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

Chapter 192 Wife, are your hands still sore?
Qiao Mo was very afraid, if there were two girls in his belly, and looking at Xiao Ruqing's expectant eyes, he was very afraid of disappointing her.

Xiao Ruqing has always wanted to hug her grandson, and Qiao Mo knew about it two years ago.

After Qiao Mo asked Xiao Ruqing whether he liked boys or girls, his eyes fell on Xiao Ruqing's well-maintained delicate face.

Xiao Ruqing said with a smile while picking up food for Qiao Mo: "Boys and girls are good, I like them all. It's just that you give our Xiao family a few more children and make this cold and cold room lively, I'm satisfied .”

For so many years, Xiao Ruqing's attachments in her heart have also changed a lot after the ups and downs.

Many things that I was attached to before have become less attached.

For example, Xiao Ruqing didn't care so much about the successor of the Xiao family. No matter whether it was a boy or a girl in Qiao Mo's stomach, as long as Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo were happy, she was satisfied.

Jomo nodded, with a smile on his lips, and lowered his head to eat.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has become closer in subtle ways.

After dinner, Xiao Ruqing asked Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo to stay at Xiao's house for one night.

Xiao Yan refused at first, fearing that after Qiao Mo became pregnant, she would not be used to sleeping.

Qiao Mo stretched out his hand to pull Xiao Yan's hand, "Ayan, since Mom asked us to stay here for one night, let's stay here for one night. You come back so rarely, Mom must miss you."

Xiao Yan frowned, and then agreed.

Although Xiao Yan and Xiao Ruqing are in a mother-child relationship, the relationship between them has always been cold. This is probably related to the natural personalities of Xiao Ruqing and Xiao Yan. Both of them are cold, and neither of them likes to take the initiative. Naturally, after so many years After that, the relationship between mother and child is much weaker.

Fortunately, with Qiao Mo's flavoring agent, Xiao Ruqing has the opportunity to get in touch with Xiao Yan and enhance the relationship between mother and child.

……

After dinner, Xiao Yan was afraid of disturbing Qiao Mo's rest, so he went to the study to deal with the documents of the day.

Xiao Ruqing, on the other hand, went upstairs and talked with Qiao Mo in the bedroom.

Xiao Ruqing held Qiao Mo's hand and said meaningfully: "Momo, Mom is really happy. Not only did you and A Yan get back together this time, but you also added two little lives to our Xiao family. Mom knows what's in your heart." What are you thinking? In the past, it was your mother who put too much pressure on you. Now I have figured it out, no matter whether it is a boy or a girl in your belly, I will not have any opinions. The most important thing is you and A Yan Together, we can be happy."

Qiao Mo never thought that Xiao Ruqing would talk to her so openly, and he was also moved.

"Mom, I see, I'm not stressed."

Long ago, when the doctor declared that Qiao Mo was infertile, Qiao Mo was disheartened, but now she is pregnant with two small lives at once, so why would she care about their gender?
For her, these two little lives are hard-won, and they are precious gifts from God.

Xiao Ruqing patted the back of her hand and sighed: "This child, A Yan, is like me, he can't speak nice words, and his temper is not small. From now on, you still have a long way to go, no matter who it is Wrong, who is right, the most important thing in marriage is tolerance. A Yan and I have not kissed since we were young, A Yan, I will ask you to take care of me from now on."

Qiao Mo nodded and held Xiao Ruqing's hand tightly, "Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of A Yan."

……

After Xiao Ruqing and Qiao Mo finished talking, just as they were about to open the bedroom door to leave, Xiao Yan happened to open the door and come in.

The mother and son bumped into each other.

Their eyes met, Xiao Ruqing smiled, and said softly, "Go to rest early."

Xiao Yan nodded and entered the bedroom.

Qiao Mo leaned halfway on the big bed, seeing Xiao Yan coming back from the study, with crooked smiles and warm little face, "Is the work done?"

Xiao Yan walked over with long legs, sat on the edge of the bed, and stared at her, "What did Mom say to you when she came in just now?"

Qiao Mo tilted his head and said, "It's nothing, just some common words."

"I heard you promised mom to take good care of me."

Qiao Mo blushed, it turned out that he was standing outside and heard this sentence.

Xiao Yan's big hand penetrated into the quilt, and gently pressed it on her lower abdomen, where their child was.

"I don't want you to take care of me."

The man's gaze was deeply locked on her small face. Qiao Mo didn't react for a while, and looked up at him suspiciously.

"Ok?"

"From now on, I will take care of you mother and child."

There was a smile on Jomo's lips.

Xiao Yan's big hand gently stroked her lower abdomen, and asked in a low voice: "Recently, have these two little devils troubled you?"

Qiao Mo laughed and said: "They haven't formed yet, how could I make trouble? But you, you promised to tell them stories every day, but you didn't keep your promise. If you don't tell them stories again, they might really make trouble me."

Xiao Yan lowered his head, his breath was burning hot, gushing on her small face, and his voice was hoarse and low, "Talk..."

