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

Chapter 275 If You Can Fall In Love With Him Earlier

Qiao Mo only looked at Xiao Yan with burning eyes, one of his hands was stroking her right cheek, Qiao Mo held the back of his hand, choked up slightly, and said with a smile: "Mr. For the rest of my life, I want to give it to you, I want to think about it again."

"Who else is more suitable for you than your Ayan?"

Qiao Mo bit his lip, his eyes suddenly became hot, he leaned over and hugged him suddenly, hugging him tightly.

Xiao Yan was slightly dazed, and the hand that was stiff behind her back finally landed on her trembling back, gently comforting her.

His big hand stroked her long hair one by one, like smoothing a wounded lion cub, and his thin lips leaned against her ear and said in a low voice: "Xiao Mo, promise me, don't cut your hair off ,Ok?"

Jomo hugged his neck tightly and choked in his arms. She still remembered that she once said that after the child was born, she might not be able to wash her hair for a month or two when she was in confinement. Those who have always been disgusted by cleanliness men will cut off this long hair when they plan to confine themselves.

Jomo closed his eyes in his arms, hugged him tightly with both hands, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why?"

"No reason."

This way, she can have a little more.

Jomo nodded, "OK."

……

These days, Qiao Mo has been by Xiao Yan's side all the time, it can be said that he never leaves.

Qiao Mo is about to give birth, her belly is swollen like a ball, and Xiao Yan often puts her ear on her swollen belly, listening to the children's movements.

Qiao Mo patted his stomach with one hand, and stroked Xiao Yan's hair with the other.

Xiao Yan lay on her belly, curious and earnest like a child, listening carefully to the fetal movement.

The slender fingers inserted into his scalp, fiddled with it one by one.

"Did you hear?"

Xiao Yan put his index finger on his thin lips slightly, as if researching, "Shh—"

Jomo immediately shut his mouth and asked him to listen quietly.

After a while, Qiao Mo saw that he was frowning deeply, as if he was really serious as if he was listening to a class. It was a little funny, so he covered his lips and let out a sneaky laugh.

Xiao Yan's brows furrowed even deeper.

Only then did Qiao Mo wrap his arms around his neck, put away his smile, and said seriously: "If Zixi and Ziwang know that their father is looking forward to their birth so much, they will be very happy."

There was a moment of loneliness in Xiao Yan's eyes, he lowered his eyes slightly, a little depressed, "But I...maybe I won't be able to wait until then."

Qiao Mo's heart trembled violently, he frowned, and stared at him annoyedly, "I won't let you say that!"

It's agreed, he will work hard for her and the child.

How could he just give up when he said he would give up?

"I don't allow you to give up on yourself like this. Even if it's for me and the children, you should have hope for yourself." Qiao Mo leaned into his arms, found a comfortable position, sighed and continued, "A Yan, don't be so Give up easily, okay?"

Xiao Yan reached out to hug her, and patted her slender back, "Obviously she is about to give birth, but because of taking care of me, she lost several laps of weight, Xiao Mo, I'm sorry, I should be taking care of you at this time, and I should also let you enjoy it." You are treated like an empress like someone else's wife, but you have to take care of me."

Qiao Mo's eyes were warm, she let out a chuckle, and gently drew circles with her slender fingers on his chest through the loose hospital gown, "Empress treatment...? Then... When you recover from illness, we will have another child." , when the time comes, you will take care of me like that again, and let me enjoy that kind of treatment once again, won't it be fine?"

She raised her head pretending to be relaxed, her clear water eyes stared blankly into the bottom of his deep and dark eyes.

When he recovers, he will have another child with her...

What an extravagant wish.

Xiao Yan is now, even thinking about, not even daring to think about the wish.

"Xiaomo..."

Xiao Yan's slender fingers gently scratched her small face.

Jomo realized that he was about to say something bad, so he grabbed his slightly cold hand and said, "Don't say anything that is frustrating. I don't accept any negative energy right now. If you want to say something, just Tell me something nice. For example, we will have many children in the future, for example, you will take me around the world."

She looked at him with gloomy eyes, and even begged, "Ayan... don't say things that are even true, I don't want to hear them."

A line of clear tears fell on Qiao Mo's face.

Xiao Yan stared at her intently, and rubbed her tears with his fingertips, "Even if there is, I will never let you have children again."

Jomo sniffed and laughed softly.

Yes, only women know how painful and tiring it is to give birth.

But for him to give birth to a child, she doesn't feel tired or hurt.

The child is the proof of their love.

……

But even so, Xiao Yan stopped in front of Qiao Mo and said those frustrating words, but still called a lawyer to confirm the will.

After Jomo found out about this, he didn't know if he couldn't accept the fact for a while, or he was really angry.

Or... more deeply, the fear and fear of Xiao Yan's departure.

Jomo's face was cold for three days.

Xiao Yan lay on the bed and even resorted to coquettish means.

Jomo remained motionless.

"Xiao Mo, come here and let me give you a hug."

Xiao Yan threw away the magazine, blinked his clear eyes and said.

