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

Chapter 140 The Love That Unites Body and Mind
The snow on the snow outside the window made the entire ward especially bright.

After Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo finished their awkward fight, they strode out of the ward with calm faces.

Jomo sat alone on the hospital bed, and the originally relaxed atmosphere between the two became stiff again.

Jomo covered his face and sighed deeply.

And Xiao Yan, who was standing outside the ward, never left. He frowned, standing in the corridor of the small clinic, leaning tall and tall against the white wall, frowning, smoking a cigarette.

The nurse who came and went occasionally reminded me kindly: "Sir, smoking is strictly prohibited here, please stop smoking."

Xiao Yan was agitated for a while, and quietly snuffed out the scarlet cigarette end at his fingertips.

The thumb and forefinger were slightly blackened from the heat.

The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, and the caller ID was Zhao Qian.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Zhao Qian on the other end replied: "Boss, Ms. Song Xiazhi has been asking about your itinerary. She said that she hasn't seen you for several days, and she still can't get through on the phone."

"Don't mention my coming to Switzerland to others for the time being. Just say that I'm on a business trip and I'll be back in a while."

After he gave his orders, he hung up the phone, and Qiao Mo, who was standing behind the ward, stared blankly at his silhouette.

I just find it a little funny.

Obviously, the bright and upright Mrs. Xiao on his marriage certificate is still her, but she has to be hidden by him, like a shameful third party.

Qiao Mo bit his lip and wanted to come out and tell him to come in, but he turned around and went back to the ward.

……

Haicheng, Xiao's villa.

For the past few days, Song Xiazhi has been restless.

She has been calling brother Xiao's mobile phone, but no one answers or the phone is turned off.

Assistant Zhao said that Brother Xiao was on a business trip, but if it was a normal business trip, why didn't he answer her call?
As if avoiding something.

Could it be... Brother Xiao went to New York to find Qiao Mo?The two of them together now?
As long as she thought that Xiao Yan might be with Qiao Mo, she would feel restless.

As long as Qiao Mo is on Brother Xiao's marriage certificate for one day, she can't feel at ease.

She lowered her head, looked at the flat belly that had not yet been revealed, and slowly stroked it with both hands. This child is her only and last bargaining chip!

She sent a text message to Xiao Yan, her tone was very gentle, like a good wife who reminds her husband to pay attention to his body when he is away on business.

"Brother Xiao, no matter how busy you are at work, don't forget to eat. You are not alone now, you still have me and the baby."

She knew that Xiao Yan was not an ungrateful person, and he would never forget her kindness for taking care of him for two years.

Xiao Yan, who was far away in a small clinic at the foot of a mountain in Switzerland, the quiet phone in his pocket vibrated again. He took out the phone, frowned and stared at the text message on the lit screen, without looking carefully, he locked the phone casually.

The fingertips of his fingertips were blackened by the cigarette butts, and there was a little burning pain. He put the phone back into his coat pocket and entered the ward.

Qiao Mo on the hospital bed was quiet, holding a Swiss fashion magazine in her hand, and she didn't know where it was turned out from the corner of the ward. The magazine was a little crumpled, but she read it seriously.

In fact, after Xiao Yan entered the ward, she was absent-minded, and she couldn't read the magazine in front of her with fancy English on it.

But she pretended to be so indifferent.

Xiao Yan was dressed in a black coat, with Bai Xue's cold chill, his whole demeanor was calm and calm.

When he walked into the ward with long legs, he kept staring at Qiao Mo with a small face hanging down. Her face was pale and haggard because of her weakness.

Until Xiao Yan came to the hospital bed, he stared at her condescendingly, and said coldly: "Qiao Mo, come back to China with me, and leave everything to me."

Qiao Mo suddenly snapped the fashion magazine in her hand, and closed it vigorously. With a faint anger in her heart, she rushed straight up. She raised her eyes and looked at him with a sneer, "Go back to China with you, and you will solve everything? What do you mean?" What's the solution? To escape the fact that you're about to be the father-to-be of an unborn child?"

"Jomo!" He scolded her severely.

"Actually, our matter is easy to settle. Either divorce me and you continue to be with Song Xiazhi and her children, or..." Qiao Mo snorted coldly, "However, whether it is for the heirs of the Xiao family, Or something else, as long as you are a smart person, it is obviously more cost-effective for you to be with Song Xiazhi than to be with me."

As soon as Qiao Mo said this, blue veins burst out on Xiao Yan's forehead, and he was furious. His long and slender hands clasped her slender wrists, almost crushing them!
"Jomer, you have no conscience!"

Last night, they lived and died together in the snow cave, but now, she said such cold and heartless words, does she... have a heart?
Qiao Mo smiled charmingly, staring at his deep angry black eyes, and said word by word: "You are wrong, I am too caring, so I advise you to divorce me."

He has been avoiding Song Xiazhi's calls all the time, isn't it because he feels that being with her is a guilty conscience?

"Stop mentioning the words 'divorce, marriage'!"

Jomo struggled with his wrist, but he clasped it so tightly that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

Qiao Mo was extremely angry, and both of them were in a hurry. She yelled at him hysterically: "Why don't you tell Song Xiazhi about being with me? Don't you have a guilty conscience? Xiao Yan! You keep saying that I am not allowed to propose a divorce things! But everything you do, always favors Song Xiazhi!"

