The first spoiled marriage: the sweetheart of the president

Qiao bao'er hid himself in the cave and sat on the board. His face was depressed. He looked down at his flat abdomen. He recalled that Jun Zhimu had said those words before, but his face was straight and showed some grievances“ Girl, don't be angry with your husband. " Aunt Mo came in slowly and gave a kind advice.

Qiao Baoer retorts almost immediately, "he is not!"

What husband! It is said that junzhimu is her husband, and I feel that geying is her ear!

Aunt Mo, she was angry, but she laughed, "husband and wife always have friction and disputes, sometimes men are blunt, not good at expression, what misunderstanding, good communication."

Qiao Baoer was silent.

Just now, Lu Qinan said that the man who took her away was not sent by Jun Zhimu?

It's really not the person sent by junzhimu, but he was so fierce in the hospital before

"Drink it while it's hot. If you're hungry, the baby will be hungry." Aunt Mo handed her a thick porcelain bowl of eel stewed with black beans.

Qiao bao'er looked up at the bowl of soup with a hesitant expression.

"Your husband cooked it for you. Come on, drink it quickly."

Aunt Mo, with a kind smile and urging voice, thought of Jun Zhimu and said with admiration, "your husband is really beautiful, and his temperament has not touched our family for ten years."

Aunt Mo has never read any books, so she can only use beauty to describe your herding.

Qiao Bao Er immediately black face, angry way, "when he is angry, roar people that way can be directly when the door god ward off evil." What is beautiful is blinded by your shepherd.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she was. She looked at the big bowl of black bean eel soup in front of her.

Why should I feel bad about myself! Don't eat for nothing!!

With a straight face, Qiao bao'er took the bowl from Aunt Mo's hand and stuffed it into her mouth with a spoon, cursing the son of a bitch named Jun at the bottom of her heart.

"Your wife is... Fierce." Outside the draped curtain of the small door, Lu Qinan couldn't help sighing.

At first, she was worried about Qiao bao'er's hypocrisy and refused to eat. Now, she wolfed down the soup and ate it like an enemy.

Junzhimu didn't speak. There was a faint smile in his eyes.

Qiao bao'er soon finished the big bowl of black bean eel soup, had enough to eat and drink, and was very happy. He raised a brilliant smile at Aunt Mo, "thank you."

Her smile is so sweet. There are two dimples on her white cheek. Junzhimu looks at her like this for a moment.

"Who's out there?" Aunt Mo heard the sound of small pieces, explored and yelled.

Lu Qinan was caught in the middle of the scene, and he pursed his lips awkwardly. "It's Zhimu. He's worried..." as soon as he said it, he turned around and saw that there was no one around him. Then he noticed that junzhimu had left.

Qiao bao'er is in a bad mood. He hums angrily to Lu Qinan outside the door, "pestle outside to eavesdrop on women's talk, Lu Qinan, you eight gongs."

Lu Qinan looks depressed and really wants to teach her a lesson!

But... Qiao bao'er, the enchantress! It's hateful to rely on your herding all day long to be domineering over them.

There was only one wooden bed in the cave, which was originally the place where Mo's and his wife slept. They were hospitable and gave Qiao bao'er a rest, but Qiao bao'er refused.

"Qiao bao'er, don't you have a thick skin? Why do you want to sleep hay with us smelly men tonight?" Lu Qinan hated her and made a cool joke.

Qiao bao'er glared at him and ignored him. He went to the corner and sat on the haystack for a nap.

The clock on the wall is already 12 o'clock. Junzhimu and his men burn three fires in the open hall of the cave. They sit on their knees near the fire, and their wet clothes have been dried.

But the wind was still howling outside the door, and the rain was beating hard on the door. This terrible and strange voice clamored all night, which made them not want to sleep.

With her back against the wall and her knees in her hands, she huddled together.

She was sleepy, bent over her knees, drowsy, and soon fell asleep.

Lu Qinan and these men can't sleep and are chatting.

All of a sudden, junzhimu gave them a look. Then he noticed that Qiao bao'er was asleep and immediately shut up.

One of them was shocked and touched Lu Qinan with his elbow. He asked incoherently, "we don't want him. Was he struck by thunder?"

Lu Qinan looks at junzhimu with a distorted expression.

Mr. Lu reminded them seriously, "don't offend the witch..."

Jun Zhi Mu stood up and approached Qiao bao'er. He sat beside her and gazed at her with low eyes.

With her back against the wall, Qiao bao'er held her legs, her head resting on her knees, her face looking pale and haggard, and her hair hanging down in front of her forehead.

He stretched out his hand to her forehead a few wisps of disorderly hair Shun, or even the king's shepherd himself did not notice, his action at this time is extremely gentle.

