The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 139 No mention of divorce from now on!

Qiao Mo leaned against Xiao Yan's arms trembling, and was hugged tightly by his arms.

The tip of her nose and her cheeks were all buried in this man's chest.

The tip of his nose was filled with the cold fragrance of amber tobacco that belonged to him.

Her hands were dragged into the warm jacket by him, embracing his slender waist through a layer of wool sweater.

Jomo slowly tightened his hands, and took a deep breath in his arms.

"The matter of the divorce..."

Jomo finally opened his mouth.

Xiao Yan suddenly lowered his head, his dark eyes stared at her for a moment, and after looking at each other for three seconds, his lips fell down hard.

Jomer was unprepared and prepared for the moment, and his breath was taken away at once.

"Well……!"

Before she could react, he had already warned coldly: "Don't mention these two words again in the future, once again, it will not be such a simple punishment!"

Qiao Mo bit his lip, they are now... what do you mean?
She took a breath and said: "Xiao Yan, in fact, I have called you in the past two years, but your call has never been answered. Later, I changed the number directly. I... I am not I never thought about contacting you."

In New York, in such a strange environment, in the dead of night, every cell in her body was clamoring to return to his arms.

She also secretly called him in the middle of the night, unable to bear the pain, but no one answered.

If he answered the phone at that time, wouldn't it be a different scene now?
Or, even if the phone was connected, she didn't intend to say anything, but just listened quietly on the other end of the phone?

At that time, he had already forgotten her, and there would still be no change.

Xiao Yan nodded, and hugged her whole body in his arms with big hands, warming her cold body, "I know."

——He understands everything.

His warm kiss fell down suddenly, without any defense.

Jomer was forced to raise his face to bear his kiss.

Even though it was in the freezing cold, Qiao Mo felt that the kiss was so hot that it almost burned her.

At this time, people will speak out whatever is in their hearts.

Qiao Mo was no exception, she tightly grabbed the sweater around his waist, choked up slightly in between the passionate kisses, and said, "Xiao Yan, I really miss you..."

I want to think so much, in the dead of night, this kind of miss almost burns her.

She never thought that a kind of longing could travel through mountains and seas for a long time.

It was so hot that she never let go even if she endured all kinds of burning.

His kiss was impatient, like a young boy colliding with her lips and tongue. It was not gentle, even a little painful, but Qiao Mo had no intention of avoiding or resisting at all.

The lengthy kiss, they hadn't been intimate with each other for too long, breathing heavily, Xiao Yan's thin lips pressed against hers, rubbing gently.

Panting, the man said in a hoarse voice: "This place is not suitable for doing something closer, otherwise..."

His scorching breath, little by little, lingered on her cold little face.

Qiao Mo's face flushed suddenly, and there was a strange flush in his paleness.

She could feel that the big hand fixed on her waist, even through such a thick jacket, how hot the ironing temperature was, seeping into her pores bit by bit.

Jomo closed his eyes slightly, and leaned back into his arms safely.

The temperature in the snow cave was too cold, even if she was held in Xiao Yan's arms, she still shivered.

Qiao Mo didn't know when he fell asleep leaning against his chest, but this night was extremely long. In the second half of the night, both of them started to feel cold in their hands and feet. Qiao Mo was half awake and half asleep from the cold, hugging Xiao Yan's waist Ask softly: "Xiao Yan, will we be frozen to death here?"

He hugged her all the time, didn't sleep, and said indifferently: "No."

——Actually, even if we die here together, it would be fine.

When a person reaches this point, he will become very fragile. If he once felt that he could not say anything, he would be afraid that he would never have the opportunity to say it again.

Qiao Mo called him: "Xiao Yan..."

"Ok?"

"Can we stop arguing in the future?"

Don't be tit-for-tat anymore, and don't sneer at each other and each other as soon as you meet again.

"……Um."

Not knowing if she was awake or half confused, she stretched out her hand and hugged him even tighter.

He thought that this would be a good beginning for them, but in Qiao Mo's heart, it was a perfect ending.

Hands and feet became colder and colder, Qiao Mo leaned against his arms, unable to hold on, she murmured softly: "Xiao Yan, I really want to sleep..."

Xiao Yan raised his head and glanced at the sky of the Swiss Mountains, and snowflakes began to fall again. He patted Qiao Mo's cold cheek and said, "Don't sleep, hold on for a while, huh?"

Come to inspect the snow field in the morning, and should come very early. It is already past two o'clock, and there are still three hours at the latest. As long as you get through it, you will be fine. He hadn't adjusted well, thinking of this, Xiao Yan hugged her even tighter.

Both of them's breaths became cold, Xiao Yan kissed her forehead and called her: "Qiao Mo?"

"Huh?" There was sleepiness in her voice.

He said a word lightly, "I love you."

It was light, as if he didn't say it at all, but Qiao Mo, no matter how clear his frozen consciousness was, he still heard the phrase "I love you" clearly.

The person in his arms was startled for a moment, Qiao Mo's drowsiness was suddenly driven away, she raised her head from his arms, looked at him dully, after a long time, he smiled in relief, reached out and squeezed Pinching her nose and laughing, "Sure enough, I can't fall asleep."

