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

Chapter 53 The belt you gave, you untie it yourself
Xiao Yan did not personally send Su Hua back to the Banshan Villa, but sent a driver to take her back.

After delivering Su's paintings, Xiao Yan turned back from the yard, and Qiao Mo bumped into him.

She was just about to ask if Su Hua had left, but he began to scold her first, "I bought a present but didn't give it away, are you planning to rot?"

"No, no...you can change it quickly, this belt is not suitable for you."

"Why doesn't it fit?" Wei Wei shackled her between her chest and the wall with a little force.

Jomo blinked his eyelids, "It's too cheap, not worthy of you."

The belt that Su Hua bought for more than 5 yuan was worthy of his status.

Xiao Yan stared at her with a pair of black eyes, "You are not outstanding, and you are not good enough for me."

"...If you don't deserve it, you don't deserve it." He muttered.

But I thought in my heart, then you still married me.

"Do you know what it means to give a man a belt?" Finger pulp, stroking her tender lips.

She evasively said, "I How would I know."

"You, want to trap me. Like last night."

The wet and hot breath sprayed on her small face, she shrank her neck, but Xiao Yan grabbed her small white hand and put it on the hard belt buckle around her waist, "The belt you gave me, you want it every night from now on." Untie it yourself."

Qiao Mo's ears burst into red, "I'm going upstairs!"

Xiao Yan was in a good mood looking at the little figure running away.

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After Qiao Mo's body recuperated, Luo Luo often asked Luo Luo to go shopping with her.

In the large shopping mall, Luo Luo supported her while looking at some baby products with her.

He muttered: "Your family is too unqualified. Every time you go out shopping, you still need your best friend to accompany you. You are pregnant now!"

Qiao Mo smiled lightly and didn't care because she knew how busy Xiao Yan was.

"He is busy. There are so many people in the company to manage, and there are so many important meetings in a day. Isn't it very ignorant for me to ask him to go shopping with me?"

Qiao Mo has always had a good temper, and he will not be jealous.

Luo Luo didn't think so, "I'm just talking to you! Momo, I'm not afraid of you being disadvantaged. There is a big gap between your identity and Xiao Yan's. Now that you have a child, you should become a queen again. Women, it is at this time that you can manipulate men around! Besides, you are pregnant, so you have to take care of your husband!"

"You have a really big brain hole. Xiao Yan is so busy every day, so he won't have time to do something with women."

Luo Luo sighed, hating that iron cannot be made into steel, "You are the only one who can rest assured."

"I'm worried, can I still be suspicious all day long?"

Luo Luo gave Qiao Mo a blank look, and stretched out his hand to touch Qiao Mo's gradually protruding belly, "Baby, you have to fight for your mother! Don't let your mother be bullied by your father!"

Luo Luo was bending over, talking to the child in Qiao Mo's stomach.

"Momo, I will be the child's godmother when the child is born! How about it?"

"Okay."

With a flash of light from the corner of Qiao Mo's eyes, she saw a familiar figure. She frowned, and only the backs of a man and a woman were left in her eyes.

She withdrew her arm from Luo Luo's arm and said with an excuse: "Luo Luo, you are here, I suddenly remembered that there is something to buy over there! I'll go buy it!"

"Hey! Momo! What are you doing? I'll just go get it...! Slow down!"

……

Qiao Mo walked very fast, and when he caught up with the man and woman, he was in the daily necessities section.

Jomo hid behind the shelves, secretly staring at them——

Song Xiazhi Xiao Niao Yiren held Xiao Yan's arm, and the two stood together, as intimate as a couple.

They... are buying beds.

Song Xiazhi even asked: "Brother Xiao, which bed is better, or that one?"

There was a hint of impatience between Xiao Yan's brows, as if a husband who didn't like shopping accompanied his wife to buy this or that, "Whatever."

Jomer's feet seemed to be fixed in place, his hands clenched tightly, and his fingertips were embedded in his palms.

She bit her lip and looked at them with blurred vision.

The relationship between Xiao Yan and Song Xiazhi is close enough to buy a bed together?

He had time to go shopping with Song Xiazhi, but he couldn't spare the time to go shopping with her.

The little hand subconsciously landed on the slightly raised abdomen.

——Baby, does dad really...don't like mom at all?

His eyes were sour, and tears fell quietly.

She didn't recover until the paired figures in the daily necessities section disappeared.

Luo Luo hurried over pushing the supermarket van and appeared behind her.

"Silence! What are you looking at?"

Jomo was startled, wiped the warmth off his face, bowed his head and left.

"No, I didn't see anything. Let's go."

Luo Luo felt strange, why did his eyes turn red when he didn't see anything?
"Why are you crying?"

Qiao Mo rubbed his eyes subconsciously, "It's nothing, it seems to be blinded by sand."

"What about the things you bought?"

Qiao Mo was startled, reached out and panickedly took a pack of sanitary napkins from the side and threw them into the shelf.

Luo Luo: "...you are pregnant, what kind of sanitary pads do you buy?"

Qiao Mo was in a mess, clenched his fingers, bit his lips and said, "...my mother-in-law used it."

Luo Luo has a black line: "..."

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After coming out of the supermarket, Jomo was in a daze.

In the elevator, Jomo's cell phone rang.

Caller ID, Xiao Yan.

Luo Luo saw that she didn't answer in a daze, and rubbed her arm, "Your husband! Why don't you answer it soon?"

The elevator arrived at the underground garage on the first floor, and opened with a "ding dong".

Jomo saw the familiar black Spyker. The man was standing by the door with his back facing her, holding a mobile phone with his slender fingers.

With trembling fingers, she connected the phone.

