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

Chapter 170 Ayan, I want you

On the eve of New Year's Eve, the men's coat that Qiao Mo made for Xiao Yan was finally completed.

Qiao Mo packed his coat, and Xiao Yan was coming from the study.

Qiao Mo looked back and smiled at him, "Try it, if there is any wrong size, I will change it today."

Xiao Yan was startled, and when he saw the man's coat, he felt familiar.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that it was really on the design draft.

"Did you really make the coat on the blueprint?"

Qiao Mo shook the material of the coat, stood behind Xiao Yan, and put the overcoat on for Xiao Yan.

"Does it feel like the right size?"

Xiao Yan stroked his cuffs, "Just right, neither loose nor tight."

"That's good."

Qiao Mo looked at him, and his heart was suddenly moved. He took a step forward, got into the arms of his open coat, and stretched out his arms to hug his waist tightly.

Xiao Yan was embraced by this initiative, he couldn't figure out what to do for a moment, his big hand was stiff behind her back, and finally landed on her slender back.

"what happened?"

He lowered his head and gently sniffed the fragrance in her hair.

Jomo's arms were tightly closed, her small face was buried in his chest, and she said in a muffled voice: "I just want to try, whether the coat I made with my own hands is warm or not."

Xiao Yan smiled lightly, kissed her hair and said, "Is that warm?"

Qiao Mo closed his eyes slightly, and called him uncontrollably, "Ayan..."

"Ok?"

"Happy New Year."

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, "It's not yet the New Year, why did you say blessings?"

Qiao Mo was taken aback. She was just afraid that she would not be by his side on New Year's Eve tomorrow, and she would never have the chance to say "Happy New Year" again.

"Is there any difference between talking today and tomorrow? Sooner or later we have to talk..."

Xiao Yan looked down at her earnestly, locked her face and said: "Naturally different, I want you to accompany me on this year's New Year's Eve, next year's New Year's Eve, next year's New Year's Eve, even if it takes another 100 years. I still want you by my side."

Qiao Mo raised his face, smiled slightly at him, and agreed, "Okay."

On this day, Qiao Mo was extremely busy. In the kitchen, he not only made a lot of Xiao Yan's favorite appetizers, but also made a lot of handmade biscuits and bread.

Xiao Yan entered the kitchen and saw her making a lot of food, and asked, "Tomorrow we will go back to my mother's place for the New Year, what are you doing with so many side dishes and bread?"

Jomo was stunned for a moment, "Oh, I suddenly wanted to make biscuits and bread, which won't go bad in the winter, and side dishes are pickled, put them in the refrigerator, and they can be eaten all winter."

Xiao Yan lowered his head, with his slender and clean fingers, twisted a small dish on the prepared small dish, and tasted it.

He frowned slightly. Jomo thought the taste was bad, so he hurriedly asked, "Isn't it delicious?"

Xiao Yan's brows suddenly relaxed, and he hugged her from behind with a smile, "Mrs. Xiao is so capable. She can bake bread and cook side dishes. It's Mr. Xiao's blessing to marry Mrs. Xiao."

Qiao Mo was moved, "If you like these, then I will make more today."

Xiao Yan took her hand, "This much is enough for today, I'll do it next time after eating, what's the rush?"

"……it is good."

"Tonight is Lunar New Year's Eve. There will be fireworks over the moat. After dinner, I'll take you to the moat to watch the fireworks."

Jomo shook his head, "Let's set off fireworks at the seaside in front of the door."

Jomo likes two people, Xi Jing, and the people at the moat must be full of people. I went there, not to watch the fireworks, but to see people.

Xiao Yan also thought it was good, setting off fireworks by the sea is a good idea, and nodded in agreement, "Okay, there are a lot of fireworks in the warehouse, we will go to the beach to set off later."

……

After dinner, Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo went to the beach with fireworks.

The sea breeze was blowing on the surface of the sea, and the oncoming salty sea breeze stirred up Qiao Mo's hair, and the long hair was blown on the side of Xiao Yan's face, making it slightly numb.

Qiao Mo held a small pyrotechnic stick in his hand, and when lit, it emitted sparks like stars.

Xiao Yan held the big fireworks to a distance, lit them with a lighter, and walked calmly amidst the radiant fireworks.

Jomo held a bunch of sparklers in his hand, and the radiant sparks illuminated each other's cheeks.

She looked up at the man walking towards her. He was wearing the dark blue coat she made for him. The color of the coat was like his pupils, as deep as the sea.

I don't know if it was the sea breeze that made his eyes astringent, or because of the upcoming parting, Qiao Mo's eyes were sore.

He must not know that she will leave tomorrow and cannot spend New Year's Eve with him.

If it is after New Year's Eve, maybe she is reluctant to leave and plans to stay with him year after year.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Jomo can't be so selfish. In this marriage, there is always someone who needs to sacrifice.

Jomo is not the Holy Mother, but in love, no one is willing to part with another, perhaps because he really loves too much, so even letting go, he is willing to let go.

Xiao Yan walked towards her with the rays of light and fireworks in mid-air, and when she stood in front of her, two lines of tears were already streaming down her face.

Xiao Yan reached out and stroked her wet cheeks, his voice was hoarse from the sea breeze, "Have a good day, why are you crying?"

Qiao Mo shook his head, put his cheek into the palm of his hand, and stared at him affectionately, "A Yan, you really look good in this coat."

