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

Chapter 161 She May Not Have a Child
After Jomo came out of the hospital, he didn't return to Xinyuan Villa immediately.

She was walking outside alone, the streets were decorated with lights, and the New Year was coming, but Qiao Mo's heart could no longer be happy.

She passed by a playground with laughter and laughter, and there were groups of children playing and playing.

Her hand fell on her lower abdomen. If two years ago, her and Xiao Yan's children were still in this world, at this time, they would be called Mom and Dad, and they might already be able to walk.

Those two children were the eternal pain in Qiao Mo's heart, but she never thought that after losing those two children, she would never have a chance to have children for Xiao.

If Xiao Yan found out that she couldn't have children, would she be... very disappointed?

Surely, he said that the child is noisy and doesn't like children, but she knows that he likes them.

Jomer sniffed, wiped the moisture on his face with his fingers, took a deep breath, and left the playground.

Those laughter and laughter belong to the children.

Loneliness is hers.

……

After Jomo returned to Xinyuan Villa, the little rice bucket in the yard was lying on the lawn, lazily basking in the sun.

Seeing the hostess came back, the coquettish barking ran to Qiao Mo's feet and rubbed her ankle.

Qiao Mo squatted down, held the little rice bucket in his hands, and murmured: "Little rice bucket, do you think I should tell A Yan about this? But if A Yan knew about it, would he be sad? "

The little rice bucket whined twice, Qiao Mo sighed, and stroked its soft hair, "A Yan wants a child, but I seem to have no way to give it to him."

Jomo cared about it. A family without children is an incomplete family.

After she went upstairs, she looked at the design draft placed by the table, took out the pre-selected fabric, and started making according to the design draft.

It would be great if this coat could be finished before New Year's Eve.

The cell phone at hand kept ringing, it was Xiao Yan's call.

Qiao Mo stared blankly at the phone, wondering if he should pick it up, what should he say if he picked it up?
Tell him the fact that she can't conceive, verbatim?Let him be sad with her?
Qiao Mo just felt upset. After answering the phone, Xiao Yan was very excited. He said, "Xiao Mo, I will take you to a place tonight."

"Where to? What to do?"

"I'll pick you up when I get off work."

Normally, Qiao Mo would still be in the mood, but today, she was not at all interested.

The doctor's words kept echoing in my ears.

Complications and sequelae after miscarriage, especially she had two miscarriages, those two miscarriages left a deep impression on Qiao Mo, and the heart-piercing pain will never be forgotten in her life.

……

In the evening, Jomo fell asleep on the table. He didn't wake up until he heard the horn of the car downstairs. He glanced at the scissors, fabrics and design drafts on the table, and immediately hid them.

——She wanted to surprise Xiao Yan.

Until Xiao Yan went upstairs, Qiao Mo had just cleaned up the traces on the table.

As soon as he entered the door, he strode forward, hugged her in his arms, looked at her red and swollen eyes, and frowned slightly, "Why, are you crying? Who upset you?"

Qiao Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "Maybe I slept too much, I didn't cry."

"That's good, change clothes, let's go out."

Xiao Yan let go of her, Qiao Mo suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Ayan..."

"Huh? Tell me something?"

Qiao Mo stared at him for a while, bit his lips, and finally said, "I just want to ask you, where are you taking me? It's so mysterious."

Xiao Yan continued to play tricks, "You will know when you go."

Qiao Mo nodded. After changing his clothes, he was led out by Xiao Yan.

Along the way, Qiao Mo listened to Xiao Yan talking, and she remained in a dissociated state, as if she didn't hear him.

Xiao Yan drove the car with one hand, and held her little hand on her knee with the other, "What's the matter, have you been absent-minded?"

"It's nothing, maybe it's because the sea breeze blows too much, and my head hurts."

Qiao Mo replied indifferently, she leaned her head lightly on his shoulder, looked at the sight ahead, and suddenly said: "A Yan, it would be great if we could always be like this."

"Why did you say something stupid today? If we don't do this in the future, you still want to run away?"

"I was just thinking, if there were no kids..."

She paused slightly, only to hear him say with a faint smile: "There is no rush about the child. When the time comes, I want you to give me two."

Qiao Mo's heart was stabbed at once, and the tingling pain slowly spread from his chest.

"I... A Yan, if I..."

"What if you? You don't want to give birth to me?"

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, clenched his palms and said, "No, of course it's not that I don't want to give birth to you."

How could she not want to give birth to him, she... just might not be able to.

Xiao Yan raised his hand and scratched her little nose lightly, "Okay, take your time about the child, if you don't want to for a while, I can wait."

Qiao Mo turned his face away from the car window, and the sourness in his eyes gushed out.

She took a deep breath, and finally swallowed all the words back into her stomach.

Xiao Yan stroked her hair with a magical technique, and said warmly: "It's still a bit far from the destination, you should sleep for a while to recharge your spirits."

Qiao Mo nodded, leaned his head against the side of the car window, closed his eyes, two lines of tears fell from the covered eyes under the scattered hair.

Child, if she can't give him a child in her life, what should she do?
……

When we arrived at our destination, it was already pitch black outside.

