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

Chapter 42 On Jomo, out of control again and again
After being kissed, Jomo's mind went blank, she even felt hypoxic, she didn't even dare to breathe, after a lengthy kiss passed, the man gently stroked her slightly swollen lips, and pressed his forehead against hers, hoarse Ask: "Is this okay?"

At the highest point of the Ferris wheel, kiss with the person you love, and you will be happy.

He asked her, is it okay to kiss like this?
Jomo's face turned red, and he buried her in his arms.

Xiao Yan suppressed a sigh, stretched out his hand to hold her little head, hugged her into his arms, sniffed the stars in her soft hair, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Something was really wrong with Xiao Yan today. Qiao Mo thought that their schedule would end before dinner, and Xiao Yan would take her back to Xiao's house for dinner. Unexpectedly...

Qiao Mo pursed his mouth, and his clear eyes were full of anticipation, "Why are you so free today?"

Xiao Yan pondered slightly, "No matter how busy you are, you still have to accompany your wife and son, don't you?"

Now, Qiao Mo's cheeks are not only hot, but also his heart is beating violently, and his chest is hot, as if covered with a warm water bag.

When he said this, it was very natural.

They are like the most ordinary and natural couples. The wife is pregnant, and the husband takes his wife to the playground to relax with the baby.

Qiao Mo raised his small face, smiled sweetly at him, squinted his big eyes, curved like crescent moons, and nodded his little head heavily.

"Ok!"

Xiao Yan looked at her red lips so close, his temples faintly dizzy, and that involuntary feeling came to his heart again.

He is not a person with heavy desires, but on Qiao Mo, he lost control time and time again.

He lowered his head and was about to kiss her soft lips when the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang inappropriately.

Embarrassed for a moment, Qiao Mo pursed his lips, turned his face away, and watched the ferris wheel slowly descend from the highest point to the bottom.

Xiao Yan took out his mobile phone, and when he saw the caller ID, he frowned tightly with his straight and deep eyebrows, looked at Qiao Mo on the side, paused, and then picked up.

A calm male voice came from the phone——

"The operation is scheduled for the end of this month, A Yan, you can decide for yourself. If you continue to procrastinate, in the end, you will only have Qiao Mo dragging his newly aborted body onto the operating table. Instead of doing this, at the beginning of the month, just Drain, there is still a month to recover."

Xiao Yan responded lightly, without any extra words, just said to Dr. Jin over there: "I will arrange it."

After Xiao Yan hung up the phone, his face was cold and not very good-looking. Qiao Mo thought there was something wrong with the company, and asked concerned: "Is there something urgent in the company? Do you want to go back later? I can do it by myself. go back……"

However, Xiao Yan lowered the corners of his lips. Obviously, he was dissatisfied with her overly generous attitude, "Qiao Mo, you can act like a baby to me instead of pushing me away."

Qiao Mo pursed his mouth, lowered his face sullenly and said, "Do I have that qualification?"

After all, in this marriage, there was no love between them from the beginning to the end. Even if there was, it was Qiao Mo's wishful thinking.

"Jomo, you have."

Qiao Mo was shocked, "Did you accept my confession?"

"You are Mrs. Xiao, so you have."

In a word, Qiao Mo was thrown into hell again.

Since you don't like her, then don't treat her so well and let her have so many fantasies about him.

The atmosphere was cold, the Ferris wheel just reached the ground, Xiao Yan walked out with long legs, and then led Qiao Mo out.

As soon as he came out, Xiao Yan was grabbed by a little girl's suit trouser legs, and a childish voice sounded: "Uncle, can you buy a flower for this sister?"

Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo were both startled, where did the little devil come here.

Qiao Mo thought that someone as cold and ruthless as Xiao Yan would not talk to this little girl, but to her surprise, Xiao Yan squatted down at this moment, took out a one-hundred-dollar card from his wallet, He asked the little girl solemnly: "Tell me, why do you call me uncle, but the wife who is called uncle is sister?"

Jomo: "..."

So he cares about this!

The little girl blinked her big pure eyes, and took out a flower from the flower basket on her small arm with her little hand, and handed it to Xiao Yan, "Because my uncle is very handsome, so my uncle's wife must be very happy. She is too young, so I call her sister."

Xiao Yan was teased by the little girl, and in a slightly good mood, he handed her the money, stroked her little head, and after receiving the flowers, said: "Go."

After Xiao Yan got up, he handed the flowers to Qiao Mo.

Jomo caught it, and said cautiously, "Actually, she was right."

He is 32 years old, she is only 22 years old, he is an uncle.

These words fell into the man's ears, there was something wrong no matter what, the man frowned, and rolled the little woman into his arms, his big palms shackled her waist, "What are you talking about? I'm old?"

Qiao Mo bit his lip, smiled and said, "I didn't say it, you said it yourself."

The man lowered his head, exhaled heavily on the side of her ear, and bit her white and soft earlobe, "Don't you know best if I am old or not? If I am old, you can take birth control pills and have sex at the same time." Pregnant?"

Ashamed, Qiao Mo covered his thin lips with his soft little hand, "Stop talking."

Really... When it comes to dirty words, there is no restraint at all.

