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

Chapter 58

Qiao Mo was tossed until early in the morning, when his body suddenly became heavy, and he was almost out of breath.

The little hands were scratching wildly, "Um..."

"Joe, Mo! Do you know that you are married? What is it to know your behavior?"

Qiao Mo was confused, woke up, his eyelids were sleepy, and the woman just woke up with a lazy and charming look, which almost made Xiao Yan's blood boil.

For a moment, the anger was suppressed namelessly, but in Xiao Yan's dark eyes, there was a monstrous anger rolling, "I like the feeling of cheating? Don't you find it particularly exciting?"

"What... um! No..."

Plug her little mouth and abuse her wantonly.

His icy voice penetrated into her ear, "From now on, you have no right to say no!"

Qiao Mo's head was dizzy, and he choked up crying: "Xiao Yan...what are you doing...! I didn't cheat...! Don't slander me anymore!"

"Jomo, let me ask you, was the relationship with Rong Chengmo before me or after me? What did you do when you were with him, huh?!"

Qiao Mo's tears rolled down into his temples, and he opened his lips and said, "I don't...I don't have He Rongcheng Mo..."

Why should she admit to something she didn't do?She and Rong Chengmo are innocent.

Xiao Yan lowered his head, and bit her small mouth hard, a bead of blood oozed from that delicate lip.

"So, He Rongchengmo did it, didn't he?"

The man's clear breath filled Qiao Mo's whole body domineeringly and strongly.

After a rough affair, there was no tenderness at all, it was almost as fierce as Qiao Mo was bitten into pieces and swallowed into his stomach.

When he finally pulled away to leave, Xiao Yan held the back of her head, pressed his thin lips against her bloodshot lips, and asked fiercely: "Qiao Mo, how dare you?!"

Jomo was half dazed and half awake, with a pair of arms wrapped around his neck, and the sweaty hair on his forehead stuck to his pale and flushed face, making him look more and more haggard and weak.

……

All night, she was like a small boat floating on the sea, staggering, unable to find its direction, and unable to dock on the shore.

When I woke up the next day, my bones were almost falling apart.

From the strands of hair to the toes, it is full of the scent of that man.

With his eyes closed, he subconsciously stretched out his small hand and looked at the side of his body, it was empty.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and the bed next to her seemed like no one had slept in it.

However, she clearly knew that Xiao Yan had come back last night, and he also grabbed her to do something violent.

His body was sore and sore, he didn't think about it, turned over and wrapped himself in a quilt, and continued to sleep soundly.

But when he closed his eyes again, he couldn't fall asleep.

In my heart and mind, there are all the pictures I made and entangled last night.

Even though it was such an intimate matter, Xiao Yan did it neatly and indifferently, without any emotion...

And last night, the long-lost sense of fear struck again. Xiao Yan last night was like the man who took her first night four years ago, decisive and indifferent, as if she was just there to vent.

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Four months pregnant, but raped.

Qiao Mo didn't have the face to tell Xiao Ruqing about it, so he could only bear it.

Wash up and go downstairs for breakfast.

There was no sign of Xiao Yan in the room.

Seeing Qiao Mo come down, Mrs. Yan said with a pleasant smile, "Young Madam, I just made bird's nest porridge. You can drink some while it's hot."

Jomo was just hungry, so he nodded.

Absent-minded, she finally couldn't help asking: "Sister-in-law Yan, Xiao Yan... have you gone to the company?"

Talking about Xiao Yan, Madam Yan frowned, and asked in a low voice: "Young Madam, are you having a conflict with the Young Master? I saw that the Young Master had a bad complexion and a bad temper this morning, so he left early without having breakfast. gone."

Jomo was taken aback, "...Really?"

She also didn't understand why she had angered him. She and Rong Chengmo were clearly friends of gentlemen, and they had nothing. Why did he falsely accuse her of cheating?
Seeing that Qiao Mo's face was not happy, Mrs. Yan had a guess in her heart, so she smoothed things over and reminded her: "Since the young master is angry with the young lady, how can there be no temper between this husband and wife? Men? , just coax it."

Qiao Mo smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid he doesn't need me to coax."

What he needs, maybe Su Hua, maybe Song Xiazhi, it shouldn't be her Qiao Mo.

He... hated her so much.

"How could it be? Hey... the young master loses his temper when he loses his temper, and he doesn't eat breakfast. When he gets busy in the company later, he probably doesn't eat lunch when he gets angry... This child, I also grew up watching him, You really have a stubborn temper, you have a bad stomach, and you still mess around like this...what should I do?"

Qiao Mo was a little moved, and bit his little mouth, as if he couldn't bear it.

Sister-in-law Yan continued her efforts: "When I eat at the company, when I'm busy, I eat outside food, gutter oil and so on. It's so unhealthy. No wonder my stomach will be damaged. Where can I find healthy nutrition at home?"

Qiao Mo sighed slightly, pursed his lips and said, "Okay, Sister-in-law Yan, stop talking, I'll send meals to the company, is that okay?"

Aunt Yan then relaxed her brows, and looked at Qiao Mo with a smile: "Young Madam is really a bodhisattva!"

Jomo: "..."

Although Qiao Mo was still angry about what happened last night, he held back his temper when he thought that Xiao Yan might have a stomachache.

Luo Luo was right, she was so easy to talk, that's why Xiao Yan ate her to death.