Qiao Mo worked hard, but he didn't give him a good look. How could Qiao Mo be willing to really treat him coldly for Xiao Yan's request with such a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye?
This man, when acting like a baby, is even more unstoppable than a woman.

Jomo put on airs and passed by.

Xiao Yan hugged Qiao Mo, and his mouth began to be unruly, even with his hands. Qiao Mo stretched out his hand and pushed, "Why are you moving?"

Xiao Yan bit Qiao Mo's luscious earlobe, breathed unsteadily and said, "I want you..."

He precisely grabbed the two lips, stuck them into Qiao Mo's mouth, and kissed wildly, a little eagerly. The formerly clear breath was mixed with the bitter taste of medicine. Qiao Mo gasped and said, "Don't do anything... Your current body does not allow you to do this."

Xiao Yan's cool fingertips had already lifted Qiao Mo's shirt, and he murmured with a smile: "It won't take a lot of effort for you to move later."

Qiao Mo was a little embarrassed. In the face of beauty, Qiao Mo was also dazzled, wrapped his hands around Xiao Yan's neck, and responded half-pushed and half-relying.

Xiao Yan's sweat slid down his pale cheeks and dripped onto Qiao Mo's lips. It was cold. Qiao Mo arched his body and kissed the man's pale and bloodless thin lips.

She held his thin and handsome face, looked at him intently, and said word by word: "A Yan, I forbid you to say the word 'death', and I forbid you to leave me and the children, if you dare to leave , I will never forgive you in my life."

Xiao Yan smiled palely, kissed her forehead, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Even if I act like a baby, please forgive me?"

"Never." Jomo replied heavily, sniffling.

……

After a love affair, both of them were very tired and hugged each other tightly, lying on a hospital bed.

Qiao Mo touched the scar on Xiao Yan's brain with his fingers, stroked it lightly, and asked softly, "Is it here? Have you had two craniotomies?"

Xiao Yan nodded, "The first craniotomy was when I was 28. At that time, you, if I hadn't suffered from brain cancer at that time, maybe I would have wanted the whole city for the one who slept and didn't contact me. It's a pity that I thought I was going to die at that time. Otherwise, maybe at that time, we would be together."

Qiao Mo chuckled, is she wanted in the whole city?
She bent her lips, squinted her big eyes like crescent moons, and said with a sweet smile: "Ayan, did I ever tell you that you really have the temperament of the leading actor in the romantic president's novel?"

"Yeah." Xiao Yan perfunctory, lowered his head and wanted to kiss her again.

Qiao Mo took the initiative to lean forward and kissed the corner of his pale lips, "When I was with you, you wanted to take me as your own. Your thinking is so beautiful."

Xiao Yan hugged her, sighed slightly, closed his eyes and said, "Yes, it's really beautiful to think about."

In Qiao Mo's life, he is a shadow that took away her first time, but if Qiao Mo knew that he would love this person so much later, she would definitely, definitely catch him and never let go.

Hers, his 28 years old, if they really collided completely, it might not be too bad.

She was young and beautiful, and he was in high spirits. Thinking about it, it wouldn't be too bad.

Jomo leaned back in his arms, hugging his crossed arm, foolishly fantasizing, and said with a smile: "It would be great if I could really be with you at that time. Maybe I will be with you at that time." Maybe we will avoid a lot of detours if we are together."

Xiao Yan lowered his head, kissed the back of her neck and cheek, and said in a hoarse voice: "Maybe there will be more detours, I don't know for sure."

Qiao Mo shook his head lightly and smiled, "Even if there are many detours, A Yan, I still want to fall in love with you earlier."

Jomo turned his head and stared at him deeply.

If she knew that the time in the future would be so short, why didn't she meet him earlier and fall in love with him?

If it had been earlier, I wouldn't have felt that every moment now was like a race against time.

He might not even be able to wait for their child to be born.

Jomo's tears suddenly fell from his eyes.

Xiao Yan let out a long sigh, "Why are you crying again?"

Jomo sniffed, trying to make himself smile.

Xiao Yan said, "Why not, let's make a rule."

"Ok?"

"I don't say those depressing words, and Xiao Mo is not allowed to cry anymore."

Qiao Mo cried and laughed, but the tears kept falling, but he still choked up and said a word, "...OK."

She doesn't cry, and he doesn't say those words.

That's it, okay, it's going to keep going, right?
Xiao Yan's fingers pinched Qiao Mo's waist, slimming it down, and he lost a lot of flesh, "I lost a lot of weight, I have to make up for it, and now it's painful to hold."

Qiao Mo turned over carefully in his arms, ready to get up from the quilt, she calmed down, patted Xiao Yan's arm and said, "Okay, I have to get up, this is a hospital, so as not to let others gossip , Said that I would not spare even one patient."

The man held her nostalgic, "Who dares to speak against you? This is a VIP ward, no one will come in easily."

In fact, Qiao Mo really didn't want to think about it. It's been a long time since he and Xiao Yan had such a hearty love. Now that he's nestled in his arms, his whole body is brittle. How could he want to get up? Hearing what Xiao Yan said, he fell down again. down.

Xiao Yan held her down, "Take a rest."

(End of this chapter)