He touched her face with his big hand, a little cold. He put his coat on her and looked at her sleeping. He was stunned.

She's very quiet when she's asleep.

But it's just when I'm asleep. It's hard to raise when I wake up, just like a hairy cat.

All of a sudden, there was a loud bang.

In front of the thick wooden door, because it was not locked, was a gust of wind burst open.

The three small fires were put out by the strong wind and rain, and the gas and oil lamp above the hall was blown down and broke.

All of a sudden, the cave was dark.

When Qiao bao'er heard the sudden loud noise, she trembled.

"Don't move." There was a low voice in my ear.

His gentle masculine breath swept her cheek and made her skin itchy.

Qiao bao'er is more flustered now. How can he sit beside me!

As if instinctively afraid of him, he immediately pushed him away, but he was hugged more tightly by the king's shepherd. "Don't move, the oil lamp is broken, and the pieces are splashed all over the ground." He added in a deep voice, with some helplessness.

Soon Lu Qinan locked the door and found a lighter to light the previous fire, which made the cave bright again.

"Hey, hey..." Lu Qinan laughed so cheap.

The flames in the fire are jumping, reflecting on the men and women in the corner. It's really ambiguous.

Qiao bao'er looked at these men curiously. Her cheeks were flushed. She struggled and whispered, "let me go!" What a shame!

"When they don't exist."

Inexplicably, junzhimu embraces her thin body, suddenly some unwilling to let go, low eyes look at her stubborn clear pupil, like coaxing, "sleep, don't make trouble."

Who's making trouble!! Qiao Baoer is very angry.

"Let go of me." She didn't dare to be too loud, she could only lower her voice to resist.

Junzhimu looks at her impetuous appearance and doesn't know how to deal with it for a moment. He really doesn't know much about women.

There was a moment's silence, and suddenly he reached out and touched her head, as if to calm her down.

Qiao Baoer's face turned black.

Lu Qinan and they turned around and thought that if Jun Zhimu did something impulsively tonight, they would pretend to be deaf.

After a long night, listening to the roaring wind and rain outside, I thought it was noisy, but gradually everyone closed their eyes and went to sleep.

But Joe couldn't sleep at all!

"Go away." She still insisted on pushing away the man around her.

But she can't earn the strength of junzhimu.

Bound by his strength, Qiao bao'er feels helpless and aggrieved again. She doesn't like affectation, or rainy night, or the sound of rain outside, which makes her eyes moist.

She was embarrassed to wake others up and said angrily in a low voice, "junzhimu, you are from a good family. Everyone is obedient to you, but what did I do wrong? I sleep with you for no reason, and I am pregnant for no reason. I am escorted to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate with you like a prisoner. What do you think I am..."

Then you say you don't want the baby, so let someone take it off. I, I know I can't stand you, but why do you treat me like this

She tried her best to suppress her voice, which was very low and light, but junzhimu could hear it clearly, and his body was shocked.

Low Mou stares at her, front gradually weak flame, reflect on Qiao Baoer endure tears stubborn cheek.

She is such a woman, do not pretend not to hide, what is not happy, will try to resist.

Jun Zhimu's complex emotions flashed through his eyes. He put his arms around her hand and released it slightly

But suddenly, Qiao bao'er seems to think of something, nervously backhand pulling him, "I, I don't want to kill this child!" Her voice trembled.

"Junzhimu, I don't want to kill this child. If you don't want it, I will! I can raise it by myself. Although I can't give it the best environment, I will try my best to... "

Her hands held his arm tightly, and her strength begged humbly, "I want to keep this child, I want it, I beg you..." tears were suppressed in her eyes.

The emperor's Mu bottom is deep, bends down the head, some impatient kisses her trembling lip petal, in an instant, her behind words pause, even the body also froze.

Not because he suddenly kisses her, but

"Sorry..."

Junzhimu's low voice seems to be very difficult and strange to say these three words.

Qiao Baoer's heart was shocked, as if it was just a mirage.

He tightened his strength more and more, put her in his arms, two warm bodies nestled together, breath intertwined, he lowered his head, thin lips attached to her ear, repeated, "Qiao bao'er, I'm sorry."

Jun Zhimu is not used to saying these three words. Since he grew up, no one has ever asked him to say such a wrong word, but last time he was in the hospital

I don't know why I care so much. I'm really angry.

Qiao bao'er seems to be scared by him. His brain is a little confused and he doesn't react.

He apologized to me

After that, no one spoke any more. He hugged her tightly and didn't let go at all, but she couldn't get rid of it. They were thinking about some things, and their heartbeat was a little messy.

Until dawn the next day, the three fires last night had been burnt out