Unfortunately, he is still very serious.

After getting out of the playground and into the car, Jomo put on his seat belt and asked uncomfortably, "Are you playing hooligans like this when you're with other girls?"

Xiao Yan didn't answer a word as if he didn't hear her voice.

Jomer just pretended, he didn't want to answer this question.

Black Spyker drove some distance, and Jomer asked, "Where are we going to eat?"

Xiao Yan answered her this time, "Do you want Chinese food or Western food?"

"...Well, I can do whatever I want."

"Let's have western food then."

Mrs. Xiao should have a candlelight dinner once.

Qiao Mo's little head leaned over, and deliberately joked: "Could it be a candlelight dinner?"

"What, don't you like it?"

Xiao Yan glanced at her coldly as usual, and could not see anything unusual.

Qiao Mo curled his mouth, leaned back on the seat, lowered his watery eyes, and played with his fingers, "...do you have anything you want me to help you with?"

Xiao Yan's knuckle fingers holding the steering wheel paused.

"Do you need a reason to be nice to you?"

Qiao Mo broke his little hands and said, "One, you don't like me, so you do this not because of feelings at all, and you are cold and cold, and you don't do it because I am Xiao Xiao in your name." Madam, just take me out for a whole day to play every scene, that's too uneconomical, and I can't think of anything else."

Spyker, drove to the door of a western restaurant, and stopped slowly.

Xiao Yan unbuttoned his seat belt, and his slender body suddenly overturned. He stared at her clear pupils with black eyes, and said word by word: "Then what if I like you?"

Jomo was dazed for a moment, as if she was fixed on the seat, unable to move, and she didn't even dare to breathe vigorously, as if she was afraid of blowing away the illusion all at once.

Seeing her startled, the man reached out and squeezed her small face, "Are you scared?"

Jomo's face paled slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Get out of the car."

……

A man like Xiao Yan must go to a high-end western restaurant. The elegant violin sounds very pleasant, and the environment is quiet, which is very suitable for Xiao Yan's temperament.

Red wine, steak, candlelight...the beauty made Qiao Mo feel that everything was not real.

Xiao Yan thoughtfully replaced her red wine with fruit juice.

"The steak here is very famous, and the taste is very good. You should eat more."

Jomo ate, but she shook her head with a bitter smile on her lips, "I still think Chinese food is delicious."

"Then next time, I'll take you to eat Chinese food."

Qiao Mo laughed, pursed his lips and said, "The best Chinese food is in a place you've never been to."

Xiao Yan carefully cut the steak on the plate into small pieces, fearing that Qiao Mo would not be used to it, he specially ordered medium rare.

He put a small piece of steak on her plate, with a warm smile on his face, "Tell me, where is it?"

"Food stall. The pickled fish in it is the best."

When Qiao Mo spoke, his mouth was drooling.

Her eyes fell on Xiao Yan again, "That kind of place is not suitable for you, if you go to that kind of place in this outfit..."

"What will happen?"

"...Everyone will look at you like Shamat."

Xiao Yan smiled lightly, "I can change this body and go with you."

Qiao Mo took a sip of the fruit juice and almost choked. After a long time, her small face became depressed, "The next time you are willing to accompany me out, maybe we are already divorced."

Although two years is still a long time, as soon as Qiao Mo thinks about it now, his heart hurts.

Xiao Yan didn't say anything else. Halfway through eating, Xiao Yan took out a small rose-colored delicate velvet box.

Push it in front of Jomo, "Open it and have a look."

Jomo joked, "Could it be a wedding ring?"

When they got married, there was no wedding ceremony, not even a wedding ring.

Although Qiao Mo had expected what was inside, when he opened it and saw the diamond ring, his heart trembled violently.

The ring is very delicate and elegant. The inner ring is inlaid with bits of diamonds. It looks like it is worth a lot.

Xiao Yan stared at her with clear eyes, "Do you like the style of the supply? If you don't like it, choose another one."

There are no girls who don't like such luxurious and gorgeous things, including Jomo.

Xiao Yan has always had a good eye. The ones he picks are naturally good-looking and in line with aesthetics.

But her face darkened, she put down the small velvet box, and pushed it to his hand again, "It's beautiful, but I don't need it."

Wedding rings are originally a symbol of love and marriage.

They, strictly speaking, are not normal couples.

Xiao Yan took the ring from the box, pulled her little hand with a strong force, and put the diamond ring on her ring finger.

Rubbing his fingertips, the man looked at her small hand wearing the diamond ring with admiration, "The size and style are all suitable, it seems that my visual inspection is correct."

Qiao Mo stretched out his hand and wanted to pull it out, but Xiao Yan grabbed his hand.

The man's words were cold, "You can dispose of the things you send out as you like. If you don't think it's a waste, you can throw them in the trash can."

Jomo: "..."

When Xiao Yan wanted to do something, he was stubborn and domineering.

He was about to get her right, and he was reluctant to throw her into the trash can.

On the way back, Qiao Mo subconsciously caressed the diamond ring on his ring finger, thinking that after they divorced, she would give it back to him.

If there is no love, what's the point of asking for this ring?
(End of this chapter)