Even at this moment, she is still the other half on his marriage certificate.

Xiao Yan was startled, his deep eyes froze, and he stared at her burningly.

She was very angry, and she was wearing a wide-striped hospital gown, and her undulating chest could be seen.

For a long while, they confronted each other quietly for a few seconds. Suddenly, Xiao Yan laughed, but his eyes were constricted. He didn't allow her to escape for a moment. He clasped her wrist and pulled her into his arms, "So, Are you jealous?"

Qiao Mo frowned, and his heart, which was easily moved, seemed to be prying into his privacy. There was a touch of red in his ears, but his face was calm and calm. He bit his lips and said forcefully: "I just can't stand it, obviously the third Or it's her, but I'm more like a vixen who destroys other people's marriages."

Every word she said was aimed at Song Xiazhi.

Qiao Mo is a good-tempered girl, but to Song Xiazhi, that woman ruined her love, her marriage, and even caused her to have a miscarriage. She won't be able to go to that point, and she can still not hate her.

Xiao Yan hugged her, she was really light, and he hugged her onto his lap without any effort, and she sat on his slender legs and knees, in his arms.

For two years, they hadn't been this intimate. At first, Jomo didn't get used to it. Her eyes flickered, and she subconsciously glanced at the door of the ward. Fortunately, it was closed.

Xiao Yan approached her, buried his face in her neck, and sighed softly: "I know, you are not convinced, but Song Xiazhi has taken care of me for two years after all, even if there is no credit, there is hard work. After returning home, the next I have a sense of proportion. Jomo, you should trust me."

Qiao Mo sneered, "You are sure that you can live without Song Xia Zhili? You are sure that she will not blackmail you with the child in her stomach? You are also sure that I will treat her and the child in her stomach completely. No grudges?"

He was too confident, confidently thinking that her love for him could tolerate everything.

But in love, no matter how tolerant it is, as long as it is love, impurities cannot be tolerated.

Xiao Yan's gaze was so deep that it almost burned Qiao Mo.

His big hand was separated from her body inch by inch, the temperature of his fingertips became thin and cold, and his eyes were as cold as water, "I have never regretted anything I have done, except for letting you go. In regret. I often think, if I hadn't let you go, wouldn't the situation today have happened, Jomo, I don't want to miss you again. "

His voice was thin and indifferent, but with a hint of sonorous force.

Qiao Mo's heart froze, bit his lip, and frowned tightly.

The two seemed to be stuck in the swamp at the same time, and the more they struggled, the deeper they got stuck.

Xiao Yan got up, Qiao Mo took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed his arm suddenly.

I don't know where the strength came from, but she dragged him onto the hospital bed all at once, and both of them fell on the bed without any defense.

Qiao Mo's watery eyes stared blankly at his deep black eyes, and suddenly reached out and hooked his neck. He didn't know whether it was a complaint, or a too helpless compromise, "Xiao Yan, you bastard!"

She raised her head, hooked his neck, and kissed his thin lips.

Xiao Yan was dazed for a moment, but after he realized it, he pressed his big hands on her slender waist and back with burning heat and trembling slightly.

Men, anti-customer-oriented.

This kiss was so hot that it seemed that it carried the yearning that had been settled for two years, burning each other to death.

The door of the ward is locked.

Jomo didn't want to lie to herself anymore, she missed this man, his embrace and his kiss were her only refuge.

"Xiaomo..."

He kissed her on the ear, and called out in a low voice, his voice was hoarse and moving.

Qiao Mo shook violently all over. This was the first time he called her "Xiao Mo" after two years. Qiao Mo closed his eyes slightly, and the cool tears in the corners of his eyes slipped into his hair.

She stretched out her arms and wrapped them tighter around his neck.

What he wanted was so urgent, without any skill, but it seemed to relieve the two people's desire for each other. This longing, so heavy and so deep, crashed into her body together.

pain……

Her slender fingers clung to his shoulders, pinching into his flesh and bones in pain, but only this slight pain and such fierce demands made Qiao Mo feel that she had really returned to Xiao Yan's side.

In the ups and downs of emotion, Qiao Mo smiled slightly, like roses blooming from the corners of her lips, she kissed his cheek, chin, neck, and finally stopped at the side of his neck, and asked with a low and hoarse smile: "Are you here?" Is the phrase 'I love you' said in the snow hole true?"

So stubborn, so inquisitive, not like her, but still her.

Xiao Yan clasped her fingers and pressed them against the white bed sheet. His fingers were tightly intertwined. The ring on Qiao Mo's ring finger was branded on his palm.

He suddenly stopped kissing her, lurked on her body, looked at her from the air, frowned his handsome brows, and said word by word: "I don't like to joke about this kind of thing."

Qiao Mo pursed his lips into a smile, got up and hugged him, and suddenly bit his shoulder hard, almost bleeding from the bite.

So suddenly, to murder her husband?

But she hugged him tightly, closed her eyes, and finally said hoarsely: "I have been waiting for this answer since I met you. Why are you willing to speak now?"

But she didn't know that when they parted two years ago, in the small homestay in Qingcheng, he also kissed her forehead pityingly and said "I love you".

It's just that he forgot, but she never heard it.

(End of this chapter)