Qiao Mo stretched out his hand, covered his thin lips, and said with a slumped face, "Tell stories as long as you tell them. What are you doing so close?"

Xiao Yan's sexy Adam's apple slid up and down, he swallowed his saliva, pursed his thin lips, and folded his body back.

"Okay, what story do you want to hear?"

"Let's start with Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales."

Xiao Yan's eyes were deep and dark, this little woman is really making a fuss.

Doesn't she know that what he wants to do most now is actually...

But this little woman, with an expectant look on her face, was waiting for him to tell the baby a story, completely unaware that all she was thinking about was...

her body.

Since Xiao Yan had been in the hospital for two months because of a leg injury, he hadn't touched her much during this period.After learning that she was pregnant, coupled with her physique, and having lost two children before, he was even more afraid to touch her, for fear that if he touched her even a little bit, something would happen to both the child and her.

At this time, every expression and every breath of hers became the most primitive sharp weapon to tease him.

Xiao Yan only felt dry mouth, looking at her small mouth, opening and closing her words, her temples twitched.

"Little Mo."

"Ok?"

Xiao Yan reached out to grab her into his arms, Qiao Mo reached out and thumped his chest, "What are you doing? You still want to hug me while telling a story?"

"The story I want to tell is..."

"What?" The little woman raised her face and blinked at him.

Xiao Yan stared at her clear eyes, parted her thin lips slightly, lowered her head to her ear, and said word by word: "Do you want to see the story of the little tadpole looking for his mother?"

Qiao Mo didn't react at first, and muttered: "Little tadpoles looking for their mother? This seems a bit new... I haven't heard of it."

But before she could finish her words, Xiao Yan blocked her mouth all of a sudden.

"Uh... hello...!"

By the time she realized it, her little face had already flushed red from Xiao Yan's kiss.

Xiao Yan smiled, staring at her with bright eyes, "Now, you know the story of the little tadpole looking for his mother, what is it?"

Qiao Mo blushed, clenched his fists, and punched him a few times, "Rogue! It's this time, and you're still joking with me like this."

Xiao Yan suddenly held her little hand, and with a stern face, he became serious, stared at her little face, and asked solemnly: "Since you can't do it with real guns, how do you plan to satisfy me?"

Qiao Mo struggled a few times, but she still couldn't pull her hand away from his palm. She blushed and could only ask, "Then how do you want me to help you?"

Xiao Yan's hoarse voice fell on her ears, "Use your hands..."

Jomo's heart skipped a beat.

And the redness on her face is Sai Ruo Rouge.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Yan came down from the bedroom on the second floor to eat refreshed.

Seeing that Qiao Mo hadn't come down for breakfast, Xiao Ruqing frowned and asked, "Why hasn't Momo come down yet? I missed breakfast, and it's bad if I'm hungry."

Xiao Yan had a dignified expression, without any clues, "She was not used to it last night, she went to bed late, let her sleep more now."

After Xiao Yan had finished his breakfast, he told Uncle Wang, the driver of Xiao's family, "Uncle Wang, after my wife wakes up, take her back to Xinyuan Villa after breakfast."

Xiao Yan glanced at the bedroom on the second floor, which was still quiet, smiled, and went to work neatly.

By the time Jomo woke up, it was already around 10:30 in the morning.

After Jomo washed up, he went downstairs to have breakfast.

Xiao Ruqing specially asked the servants to make a new breakfast for Qiao Mo.

While Qiao Mo was eating, Xiao Ruqing asked with concern: "I heard from A Yan in the morning that you didn't sleep well last night? Is the bed uncomfortable?"

"Ah...? Oh, no, Mom, I just suffered from insomnia last night. The bed is very comfortable."

Xiao Ruqing frowned, "Why do you suddenly have insomnia, is it because you have a stomachache?"

Qiao Mo buried his head in his breakfast in embarrassment, and replied vaguely: "No, no, my stomach is fine, everything is fine."

But Qiao Mo was complaining in his heart that what the man did by himself was pushed to her...

Last night, she used her hands to help him...

Thinking back to the scene of last night, Jomo blushed.

Xiao Ruqing suddenly reached out and touched her forehead, "Momo, why are you blushing so early in the morning, do you have a fever?"

Jomo quickly resolved the breakfast, "Oh, no, I am, it's just a little hot..."

Xiao Ruqing was a little worried. It could be seen that Qiao Mo was in good spirits, so she could only say, "Before A Yan left this morning, he ordered Uncle Wang to take you back to Xinyuan."

Qiao Mo nodded, "Okay, then I'll clean it up now, Uncle Wang, just wait."

"Okay, ma'am."

Qiao Mo covered his hot face and went upstairs.

The cell phone in the bedroom just rang.

Caller ID, it happened to be the instigator last night!
Qiao Mo answered the phone angrily, "Xiao, Yan!"

The voice of the man on the other end of the phone was lazy and comfortable, "Honey, are your hands still sore?"

Jomo: "..."

He had the nerve to ask!

Xiao Yan pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Go home obediently."

This morning, she almost lost face in front of Xiao Ruqing...

(End of this chapter)