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

Chapter 143 The most, bullying you on the bed
After Zhao Qian left, only Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo were left in the Xinyuan villa.

Qiao Mo stood in front of the huge French window, looking at the sea approaching outside the window, while Xiao Yan held her tightly in his arms from behind.

"Ayan, I am really happy to be able to return to Haicheng with you."

"Me too."

He was glad that he still had the chance to have her again, holding her tightly in his arms like this.

Jomo turned around, and a large piece of sunset reflected from the floor-to-ceiling windows and spread from behind her. Jomo put his arms around his neck, "It's great. Do you know? I used to think that my depression might last forever. I can't get better, but I didn't expect that all the knots in my heart can be easily opened with just one word from you."

Perhaps, her depression, so-called stubbornness, and holding the only memories are all because of her obsession and unwillingness.

"Which one?"

Knowingly, advisor.

But Xiao Yan wanted to hear with her own ears, the phrase "I love you" from her mouth.

Qiao Mo suddenly smiled mysteriously, "It's not too late to talk when I come back tonight. But right now, there are more important things."

"Ok?"

What's more important?
Jomo pulled him, took his wallet and car keys, "Tonight's dinner is not yet available, let's go to a nearby supermarket to buy some food and come back to cook."

Xiao Yan enjoys this feeling of being pulled by her, and also enjoys this feeling of being short-tempered with her parents.

……

Xiao Yan drove the car and went to a nearby large supermarket with Qiao Mo.

Xiao Yan pushed the cart, while Qiao Mo was shopping for food.

"Do you cook or should I cook the dinner tonight?"

Qiao Mo has stayed in New York for two years, even if he cooks at home, he can only cook noodles at most. If Xiao Yan really wants to eat the food she cooks, tonight may not be safe.

Jomo almost forgot how to cook Chinese food.

"Do together."

The man stared at her with gleaming eyes. The three obscure words made Qiao Mo's face turn red.

How could a very normal topic come out of his mouth and become so... ambiguous.

Jomo bought a lot of vegetables, meat, and some fruits. The two pushed the cart and strolled around the supermarket together.

When they arrived at the nursery area, the shopping guide in the supermarket was selling baby milk powder to them.

"Sir, madam, this milk powder is selling very well recently, and the raw materials are selected from natural Australian pastures. It is safe and non-irritating. It is the safest for children to drink. Do you want to consider buying a can?"

Qiao Mo's face suddenly turned cold, and the smile on the corner of his lips was a little stiff, "No, we don't have children."

The shopping guide persisted, "Then are you planning to have children?"

She was originally holding Xiao Yan's hand, but it slipped quietly at this moment.

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, as if he had been poked into a sore spot, he turned and left.

Xiao Yan chased after him, strutting with long legs, and grabbed Qiao Mo's wrist.

"Little Mo."

Qiao Mo turned to look at him, bit his lips and said, "I didn't do it on purpose, but when I think of children now, I still..."

Xiao Yan clasped the back of her head, pushed her into his arms, and cut off her unfinished words, "I know."

How could he not know that they had lost two children, and those two children were the indelible pain in Qiao Mo's life.

Jomo just leaned in his arms obediently, clutching his coat with both hands, his eyes slightly wet, "Let's go back."

"it is good."

……

It was already six o'clock when we returned to Xinyuan Villa.

Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo were in the kitchen, one was cooking and the other was helping.

The atmosphere after returning from the supermarket was a little silent and quiet.

Qiao Mo cut vegetables absently, and sure enough, he still cut his finger.

"hiss……"

The blade was sharp, and there was no blood on the finger for a moment, but it took a long time before a bead of blood appeared.

Xiao Yan frowned, held her injured hand, and blamed: "What are you thinking? Why are you so careless?"

Jomo stared at him and finally shook his head.

Xiao Yan took her bleeding finger into his mouth, sucked it a few times, and only helped her bandage it up when the blood stopped bleeding.

"Go out and sit, just wait for food."

Jomo was in a bit of a mess, and he didn't want to make trouble for him in the kitchen, so he obediently left the kitchen and sat on the sofa in the living room.

In that big supermarket bag, Jomo secretly put a box of contraceptive pills when he was checking out.

She stared at the contraceptive pill in the supermarket bag, took it out, looked at it for a long time, and finally took one.

Last night, they did it several times, but he didn't take any measures.

Jomo sat in the living room for an unknown amount of time, and with the jet lag, New York time, Swiss time, and domestic time intersected together. He leaned on the sofa and fell asleep so sleepy.

"Xiao Mo, it's time to eat."

Xiao Yan brought out the food from the kitchen, only to see the little girl leaning on the sofa, already sound asleep.

He walked over and reached out to hug her up, but his eyes fell sharply on the glass of water and the box of contraceptive pills on the coffee table.

Xiao Yan's slender fingers held the box of contraceptive pills and looked at it for a full three seconds.

Qiao Mo, who was leaning on the sofa and fell asleep, felt a little uneasy in his sleep. He frowned and was awakened.

As soon as she opened her eyes, in her unclear vision, she saw Xiao Yan holding the box of contraceptive pills, with deep and cold eyes, looking down at her condescendingly.

She was shocked and had a bad premonition.

Standing up, I immediately wanted to explain, "Xiao Yan, I..."

