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

Chapter 178 If I have children under my knees, the biological mother must be Jomo

Half a minute later, Xiao Yan was wearing a pair of trousers and went to open the door.

Jomo was wrapped in his shirt and stood behind him, poking his head out.

Standing outside the door was a middle-aged fat woman who looked like a charter woman, and was about to give them a fierce meal, but when the door opened and saw Xiao Yan's handsome face, which was disastrous to the country and the people, her tone was not good, but she was already gentler than usual. few.

"Are you still asking people to rest?" The woman didn't scold Xiao Yan, but stared at Qiao Mo and scolded angrily, "Why are you yelling so loudly? You don't have to yell so loudly if you know your husband is fine! Bully the widow!"

Jomo felt wronged: "..."

Did she bark loudly?

Xiao Yan supported the door frame, moved the slender person behind him in, and said to the woman: "Auntie, my wife and I haven't seen each other for a month, and it's a bit out of control. Please be considerate."

The aunt immediately smiled and said, "Young man, you can forgive me! You can forgive me! Go ahead, I'm going to rest first! Handsome guy, tell your wife to keep your voice down! Then what, leave your phone number chant!"

Xiao Yan was very patient and left his number.

The aunt cheerfully held her mobile phone and went downstairs.

After closing the door, Qiao Mo became unhappy. He lowered his face and said with a small mouth, "Why did you give the phone number to the aunt?"

What if the aunt wants to plot against him?
"Jealous with an aunt?" Xiao Yan smiled, bent down and picked her up again, teasing: "Speak up later, don't invite the neighbors again."

Qiao Mo bit his lip, and punched him hard with his small fist: "It's, it's all you...!"

Hit... so hard.

"Okay, I'm going to wrong you tonight and sleep in my arms all night."

Jomo was carried into the bedroom by him, looked at the collapsed bed, sighed and said, "It's all you..."

Xiao Yan grabbed her little hand and kissed her fingertips tenderly, "Don't worry, go buy a good, strong bed tomorrow, it won't break no matter how hard it hits you."

Jomo's head was full of black lines: "..."

……

Go to the furniture city.

The shopping guide led Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo, "Are you two looking at cribs? There are many styles of cribs here, what kind do you two want?"

Jomo's heart was suddenly poked in pain.

A crib...they'll probably never buy one in their lifetime.

Xiao Yan keenly sensed that something was wrong with the woman beside her, reached out and held her little hand tightly, changed the subject, and calmly said to the shopping guide: "We'll buy a bed for adults."

The shopping guide smiled vaguely, led them to another area, and introduced one of them: "This one is not bad, made of rosewood, strong and beautiful. You can lie down and try it."

Qiao Mo twitched his mouth: "No need to try, just this!"

Xiao Yan lowered his handsome face, and whispered in her ear: "Honey, if you don't try it on the bed, how will you know if it's good?"

He hugged the little girl and lay down on the bed.

Jomo struggled, "You have to try it yourself!"

What a shame...

Xiao Yan bent down, reached out and patted the bed, and asked carefully: "This bed, are you sure it won't break no matter how you roll it or hit it?"

Jomo really wanted to cut off his tongue...

What are you asking?

The shopping guide smiled clearly, "Yes, no matter how you roll or bump, it won't break."

Qiao Mo couldn't hold it anymore, so he pulled Xiao Yan and walked out.

"No, I won't buy it!"

Xiao Yan pulled her back, "What are you afraid of, between husband and wife, this kind of thing is legal. The country promotes the circle of couples."

Jomo: "..."

……

After buying the bed and coming out of the furniture store, Jomo's face was blushing.

Xiao Yan took her little hand, held her in his arms, and asked, "Is it cold?"

The weather in Qingcheng is about the same as that in Haicheng, changing from warm to cold.

Qiao Mo rolled his eyes at him: "It was cold at first, but now you said that you blushed, your heart beat and your body became hot."

Xiao Yan smiled lightly, "Isn't this very good?"

"I don't want to talk to you...!"

The man still teased in her ear: "The bed is home tonight, let's try."

Jomo quit, "I don't want to sleep with you tonight, I'm sleepy and tired..."

Under her thin and fair skin, there were black circles around her eyes.

Xiao Yan reached out and rubbed her dark circles carefully, "Why did you sleep so poorly?"

Jomo glared at him, "It's all your fault..."

Don't let people sleep well.

"Little Mo, I'll let you have a good rest tonight, huh?"

Qiao Mo couldn't help laughing, but he beat his chest with his small fist, "I say this every time, but it's still so fierce..."

Xiao Yan clutched her cold little hands and hid them in the open coat.

On the street, a young man and woman in love hugged each other tightly.

The little woman is so well-behaved, she hugged his neck, stood on tiptoe, leaned forward and kissed the man's thin lips, "Ayan, I miss you too—"

Xiao Yan pressed her chin on the top of her head, and snorted coldly, "Now you know that you miss me? Why did you let go of me when someone encouraged you casually?"

Qiao Mo was wronged at first, pursed his lips, and admitted his mistake guiltyly: "I will never be so confused again. This time I ran away from home without telling, it was my fault, A Yan, you Can you forgive me this time...?"

Xiao Yan commented objectively: "The attitude of admitting your mistakes is quite sincere. This time, I'll let you go with reluctance. But..."

