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

Chapter 276 In the Name of Mrs. Xiao, Carry Out Her Life

In the afternoon, Qiao Mo accompanied Xiao Yan to undergo chemotherapy. Xiao Yan was isolated outside the chemotherapy room. When he entered, Xiao Yan said to Qiao Mo, "Go outside for a stroll later, don't look inside."

Qiao Mo's heart tugged, and the pain was severe. He probably didn't want her to see how fragile and painful he was, so she just nodded.

But when the chemotherapy was in progress, Qiao Mo didn't dare to leave half a step. She looked at the hospital bed inside, Xiao Yan was suffering from the difficult and painful chemotherapy, his forehead was dripping with sweat, Qiao Mo covered his mouth, A heart was about to jump out, she stood outside and saw clearly, Xiao Yan gritted her teeth in pain.

Jomo would rather be the one who got sick herself, and she was the one who came to accept this painful chemotherapy process.I no longer want to see Xiao Yan in such pain.

After the chemotherapy ended, Qiao Mo took a deep breath for a long time, and then came in and held his cold but sweaty palms, tucked him in the quilt, and said softly, "Lie down, take a rest."

Xiao Yan curled up his thin body, like a baby in a swaddle, his brows were deeply frowned, forming a crumpled Sichuan character, "Did you see it all?"

Jomo held his hand tightly, "Well, I've seen it all. When you're in pain, don't forget that I'm with you outside, so you won't be alone."

Jomo was about to turn around and wanted to get a towel to wipe his sweat, but her hand was grabbed by the man on the hospital bed behind her.

The temperature of his fingertips was as cool as water.

"Xiao Mo, I am not afraid of death and pain, but I am afraid that I will leave you alone in this world in the end."

Qiao Mo chuckled, did not turn around, but said slowly: "Don't worry, because I will be with you when you live, and if you die tomorrow or tonight, don't worry about it, because, even if you If I die, I will beg for nothing and lie in your coffin."

Her tone was calm, without any waves in her voice, as if she could see through everything.Even his life and death, she was suddenly aware of it, just because she had already prepared for the worst, so she had nothing to fear.

There is nothing worse than falling to the bottom, so what is there to be afraid of?

Whether he is alive or dead, he is her Ayan.

The corners of Xiao Yan's lips were pale and dull, he pulled his thin lips, and let go of her little hand with his slender fingers.

Jomo took the towel, turned around, sat beside him, and helped him wipe the sweat off his body.

He was wearing a loose hospital gown, and his back was soaked in sweat because of the inhuman torture of chemotherapy.

Jomo trembled slightly with the hand holding the towel.

Xiao Yan said hoarsely: "Xiao Mo, I haven't read it yet."

While helping him wipe his sweat, Jomo said softly: "But I have already looked away. Because there is nothing worse than this, even if it is so bad, I will still be with you, so what is there to do in the future?" What could be worse?"

Xiao Yan smiled in relief, and murmured: "Yes, what else is worse than now."

After Qiao Mo wiped his body for him, he said, "The doctor told me just now that he is going to shave your head. A Yan, let me shave for you."

Xiao Yan shook her fingers, laughed hoarsely, "Shave your head bald, you mustn't dislike me."

Qiao Mo looked at him softly, and finally let out a snort and laughed, "You, if you can reduce a few rivals in love with a bald head, then I should be grateful to you."

Qiao Mo came over with a shaving clipper, seeing Xiao Yan's serious face, full of worries, Qiao Mo easily and intentionally teased: "It's just a green skin shave, why is your face so long?"

Xiao Yan's face was pale, he smiled and said nothing.

While helping him shave his hair, Jomo said, "When we were in college, there were many handsome guys in our class. In summer, they felt really hot, so they had to shave off the other side and wash, cut and blow. Several of them finished shaving their heads. , I don’t even know him anymore. After all, it’s because he’s not tough enough, how can we, A Yan, who is handsome all the year round, fascinate a bunch of girls.”

Xiao Yan was amused by her, "How can you be so exaggerated?"

Qiao Mo didn't lie to him, and asked curiously: "A Yan, when you were in high school, did you ever have that kind of washing, cutting and blow-drying? Oh, you definitely don't. You look like an excellent student, and you should have been doing it all along. , are the existence of princes."

Xiao Yan recalled those good times when he was in school. In high school, he was not a good student.

"Su Jingyu, Gu Ye, and Lu Yichuan and I were known as the Four Great Demon Kings when we were in high school. We washed, cut and blown our hair and styled it naturally, and we even wore braids for it. We skipped classes and smoked and went to Internet cafes to spend the night. Boys should be there I've done everything I've done at my age."

Qiao Mo was a little surprised, and laughed and said, "I thought you were always a cold model student, but I didn't expect you to have such an arrogant side. Then, you were so out of line at that time, you should... have been invited parents?"

"Yes, at that time, Ms. Xiao thought that I was a plaything and lost my mind, and she severely criticized me."

"Then mom may be a lesson to no avail. Although mom has a strong temper, she is still half shorter than you."

Xiao Yan sighed, "Yeah, as a son, I hated her for 30 years, and I should have hated her enough."