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Qiao Mo was carrying the insulated lunch box and stood under the Xiao's building with his face upturned.

After hesitating for a while, I mustered up the courage to go in.

……

in the conference room.

Zhao Qian whispered in Xiao Yan's ear, "Boss, my wife is here."

The man was indifferent, expressionless, "Let her wait."

……

Qiao Mo sat on the sofa in the president's office, quietly waiting for Xiao Yan.

After a long time, she got a little bored from sitting, so she got up and wandered around the office.

Behind the desk is a large floor-to-ceiling window with plenty of light. She stretched her waist and let out a comfortable breath.

The phone vibrated, and Luo Luo shared a link to her on WeChat.

Click on it, and there is such a title——

"How does a pregnant woman keep her husband's heart? Let's raise my posture."

The pictures below are more ten, eight, and banned than the other!

Qiao Mo immediately closed it, backed out, and sent two words, "Liu, rascal."

Luo Luo made a shy expression.

Qiao Mo suddenly remembered the scene with Xiao Yan last night, all of them were blushing and heart beating...

His little face was hot and blushed.

Probably because she was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't hear any footsteps behind her, until the familiar masculine scent of amber came to her ears and poured into her cochlea, she immediately put the phone in her pocket, and went to look later.

A tall and straight body was attached to her slender back, and her voice was deep and magnetic, "During the day, in my office, do you think of men and blush?"

Cold and slender fingers clasped her flushed face.

"Which man makes you miss you so much? Xiao, Tai, Tai—"

She was like a frightened little white rabbit, her slender body couldn't help but retreat, sticking to the floor-to-ceiling window, Xiao Yan approached inch by inch, pressing her against the transparent glass.

Qiao Mo pursed his lips and frowned slightly. He didn't like his approaching so forcefully, "Sister Yan... Sister Yan asked me to bring you food."

"Want to feed me?" The big palm slipped in from under the hem of her clothes.

Qiao Mo let out a "hmm" at a loss, but he held him tightly, "Um..."

The woman's soft white hands pushed indiscriminately, "Let's eat first, I'm hungry."

"Exactly, I'm hungry too."

She bit her small mouth, shy, and rushed out, the hunger he said was...

But, she is really not in the mood now, and him...

The man's big hand suddenly turned over, and he took out the mobile phone from her pocket.

The screen of the phone is still on, because I hid it too quickly, and the interface still stays on the WeChat chat with Luo Luo.

Qiao Mo was afraid that Xiao Yan saw something he shouldn't have seen, so he reached out to snatch it back, but was restrained by the man's big palm.

His stern eyebrows frowned slightly, "Don't move."

Slender fingers, click on the link——

In the next moment, those dark eyes stared closely at her small face, "Isn't that enough last night? A pregnant woman wants to play ten, eight, and forbidden games with men?"

No matter how low Qiao Mo's EQ was, he could hear the humiliation in Xiao Yan's tone at this moment, and his heart felt uncomfortable, full of swelling and sourness.

"It's just Luo Luo..."

"You're used to blaming others for everything, aren't you?"

Unceremoniously cutting off the little woman's words, her long arms were fixed on the floor-to-ceiling glass behind her, and her whole body was wrapped in his arms. This small space made Qiao Mo feel a little suffocated.

"I do not have……"

Why does he look down on her like this?Just don't trust her like that?

Qiao Mo lowered his eyes slightly, shook his head slightly, forget it, don't explain it, and he wouldn't believe it if he explained it.

Her tone also became calm, "Sister-in-law Yan asked me to deliver food to you. In case you are hungry, she also prepared crucian carp soup. You can drink it while it's hot. I'll go back first."

In the insulated lunch box, there are meals for two people, but now, Qiao Mo thinks that is unnecessary.

His lowered eyes fell on his slender waist. He was not wearing the belt she bought for him before.

Did his love for her only last for a few days when she was abducted and sold into the mountains by human traffickers?
I don't like it anymore, and even threw away the belt she gave me?
Jomo lowered his face, smiled wryly, and tried to walk away from his arms.

But the man's arm pushed her back into his embrace.

He grabbed her suddenly from behind, sending hot breath into her cochlea, his voice was low and pleasant, "Waiting for me for a long time?"

The sudden tenderness made Qiao Mo startled slightly.

"No... no."

The man's thin lips came up from behind her ears. Qiao Mo was startled, a little scared, and immediately avoided his face and ran away.

Xiao Yan's deep black eyes stared at her sharply and coldly, and said mockingly, "I'm not allowed to touch?"

He is her legal husband, if Rong Chengmo can touch her, he can't, right? !
Anger, burning.

Qiao Mo's shoulders trembled slightly, and he explained, "I'm not used to it... Being forced is a very dark thing, Xiao Yan, I hope you can respect me."

With red eyes, she raised her face, trying to reason with him.

But this stubborn and proud man ignored her so-called "reason" at all. With black eyes furious, he pinched her chin and asked, "Aren't you used to being touched by me? Then I touch you less, so you are not used to me." ? Force? Respect? Jomo, do you think you deserve my respect?"

If she was worthy before that, then now, she is not worthy!

Carrying her to the spacious desk, and waving the documents on it with his big hand, Qiao Mo subconsciously shook.

A sense of resistance, fear, trembling... Swept over a little bit.

"Xiao Yan, this is the office!"

Does he still want to rape and rape her again like last night? !

(End of this chapter)