The male voice was mellow and deep, especially gentle and pleasant.

"where?"

Jomo was standing in the elevator, staring blankly at that figure's back, and said slowly, "I, I'm at home. How about you?"

"I'm at the company."

In the eyes, the stopped tears fell again, Qiao Mo held back the crying, forced a smile and asked, "When will you come back?"

"I'll be home in half an hour."

Jomo: "Then I'll hang up, pay attention when driving on the road."

……

When Luo Luo came out of the elevator with a big bag of things, the black Spyker passed by them.

"That car looks so familiar! It seems to be Xiao Yan's car! Look at it silently!"

Jomo stood in the dimly lit underground garage. The black Spyker taillights turned on, which hurt her eyes. It seemed that there was a cold wind blowing into every pore of her body.

The Spyker, who was drifting away, drove out of her blurred vision.

She moved her lips and said, "No, that's not Xiao Yan's car."

Just, very similar.

……

Mid-level villa.

When Song Xiazhi got out of the car, he specifically asked Xiao Yan: "Brother Xiao, are you really not going to sit in the house?"

Xiao Yan didn't intend to stay, "Come again next time, I have something to do tonight."

Song Xiazhi lowered her face in frustration, bit her lip and said, "Is it because of Sister Qiao?"

The man was silent and did not speak.

Song Xiazhi continued: "Brother Xiao doesn't even want to wear the belt I gave you. The one you're wearing is from sister Qiao, right?"

"I know." Xiao Yan frowned.

She smiled wryly, "Brother Xiao, I see, I got off the car. Be careful driving on the road."

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When Qiao Mo returned to Xiao's villa, the Spyker had already parked in the yard.

Qiao Mo came in from the door carrying a supermarket bag, Xiao Yan strode over and brought the things in her hand.

"Didn't you say you were at home? Why did you run out alone?"

The corners of Qiao Mo's eyes were red, Xiao Yan reached out to caress them, "What's wrong with the eyes?"

Qiao Mo avoided his face for a while, "It's nothing, the cold wind is blowing. It's okay."

……

Qiao Mo avoided Xiao Yan and went straight upstairs.

The man's sharp eyes fell on the supermarket plastic bag in his hand.

On the plastic bag, it says XX supermarket.

The huge plastic bag was full of baby products and some textbooks for pregnant women.

Xiao Yan raised his long legs and walked upstairs.

……

Jomo stood in front of the window, his eyes were empty, he didn't know what he was staring at.

When the man's arms held her tightly in his arms, she flinched.

On one side of the table, there was a date on the birth inspection form.

Xiao Yan said lightly: "Go to the obstetric examination tomorrow?"

Jomo nodded his chin, "Yes."

"Need me to accompany you?"

Qiao Mo was taken aback, and turned his head to look at him slightly: "Do you have time?"

"I am the father of the child. This little thing should be done."

After all, Jomo was a little flattered, "If you really don't have time, don't force yourself."

She is not so pitiful that she needs his occasional mercy and charity.

"Xiao Mo..." His thin lips pressed against her cool and soft ears, and he asked hoarsely, "Didn't you say you like me? Why are you pushing me away now?"

"If liking you makes you feel like a burden, I won't like you again in the future. I won't make you feel awkward between me and Song Xiazhi."

Her slightly annoyed emotions surfaced on her small face without a trace of concealment, which was accurately captured by Xiao Yan.

"Because I went shopping with Song Xiazhi in the supermarket, are you jealous?"

Qiao Mo was speechless for a moment when he was asked rhetorically, his pretty face flushed red, "I...no!"

He went shopping with Song Xiazhi, what does it have to do with her?
Not just shopping, she can also go shopping with other men!

Xiao Yan suddenly hugged her up, Qiao Mo was caught off guard and exclaimed, "Hey... what are you doing?"

"sleep!"

Sleep, sleep, sleep with his big head ghost!

Qiao Mo was shocked, "I don't want to sleep with you!"

Xiao Yan grabbed her body and held her tightly in his arms, "Well, you sleep yours, and I'll be mine."

Joe Mer's ears were blushing: "..."

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Early the next morning, Xiao Yan left a message and told Qiao Mo that the driver would take her to the hospital first, and after the meeting in the morning, he would go directly from Xiao's to the hospital to accompany her for the prenatal checkup.

When he arrived at the hospital, like all pregnant women, Jomo sat in a rest chair and waited in line for his number to be called.

Sitting beside a couple in their 30s, their faces were full of sweetness and a little nervous.

The woman kept chattering like a chatterbox, but her husband not only didn't think she was noisy, but also listened to her patiently, occasionally responded, occasionally nodded seriously, and occasionally reached out to touch her protruding abdomen.

After waiting for half an hour, Qiao Mo finally received a call from Xiao Yan.

"Where have you been?" she asked as soon as she opened her mouth.

"I'm sorry, I may not be able to make it through, I know that the illness suddenly..."

Qiao Mo didn't listen to the following words at all, he just opened his lips and said dully: "Oh, I see..."

Unconsciously, he hung up the phone.

"Jomo" was called on the display screen of the hospital calling number.

The pregnant woman next to her came over and glanced at her registration form, "Miss, I've called you, are you Qiao Mo?"

Only then did Jomo come to his senses, "Oh, yes, I am."

He got up and hurried to the doctor's office.

After helping her with a series of checkups, the doctor saw that she was alone, and reminded her with concern: "A pregnant woman comes out alone for checkups. What if something happens? How dangerous is it? Next time, ask your husband to come for checkups, no matter how busy you are. It's a big deal, right?"

Jomo nodded reluctantly, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)