The man's eyes darkened, his tone was extremely serious, and he said word by word: "Qiao, Mo, there will be no next time."

Jomo took a deep breath, got into his open coat again, and hugged his long waist tightly with his arms, "Ayan, the coat I made is really warm, right?"

Xiao Yan lowered his head to kiss her, sucked her lips, and said in a vague voice: "It's very warm, holding you makes it even warmer."

Qiao Mo raised her small face, many days of longing made her drop her reserve, no longer caring so much, and raised her head to bear his hot and moist kiss.

A long kiss in the cold wind, lingering and lingering.

After the suffocating long kiss, Xiao Yan kissed her lips as if nothing, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Mo, come back to Haicheng with me."

Qiao Mo's eyes, I don't know if they were blown by the wind or touched, they were astringent and red, and she readily agreed: "But I have only been away from home for half a month, and now I am captured by you like this, isn't it... Too embarrassing?"

Xiao Yan's eyes were fierce, and he frowned deeply and said, "Oh? How long do you want to run away from home?"

A whole half a month...isn't that enough?

This half month, every day, seems to be as long as a year or even ten years, how can she say so?

Xiao Yan's big hand clasped her waist tightly, and lowered his head to bite her lips punitively.

"Okay, let's go home."

The two hugged each other, walking in the cold wind, their hands clasped together, filled with warmth, but they didn't feel so cold.

……

After returning to Haicheng, Xiao Yan has been carefully taking care of Qiao Mo's emotions.

It's not that Qiao Mo couldn't see that he deliberately avoided the topic of children, not wanting to hurt her a little.

But having no children is the downfall of this marriage.

As Su Qingwan said, how could such an excellent Xiao Yan have no heir?
"Ayan, let's try to have a baby."

Jomo held his arm and said.

Xiao Yan lowered his face, and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow we will go for an examination. If Western medicine is not good, we should see Chinese medicine. If we are not good at home, we should go to foreign countries. If there is any hope, we should not give up. Xiao Mo, promise me, even if the result is still bad. , you don't want to leave easily, nothing is more important than you being by my side."

Qiao Mo hugged this man, if Xiao Yan was more affectionate, then forget it, but he is so affectionate, this love, this marriage, makes it difficult for Qiao Mo to let go.

"I see."

……

When I went to the hospital for an examination, I met Su Qingwan.

At that time, Xiao Yan went to pick up the report, and Qiao Mo sat alone on the bench and waited for him.

Su Qingwan was wearing a white coat, and was slightly startled when she saw Qiao Mo.

Soon, the two looked at each other.

Su Qingwan took the lead and said, "I didn't expect you to come back again. Have you figured it out and continued to stay by A Yan's side selfishly, or are you really planning to harm A Yan for the rest of your life?"

Qiao Mo smiled lightly, "I've figured it out. Miss Su, I can't give you my place next to A Yan."

"Let? Why do I, Su Qingwan, need you to step aside? You can't give birth to an heir, and this marriage will end sooner or later. Qiao Mo, just wait!"

Qiao Mo's eyes quietly fell on her slightly angry delicate facial features, "I'm waiting."

Su Qingwan sneered, and wanted to say something more, but Xiao Yan had already brought back the report.

Su Qingwan snorted, turned around, and left the corridor in the white coat.

Seeing Su Qingwan's figure, Xiao Yan left the striding stride and took a quick step.

When he walked up to Qiao Mo, he pursed his thin lips and tightened his jaw and asked, "What did she say to you?"

Qiao Mo shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just that the children are angry because they don't get candies."

Jomo glanced at the report in his hand, "The report is out, let's go to the doctor."

She was about to turn around when Xiao Yan suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Little Mo."

"Ok?"

Xiao Yan frowned slightly and said: "No matter what others say, you just need to be in my arms, and you don't have to worry about anything."

Qiao Mo laughed, held his hand behind his back, and said with a smile: "I won't leave, don't be so nervous."

……

After returning to Xinyuan Villa from the hospital, this time, Xiao Yan was determined to try various postures.

Either he didn't believe it, or he couldn't control it at all.

Time and time again, climbing to the peak of the tide.

Jomo was sweating profusely, and the sweat was wet in his arms, but after doing it over and over again, he still wanted her insatiably.

In such a fierce reunion, Jomo almost collapsed and despaired, holding his face, and finally wept bitterly.

In the past few days after returning from Qingcheng, Qiao Mo couldn't count the number of times Xiao Yan wanted her in a day.

Every time, it must be very deep.

But her stomach didn't respond at all.

If it was a normal woman, she should have been pregnant long ago, but there was no movement in her stomach...

"Ayan, maybe I really can't conceive a child, it's better...it's better..."

"Why not?" Xiao Yan pinched her chin, fixed his deep eyes on her clear pupils, and asked in a cold voice.

Before Qiao Mo could utter her words, Xiao Yan's constricted gaze had already forced her into a dilemma.

"Xiao Mo, is that why you want to push me to another woman?"

Qiao Mo closed his eyes slightly, and said in despair: "If I could conceive a child, why would I push you to another woman...?"

Xiao Yan clasped her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and whispered a warning in her ear: "Listen well, if I, Xiao Yan, have children under my knees in this life, then the biological mother must be a woman named Qiao Mo .”

(End of this chapter)