Qiao Mo didn't want to bring up those sadness, so he asked again: "A Yan, did you ever pursue girls in high school?"

Xiao Yan was startled and laughed, "Why do you suddenly ask such a question?"

"Hey, didn't you say that you skipped classes, smoked and did it all night? You have done what boys should do at that age, so you... must have pursued girls, right?"

Xiao Yan thought about it, and it seemed that when he thought about that time, his eyes softened a lot. He said, "Yes, I chased after. But at that time, she didn't know me, and she didn't like me."

Qiao Mo seldom shaved his hair for him. He paused slightly, somewhat jealous in his heart, and said calmly: "You are the devil king of the world, so famous, and she still doesn't know you? What kind of bookworm are you, so ignorant? "

Xiao Yan suddenly held her hand and laughed dumbly, "Yeah, what a nerd, boring."

Qiao Mo withdrew his hand and muttered softly, "But it's okay, she doesn't know you and doesn't like you, otherwise, now, I'm afraid I won't be by your side."

"That's not sure." Xiao Yan replied lightly.

Without thinking, Qiao Mo frowned, wondering: "Huh?"

"It's nothing. Even if she knew me at that time and I pursued her, she might not agree. In the end, I'm still yours."

Qiao Mo said with a small mouth, "You have already taken the initiative to attack, is there anyone who can't catch up?"

"In short, even if we can catch up, I'm afraid it will be the long march road."

The more Jomo heard what he said, the more he ate it.

After helping him shave his head, he said, "It's finished, you can take a shower later."

Qiao Mo handed him the mirror, Xiao Yan looked at himself in the mirror and laughed dumbfounded.

He stretched out his hand and touched his green forehead, it seemed that it wasn't too bad.

Qiao Mo lowered his head, kissed his scalp, looked at the man in the mirror, and said, "Look, it's still the same trouble if you shave your head."

Xiao Yan laughed, "How can anyone say that about her husband?"

Jomo was still happy, "Fortunately, it's my husband now. But then again, why didn't you chase that girl back then?"

"I want to chase after her, but I'm afraid I'll scare her."

"So careful? Then I really love you too."

Jomo turned around and said with some taste.

Xiao Yan barely propped himself up, hugged her from behind, rested his chin on the side of her neck, and said in a deep voice: "I also really love myself, and I have endured it for so many years."

Qiao Mo frowned even deeper, and turned to stare at him. This man kept talking more and more vigorously.

"Your wife is me now. In front of your wife, is it too shocking to say that you have endured for so many years for a woman?"

Qiao Mo just didn't intend to stir up this topic. If she had known this was the case, she wouldn't have known.

Originally, I was thinking about what Xiao Yan would say that he was busy with his studies in high school and had no time to chase girls or watch girls. It wasn't until he met her later that he thought about having a girlfriend.

Cut, what, it turns out that when he was chasing girls, she never enjoyed this treatment.

Thinking back to the time when they got married, this man would throw the marriage agreement in front of her in a noble and glamorous manner, with the appearance of "If you like to sign or not, you will suffer if you don't".

Don't even think about the marriage proposal ceremony.

Afterwards, this man would slowly say some love words, but compared to other husbands, Xiao Yan was still a bit reserved and indifferent.

Qiao Mo was hugged in his arms, angry at him, "Talk about your first love to your wife, do you know that the consequences will be very serious?"

What's more, when she saw him talking, she still looked intoxicated.

Xiao Yan let out a muffled laugh, feeling that Qiao Mo was getting jealous, like an angry little bun, and couldn't help teasing her: "Well, now I understand how serious the consequences are. But don't you want to know, about that girl? More things?"

Qiao Mo said angrily, "I don't want to know!"

She is pregnant now, and she doesn't want to be sulking and angering the child in her stomach, isn't it worth the candle?
Simply, stop listening!

"I want to know what that girl does with so many things? Is it possible that you still want to talk to her? No, you don't know each other at all. What's there to talk about?"

Xiao Yan gave her a meaningful look, "I thought you were looking for her to avenge me."

"Revenge for you? Is it for me? Up to now, my husband still thinks about her. Shouldn't I seek revenge from her?"

Xiao Yan kissed her cheek and neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "I've loved her for so long, but I didn't respond at all. It took me so long to catch up with her. Tell me, should you avenge me?"

Qiao Mo sneered, but when he realized something, he didn't understand: "Didn't you say that you didn't catch up? Hey, Xiao Yan, it's already this time, and you're still carrying me behind your back and hiding someone else in your heart. I'm still worried about you I have been with you for so long because of my illness. Xiao..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the man suddenly stopped her mouth.

Qiao Mo resisted a little, and he should correct his habit of kissing when he disagreed with each other.

After the lengthy kiss, Xiao Yan pressed her forehead and said in a low voice: "I never thought that the girl I like would marry me and have children for me. Xiao Mo, I am so lucky, even if the long march is long, even if In the future... there will be no time to face it, but in the end... I got it."

At that time, he was not mature enough, and she was too young. Xiao Yan was really glad that it was the later him who met the later her.

Lock her up in this life, and use the name of "Mrs. Xiao" to carry out her life.

(End of this chapter)