Xiao Yan leaned over and unbuckled her seat belt. Seeing that she was asleep, he reached out and patted her face, "Xiao Mo, wake up, we are here."

Qiao Mo opened his eyes, only to realize that the sky outside was already dark.

Her eyes were sleepy, "It's so late. Where are we?"

Xiao Yan opened the car door, stepped down his long legs, got out of the car first, then went around the front of the car, reached the side of the co-pilot, and led Qiao Mo to get out of the car.

There is no moon tonight, so when it gets dark, you can't see your fingers.

Qiao Mo was uncertain and a little scared, she grabbed Xiao Yan's arm, "A Yan, where are we going?"

Xiao Yan held her hand tightly, "Come with me."

Jomo quickly felt that he had walked from the grassy land under his feet to a hard place.

"Where is this?"

Xiao Yan walked around behind her, hugged her waist, and softly whispered in her ear with thin lips: "Close your eyes."

Qiao Mo closed his eyes obediently, but his little hands tightly held onto his big ones, "It's all arrived at the destination, why are you still keeping it secret?"

Xiao Yan left for a while, Qiao Mo closed his eyes, stood on the spot, stretched out his hand, but couldn't catch him, feeling a little flustered, "A Yan... where did you go?"

Xiao Yan seemed to run a little far away, and his voice was a little distant, "Don't open your eyes, just stand there obediently and wait for me to come back!"

"Come back quickly, I'm a little scared."

Two minutes later, Xiao Yan ran back from a distance. His breathing was a little short of breath, but in Qiao Mo's ears, she felt so at ease.

She clasped his arm tightly and asked with a smile, "Can I open my eyes?"

"can."

As soon as Qiao Mo opened his eyes, the darkness suddenly burst into light.

What she stepped on was the surface of the lake.

The surface of the frozen lake was frozen with solid ice, and they were in the middle of the lake.

The moment she opened her eyes, flames exploded around the lake, rushed into the air, and sprayed a silver tongue of fire, spraying it into beautiful patterns, illuminating the entire sky above the lake.

Oncoming was the cold wind blowing from the lake, but Qiao Mo didn't feel cold at all. He looked up and watched the fireworks explode. For a while, he was addicted to it.

Xiao Yan hugged her tightly from behind, hugged her in his arms, kissed her ear and said: "Do you like it?"

Jomo nodded, probably there are no girls, and they don't like such romance.

"Did you know? When I was in New York, every grand festival, there would be fireworks at specific places in New York, but no matter how beautiful it was, it was not as beautiful as tonight. The fireworks watched by two people are much better than one."

Xiao Yan was a little proud, "That's right, with me by your side now, everything is beautiful."

"But no matter how beautiful the fireworks are, there are times when they go out."

As soon as Qiao Mo finished speaking, the fireworks in the sky had already been extinguished, and the surrounding area became dark again.

Xiao Yan smiled slightly, "Who said that? I have a way to make the lake bright again."

Before Qiao Mo could react, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The entire lake is surrounded by light bulbs that twinkle like little stars, as if they are in the starry sky.

For a moment, Qiao Mo opened his lips and froze in a daze.

Xiao Yan smiled lowly: "Not only is there starlight, but there is also music. Whatever you want, I will conjure it for you."

Sure enough, a piece of melodious pure music came from nowhere.

Xiao Yan held her hand, "Xiao Mo, dance with me."

Jomo put his hand on his shoulder and couldn't help laughing: "Only you can imagine dancing in the middle of the lake."

"Since you want to be romantic, think of something that no one else can think of."

Jomo leaned into his arms, and the two hugged each other, dancing quietly.

Xiao Yanfu was next to her ear, with a deep and deep voice, "Xiao Mo, I can give you whatever you want, but don't leave me again."

If you want to be romantic, he will be romantic, even if it is not like his usual indifferent style, he is willing to change for her.

Qiao Mo's eyes were sore, and a burst of moving tears welled up. She sniffed and said, "Even if you don't do these romantic things, I still love you."

"I'll take it as... this is your promise."

Xiao Yan lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Hot and obsessed, they stood on the ice in the middle of the lake, the cold wind was blowing, but it warmed each other's hearts.

Jomo's heart sank a little.

She can't tell A Yan, about her inability to conceive, she dare not say...

"Xiao Mo, I know you are afraid, but you only need to wear a wedding dress to attend the wedding, and leave the rest to me, huh?"

Qiao Mo stared at him with full eyes.

What if...she couldn't attend the wedding?
Will he be disappointed?

"Ayan."

She stood on tiptoe, put her arms around his neck, and gently kissed his cool lips.

Xiao Yan took off the black cashmere scarf around his neck and wrapped it around Qiao Mo's neck.

The scarf was so big that it covered her entire neck, barely revealing her two big watery eyes.

Qiao Mo got into his arms and sighed softly, "I really want to be in your arms, and I won't come out for the rest of my life."

"What about summer? Really don't feel hot?"

Xiao Yan teased in a low voice.

Jomo smiled, "I still can't bear to let go."

(End of this chapter)