From the looks of it, he was quite frightened.

Qiao Mo was stunned for a moment, unable to say a word: "..."

Her heart that had been raised for no reason was finally relieved by this sentence of explanation, but at this moment, she really couldn't sleep at all.

Life is really unpredictable, even at the moment before the accident, she would not believe that one day, she and Xiao Yan would be in a crisis like this quietly, but they would take care of each other in harmony, and they would be able to let go of their grudges and have a good chat .

At this moment, there was only each other left between them, no Song Xiazhi, no one else.

Xiao Yan kissed her cool forehead, and said in a hoarse voice: "If we can get out of here safely, Qiao Mo, give me a chance."

To be more precise, it is to give her and him a chance.

His tone was not serious, but Jomo understood what he meant.

The implication of Xiao Yan's words is that if they can get out alive, they will be with him.

But he forgot, after going out from here, it is dunya.

In the mundane world, there are past events that hinder them, and there is Song Xiazhi who can't escape no matter what. What lies between them is a time that has been blank for two years and does not belong to each other.

Jomo still nodded obediently, and reached out to hug him, "Okay, I promise you."

Around five o'clock in the morning, the patrol staff passed by and pulled the two of them up with a rope. Just as they went up, Qiao Mo was exhausted, his legs and feet gave way, and he fell into Xiao Yan's arms, unconscious.

"Jomo!"

She vaguely felt that she was hugged by a pair of arms, and that person kept rubbing her cold hands. She wanted to open her eyes to see who it was, but her eyelids were heavy and she couldn't see.

But at this moment, she really felt that this person really loved her.

……

Qiao Mo opened his eyes, and when he woke up, he was already in a small clinic near the foot of the snow mountain.

The surrounding whiteness stung her swollen eyes.

Xiao Yan sat by her hospital bed and watched over her. When she woke up, he touched her forehead and said, "I'll call the doctor."

The doctor came over to measure the temperature, checked again, and left after making sure there was nothing wrong.In the empty ward, there were only the two of them left.

She licked her dry and cracked lips, and before she could speak, Xiao Yan already poured a glass of warm water knowingly, helped her up, and handed it to her mouth.

She didn't do it herself, her arm was heavy like lead, she really didn't want to move, she was in a hurry to drink, Xiao Yan looked down at her warmly and said: "Drink slowly."

She finished drinking the water, looked up at him and said, "Don't you want to go back? You have been in Switzerland for several days, is the company okay? You can go back first..."

Xiao Yan put down the water glass and cut off her words, "I'm not busy, Assistant Zhao is here."

She said "Oh", without words, and was silent for a while, Xiao Yan looked at her blank expression with a funny face and asked: "Even now, you still have nothing to say to me?"

"……What do you want to hear?"

Xiao Yan raised her lips slightly, the words were quite fresh, she actually asked him what he wanted to hear, playfully: "I want to hear from you, Xiao Yan, this time you saved me, I will promise you with my body."

"Cough cough..."

Her pale cheeks were flushed abnormally, and the water she just drank seemed to be swallowed by her throat, and she coughed violently.

Xiao Yan calmly patted her slender back and said, "You can't even say such a thing, and you still ask me what I want to hear?"

Qiao Mo frowned and looked at him. How did he experience last night? How did he change so quickly?Rogue and rogue temperament, at a glance.

Xiao Yan seemed to see through her mind, raised his eyebrows, "You think I'm a rascal, don't you?"

Jomo was speechless: "..."

She was only temporarily unable to accept his 360-degree personality change.

In the morning in the Swiss mountains, it finally stopped snowing, and the early sun rose, and the warm sunshine poured in. There was also a hint of warmth in the originally cold ward.

Xiao Yan bought a box of warm milk and toast from the canteen outside. It is best to eat hot porridge at this time, but the conditions are limited, let's fill up the stomach first.

Qiao Mo leaned on the hospital bed, sipping toast and drinking warm milk, she was not used to Xiao Yan's thoughtfulness, she never thought about going back soon, she said silently: "I don't want to go back now .”

Although it was a statement, it was asking for his opinion, and she hoped that he would agree.

After all, now, she is still on his marriage certificate.

He smiled lightly and asked, "How long do you want to stay here? One month? Half a year? Or a year? Or even longer?"

Qiao Mo frowned at him, his tone was tepid, but it contained anger.

He had automatically planned her behavior as an escape, but she wasn't.

"Xiao Yan, I think we need to calm down and think about the divorce. Can you not..."

"Don't what?"

His brows and eyes were clearly smiling, but it was a sneer, colder than the white snow on the Swiss mountains.

"Don't ignore what I said like this. When I said divorce, I had thought about it for a long time, and I didn't just talk about it casually. Please face this issue squarely."

He snorted amusedly, "I ignore you? Jomo, who is ignoring whom? I remember I told you last night, don't mention those two words again, now, are you talking about it again? "

"...can you respect my opinion?"

(End of this chapter)