Xiao Yan smiled slightly, "Who would describe a man as good-looking? Your husband is handsome."

The electric spark in Qiao Mo's hand burned to the bottom, and gradually extinguished the spark. Sparks bloomed in the air above the sea, and his figure was all in her bright pupils.

Xiao Yan hugged her and looked up at the flickering sky together with her.

Qiao Mo turned his eyes slightly, looking at the profile of the man who was watching the fireworks.

She slowly said: "A Yan, if one day, I mean if..."

"What if?" He smiled lightly and looked down at her.

Looking at each other, Qiao Mo pursed his lips and said, "If one day I leave you suddenly, will you be sad?"

"will not."

Xiao Yan stared at her for half a second, then spoke resolutely, uttering two negative words.

Qiao Mo was stunned, but before he could react, Xiao Yan had already hugged her into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "I won't be sad, because I won't let you leave me again, so I won't let you leave me again." There will be another chance to make me sad that you are gone."

Jomo put his arms around his neck.

If she could, she also thought that she would grow old with him, but she is a layman after all, she would be scruples about the eyes of the layman, and she would also be afraid, and in the end he would hate her.

Qiao Mo's eyes were soaked, and he buried her in the socket of his neck, holding his neck tightly with both hands, the reluctance and nostalgia, like a crazy beast, swept her away.

She said in a muffled voice: "Ayan, we haven't traveled together yet, after the Chinese New Year's Eve, we will go on a trip, shall we?"

"Okay, wherever you want to go, I will take you there."

Qiao Mo closed his eyes, as if, giving himself the last indulgence.

As much as she was afraid of the future, she was as afraid of leaving.

The two of them were snuggling by the seaside, watching the fireworks all over the sky, Qiao Mo's thoughts were all on Xiao Yan.

……

On New Year's Eve, at the New Year's Eve dinner.

In Xiao's villa, Xiao Ruqing, Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo were sitting at the dining table.

Xiao Ruqing gave Qiao Mo a big red envelope, and raised a wine glass to wish her and Xiao Yan.

"Mo Mo, you have been in Xiao's house for almost four years. Although you have been separated from A Yan for two years, I can see you are together again. As a mother, I am really happy for you."

Xiao Ruqing held Qiao Mo's hand and said with a smile: "Mom, I wish you and A Yan a baby this year. This family...will finally be complete."

Xiao Ruqing let out a long breath, looked at the huge room, and said earnestly.

Jomo's fingertips trembled, the child...

She nodded with a forced smile, picked up the wine glass, and drank the red wine in the goblet in one gulp.

Xiao Yan snatched her wine glass, frowned slightly, "Don't drink too much, be careful of headache."

Qiao Mo smiled at him, "It's rare to be happy on New Year's Eve, let me drink, it's fine."

Xiao Ruqing looked at them with a smile, "I'm so happy to see you are doing well now."

Qiao Mo drank two glasses of red wine, and after the New Year's Eve dinner, his head was a little dizzy.

He was hugged by Xiao Yan and went upstairs.

Carrying her into the big bed in the bedroom, Xiao Yan just put her down, but Qiao Mo hugged her neck. Xiao Yan was unprepared, and was entangled on the bed by her.

Because Qiao Mo had drunk red wine, his lips were hot with the light aroma of the wine, which stimulated Xiao Yan's senses and seduced him.

Qiao Mo raised his head and kissed his thin lips, "A Yan, I love you..."

"I know."

Xiao Yan clasped the back of her head, eagerly responding to the little woman's kiss.

She was too enthusiastic tonight, Xiao Yan caressed that hot and soft skin, feeling extremely unreal.

Jomo's little hand got into his shirt, and his fingertips touched his strong chest with cool fingertips.

Xiao Yan was stunned, his willpower completely collapsed, he grabbed her little hand, his eyes were dark, and he was rolling with emotions that could swallow her up, "Little thing, don't touch it, huh?"

Jomo was stubborn and reached out to touch it.

While kissing him, she whispered charmingly: "Ayan, I want you."

In a word, Xiao Yan's blood was directly dazzled.

He grabbed her bright red mouth fiercely, "You said that, don't beg for mercy later!"

Ups and downs, lingering all night.

Early the next morning, Jomo woke up to the sound of firecrackers.

On the first day of the new year, according to the rules of Haicheng, every household will set off firecrackers.

Even though fireworks and firecrackers are clearly prohibited in the city, the independent villas in this area have never been so tightly controlled, so setting off firecrackers is a perfectly normal thing.

As soon as Qiao Mo opened his eyes, he lay on Xiao Yan's chest.

The man's arm tightly wrapped around her body.

Qiao Mo turned around gently, facing him, and gently painted on his handsome face with his slender fingers.

Wrapping in his ear, he said one sentence after another: "A Yan, happy new year..."

Qiao Mo was unprepared, and was suddenly crushed by Xiao Yan.

He hooked his thin lips and said with a smile: "I didn't want to wake up at first, but my wife is so enthusiastic early in the morning, and I can't bear to pretend to be asleep and leave my wife alone."

Qiao Mo blushed slightly, "So you woke up a long time ago."

"Yeah, but... Maybe I'll be happier if I change Happy New Year to something else."

Qiao Mo looked up at him, and asked knowingly, "What?"

"Three words, just like what you said to me at the beach last night."

Jomo pushed his chest, "You are so beautiful! Get up, let's plan a trip today."

(End of this chapter)