ran are really a pair of treasures. Yesterday she was injured on her forehead, and today you are injured again. Let's make an appointment! Haha..."

Mo Youting lowered his head again, scratched his head with a perfunctory smile, and asked, "Have you been in the city these few days?"

"Well, I won't be returning to Mount Wumu for the time being, until the company informs me."

"Oh..." After that, he didn't know what to do next. Just when Du Ruo's phone rang, she took out the phone and looked at the screen. She quickly turned her back to pick it up, and deliberately lowered her voice: "...Why did you call me so soon? ?”

Qiao Anming was about to attend a meeting, and wanted to ask her about her situation before leaving, but Du Meiren came up with just one sentence, and he deliberately asked in a cold voice: "What's the matter? Don't want me to call you?"

"No, what does that mean!" Du Ruo had already started laughing, her brows and eyes were dizzy, and her tone was delicate. Qiao Anming knew that she couldn't stand the teasing, so she returned to her normal tone: "I don't have time in the afternoon, so I'm taking the time to talk to you now." Would you like to make a phone call? Have you taken antipyretics? Are you feeling unwell? "

"After taking the medicine, the fever has almost subsided. I just went out for lunch. Everything is fine. You can go to work with peace of mind." She explained in great detail, and chuckled from time to time...

Mo Youting stood behind her, listening to those sweet words, his heart was very blocked.

The phone call continued, and the voice on the phone became louder.

"...By the way, Du Ruo, I have arranged for someone to take care of your friend's matter."

"Is it done? So fast? How much is the compensation to the bar?"

"Fortunately, it's less than I expected, but the bottles of wine she smashed are more expensive. You have to remind your friend, remember to read the words on the bottles next time you smash someone!"

"...What, next time?..."

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(End of this chapter)