Xiao Yan sneered, "Qiao Mo, what do you mean?"

"I... Ayan, listen to my explanation."

"You are willing to have a child for Huo Xing, but you don't want to conceive my child?"

Qiao Mo frowned. She had just woken up and her thoughts were still in confusion. What Xiao Yan asked made her even more confused. She frowned and asked puzzledly, "What are you talking about?"

When did she and Huo Xing have a child?
"Or are you coming back to me now, or just to get revenge on me?"

Qiao Mo was even more puzzled, stood up, stared into his deep black eyes and said, "I don't know what you are talking about, but I came back to you because I..."

The words that blurted out, when her eyes met the sneer in his eyes, they were finally swallowed back into her stomach.

Qiao Mo smiled wryly, "Xiao Yan, the reason why I don't want to have a child now is because I don't want you to choose me because of the child."

Xiao Yan's pent-up anger broke out completely. He smashed the box of contraceptive pills on the ground and scolded angrily: "I don't understand what it has to do with having a baby and whether I choose you or not!"

Qiao Mo twitched the corners of his lips, got up and walked up, trying to go around him, "If you don't understand, you don't understand."

How could she simply think that as long as they were together, they would not quarrel anymore?
But in fact, he not only misunderstood her, but also didn't understand her at all.

"Where are you going?"

With a big hand, he clasped her wrist firmly.

Qiao Mo frowned, "Xiao Yan, let go!"

What she hates the most is when he is so unreasonable, rude and irrational.

The dark figure of the man enveloped the little girl, and he oppressively locked her body, "Let go? Where are you going? Back to New York? Back to Huo Xing?"

It's unreasonable!

Jomo was so angry that he struggled hard.

Xiao Yan tightly gripped her wrists, pushed her against the wall behind him, and pressed her hard, his eyes narrowed dangerously, "Don't forget, you are still my wife now!"

The back of Qiao Mo's hand was pressed hard against the wall, and her back also hit the solid wall because of the huge thrust. The whole body, I don't know if it was because of grievance or pain, tears soaked from the eyes for a while. .

She just silently raised her head and stared at Xiao Yan with bitter eyes: "Xiao Yan, why do you slander me?"

Xiao Yan frowned, "Slander?"

He really didn't understand, what did he slander her for?

Once there was a quarrel, she would run away. Didn't she want to run back to New York?
He didn't want to say anything, listen to any explanation, he just wanted to have this woman in front of him!
Xiao Yan bowed his head and sealed it with a kiss.

Qiao Mo's salty tears were sucked into each other's mouths, Qiao Mo choked up, the breath in his mouth and the oxygen in his brain were all taken away by this man.

His kiss was so stubborn and domineering that Jomo couldn't resist it.

She is like a knife and fish, let him enjoy it.

When Xiao Yan kissed her neck, he was extremely angry in his heart, and his anger gushed out all of a sudden. He opened his mouth and bit her neck hard, leaving a mark on the white and tender skin instantly.

His big hand lingered on her waist, attacking, "Jomo, you said that you would never leave me again, you are not allowed to go, did you hear me?"

He didn't allow it. Once there was a quarrel, she would run back to New York every minute.

No matter how fierce the quarrel is, her people must be on his territory!

Qiao Mo hated his self-righteous domineering. During the entanglement, she opened her mouth and bit his lip, "Why do you think me like this? Why do you slander me and Huo Xing for having a child?"

In an instant, there was blood and wantonness in the mouth.

Jomo's voice and a trace of reason pulled back the man's out-of-control emotions.

"What did you say?"

In Xiao Yan's deep black eyes, a flash of light flashed, he stared at her small face with burning eyes, and asked word by word: "What did you just say?"

Jomo bit his lip and turned his cheek away.

The man's slender fingers pinched her chin, forcing her to face him, "Have you and Huo Xing ever had a child?"

Qiao Mo sneered, and met his inquisitive black eyes, "Mr. Xiao, what other ways do you think there are ways to conceive that person's child without surname behavior? Like Mr. Xiao is drunk and messing around with others?"

Xiao Yan's joy was greater than surprise.

A touch of ecstasy quickly slipped from under his usually calm black eyes.

So, Qiao Mo has nothing to do with Huo Xing at all?
As for Huo Xing, he was just lying to him, and he was even demonstrating against him.

"Huo Xing hugged a child and lied to me that it was your and his child. That's why I misunderstood."

Jomo frowned, "What did you say?"

But Xiao Yan already didn't want to care about that matter at all, "But that's not important."

Before Qiao Mo could react, his body suddenly flew into the air, and Xiao Yan suddenly hugged him, "Hey! What are you doing?!"

The man hugged her domineeringly and walked upstairs to the bedroom, "Who will allow you to run outside when you quarrel?"

Qiao Mo taunted, "I won't run out, according to the situation just now, can you really guarantee that you won't do anything to me?"

Xiao Yan frowned, "It's impossible for me to do anything to you. At most, I would bully you on the bed. You should know this better than me."

"you……!"

Qiao Mo, who was originally angry, was a little out of breath at the moment.

A cavity of grievance and anger, after being such an unscrupulous hooligan, he couldn't vent it, it was like a fist hit on the cotton, and it was resolved.

(End of this chapter)