Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Her words were endless and contradictory, but Mo Beiting understood them.

The man "en" a, no longer look at her.

"Third brother, I..."

She moved her lips, but for a moment she was speechless.

Yi Qiao brain of the existing love words almost lack, she bit the lip, think for a few seconds and helplessly give up.

Mo Beiting glanced at her face and said calmly, "we don't need to say sorry or thank you. We are husband and wife. Since I married you, your responsibility should be borne by me. My shoulder is here all the time. As long as you are willing to rely on me, you don't have to force yourself so tightly. You have me. "

His words are really plain and plain.

It's not as touching as those "I love you" and "I miss you" that dandies can easily pick up.

But Yi Qiao felt that this was the most touching words in the world.

No fear, no pain, no exile, no dependence.

What kind of love words can be compared with these four sentences.

All this needs is a strong shoulder!

But these touching words can be used as poison.

Even when Mo Beiting was the worst to her at first, she never thought that one day she would never know this man.

At that time, these love words became the sharpest arrows, which hurt my heart every time I think of them.

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At the end of the next day, naomin called back to Mo's home to eat.

Yi Qiao picked a short sweater with lantern sleeves, black wide leg trousers, and a long white down jacket. Her hair was tied into a ponytail and she put on a light makeup!

Mo Beiting squinted at her with a pair of long and narrow eyes. He didn't speak. He just picked a long scarf from the wardrobe and put it around her.

When they arrived at Mo's house, they heard a burst of baby crying and the voice of a woman's bossing.

Mo Beiting picked to pick eyebrow, "Mo seven dye, you have seen, in the hospital."

That scene is unforgettable enough, Yi Qiao recalled a little and then remembered.

At that time, I didn't feel any special emotion. Now I think about it. Looking at the smiling men around me, I feel full of embarrassment.

"The third young master, the third young lady," the housekeeper brought them slippers, "the seventh young lady is coming. She is pointing at the child and scolding her, saying that she wants to reason with her. Now she's taken to the inner garden."

Yi Qiao looks up at Mo Beiting, "is it big?"

In her impression, it should take a child of one or two years to listen.

When she saw Mo Qiran at that time, she didn't think how big her stomach was!

Mo Beiting: "you will know when you see it."

Mo Beiting takes Yi Qiao to the inner garden. Chun min, Mo JuYang, Mo JuYang's husband Gu Zhao, Mo huanpeng, his wife Su Jin, and Mo Qiran's husband Xu Nan are all here.

There are also two children, one male and one female, about three or four years old, probably from Mo JuYang and Mo Huanhuan.

Mo Qiran stood there, pointing to the child in her husband's arms, who had just been on the moon. She twisted her eyebrows and sighed: "how can you cry like that? Just like your father, you are so bored."

There were bursts of laughter around.

Xu Nan was embarrassed, and his face was flushed. "Can you stop talking about it all the time? I'm tired to death. I don't care about you. I see you are in pain in bed. The doctor won't let you cry. I'm not helping you."

The people around him laughed again.

Yi Qiao also couldn't help but hook the lips, very light, and quickly convergence.

She looked up at Mo Beiting, trying to see something different from his plain face. She always felt sorry for the child. Although the doctor just said it was not easy to get pregnant, she was not so optimistic that she would have such good luck.

Mo Beiting held her hand, "don't worry, I won't cry, I'm not so counseling."

The people in the garden had already seen them when they were standing here talking. The first ones who came were the children of Mo JuYang and Mo huanpeng.

With short legs, he waddled into Mo Beiting's arms, "little uncle, little uncle."

Mo Beiting pulled them down by their back collars with no expression. The position was very accurate. He would not strangle them or hurt them. "Stand up."

The two children stood up straight at once and did not dare to be presumptuous any more.

He ran over Yi Qiao, "this is the elder sister's son. Think about it. The second brother's daughter, Xiao Nan, is called little aunt and little aunt."

For children, little aunt and little aunt are just a title, they have no concept, Yi Qiao is not very close to outsiders in their eyes, obediently called people to play.