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, you, you bastard!

Xiao Ru Qing went out, Xiao Yan probably went to the company, so he had the time to sneak out.

The last time she mentioned to Rong Chengmo that she needed to go to Rong's to work, she was pregnant now.

The last time she'd made cookies and sweets, she'd taken the bag and was about to leave.

A black Worldly Lord suddenly came into the courtyard. She was shocked, she did not expect Xiao Yan to come back so early.

Carrying the bag, he immediately turned around and walked home.

The man had already got out of the car. Seeing her sneaking around, he called out to her, "Am I that scary? When you see me, you don't even dare to come out? "

Qiao Mo felt her scalp go numb. Taking a deep breath, she turned around with a sweet fake smile, "No, I just remembered that I still have something I haven't taken. I'll go out after I get back and take it."

Xiao Yan had already walked from the courtyard to his house. Squinting his eyes, he glanced at the biscuits and sweets in her hands as he asked coldly, "Where are you going?"

Which man was he going to please with all these things?

Thinking about it, Xiao Yan felt anger in his heart.

Qiao Mo said honestly, "Last time, I spoke with Rong's about going to work. You said that Rong's and Xiao's were sworn enemies, and that I was pregnant again, so I won't go. But President Rong is Luo Luo's friend, I will bring some biscuits and dessert to apologize. "

suddenly reached out and grabbed the bag in her hands. Qiao Mo was startled, the biscuits and dessert had already reached the man's hands, and before she could react, Qiao Mo looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what the man was trying to do. In the end, Xiao Yan just poured the biscuits and dessert out of the bag onto the ground.

Qiao Mo cried out in alarm: "Xiao Yan, what are you doing!"

He subconsciously reached out to catch it, but the crispy biscuit fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

As for the cream of the dessert, it was stuck to the ground and stained all over.

Qiao Mo stared at the chaos on the ground, she bit her lips and raised her chin to look at Xiao Yan.

"I already said, you're not allowed to go to the Rong's. Qiao Mo, don't think that just because you're pregnant with my seed, I won't dare to do anything to you."

Qiao Mo's lips turned pale from being bitten, she felt wronged, and her eyes reddened, "I said I'm not going to work, I'm going to apologize to President Rong!"

She wasn't going to meet Rong Chengmo as an employee, why would he put on a face and pour all the cookies and sweets that she had thought of so much into on the floor?

Xiao Yan slipped his hand into his pocket, took a step forward and looked at her condescendingly: "As long as you are Mrs. Xiao, no matter what your identity is, I will not allow you to see Rong Chengmo."

Qiao Mo took a deep breath, "I thought you just didn't like me, but Xiao Yan, I realized that I was just being sentimental, you hate me."

Completely detestable.

Although Xiao Yan couldn't be considered a man that was Gentleman enough, he wouldn't fuss about it with girls. Now, he actually threw her things on the ground.

Perhaps it was because she was pregnant with his child that he hated her even more?

Qiao Mo glared at Xiao Yan coldly, she reached out to wipe the tears on her face, then angrily turned back into the house and locked herself in her bedroom.

After Xiao Yan entered, he instructed the servant, "Clean the trash at the door."

His wife, Xiao Yan, made biscuits and dessert and sent it to another man. Ignore him?

… ….

Qiao Mo was in great discomfort for a long time. As she laid on the table reading the Fetal Tutorial, reading it, she could not help but fall asleep.

When it was lunchtime, Xiao Yan ate alone and felt that his heart was noisy. After eating for a while, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and coldly asked Aunt Yan: "Where's the Young Madam?"

Aunt Yan glanced at the stairs, and pointed, "Young Mistress has locked herself in the room, and said that she's angry. "I don't want to eat it."

"Angry? "Who is she angry at?" Xiao Yan sneered.

Aunt Yan said bluntly, purposely adding fuel to the fire, "Young Madam said that she was angry at Young Master for throwing her things onto the ground in the morning. Sigh... "Poor young mistress, she's still carrying a child in her stomach. She's fine even if she's hungry, it's just that our young master is hungry …"

"Aunt Yan, you have nothing to do?" Xiao Yan suddenly said.

Aunt Yan was startled, then realized that she had to shut up, and immediately laughed: "I have things to do, I have a lot of things to do … …"

As he spoke, he leisurely entered the kitchen.

Xiao Yan did not raise the chopsticks again, and looked at the floor above with his deep gaze. In the end, he could not suppress the annoyance in his heart, he got up and walked up the stairs.

… ….

The door was locked.

Xiao Yan stood at the doorway with his jade-like body, and knocked on the door without any good feelings.

Qiao Mo who was inside, put on airs, "Who is it, Aunt Yan? "I don't want to eat …"

"It's me. Open the door."

Simply put.

Qiao Mo who was inside perked her ears and raised her voice, purposely saying, "Oh, it's not Aunt Yan! Mr. Xiao? What are you doing? "

Xiao Yan clenched his teeth, at that moment, this woman called 'Mr. Xiao' was being used, right?

Qiao Mo was secretly delighted inside, wanting to anger him, but who knew that he was so fierce just now, causing her to die from anger!

It was clearly his fault, and now he still confidently asked her to open the door!

Hmph, she won't open it!

Xiao Yan snorted, and knocked on the door for the last time, his voice cold: "You can choose not to open the door, but Qiao Mo, I have a spare key, wait for me to open the door, what kind of consequences do you want to know?"

Qiao Mo who was inside thought, hmph, threatening me!

She lay on the table and closed her eyes, ready to go back to sleep, but there was no sound.

Someone like Xiao Yan, no matter what, if the key to the door was truly in his hands and he got angry, he really couldn't afford the consequences!

She rolled to her feet and went to open the door. The man had one arm propped against the wall, as if he had expected her to open the door. His face was dark as he pinched her chin with his other hand.

The grievance that was suppressed in Qiao Mo's heart started to surge again, "Could it be that you're the only one who's allowed to yell at me, and I'm not allowed to make a ruckus? Xiao Yan, why did you treat me like that? "

She really didn't understand at all why Xiao Yan got so angry in the morning.

"You don't need to understand. Do as I tell you, understand?"

The man lost her chin and headed for their bedroom.

Qiao Mo stood by the door, unmoving, stared at his back, her eyes red: "But I am not a puppet, I have my own thoughts, what right do you have to treat me like this?"

Xiao Yan had already walked to the side of the desk inside the room. His gaze turned heavy as he looked at the teaching books and the baby books on the desk.

"You've been looking at all this useless stuff?"

The man's slender fingers slightly raised the book.

Qiao Mo walked over quickly and picked up the book. She hugged it to her chest and stared at him in alarm: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Yan's originally heavy gaze landed on her small face, and for some reason, the bottom of her heart moved. All the gloom in her heart had melted, and his lips quietly curved into a gentle arc.

Qiao Mo saw that he did not say a word, her large eyes blinked a few times, and her small hands tightened.

She was about to open her mouth when the man's long legs took another step toward her. With their big palms, they pulled away the book in her hands and threw it onto the side table, covering it. They grabbed her wrists and tied them to the top of her head, gently pushing her body against the wall.

The man breathed out heavily next to her ear. His voice was soft and dumb. "Be good and beat this child to death."

Hearing that, Qiao Mo's heart became angry, her eyes became wet, and her thick curly eyelashes also became stained with a thin layer of mist. She bit her lips, "No, this child is in my stomach, no one has the right to take him away!"

Her tone was stubborn, like that of a child.

Burying under the skin of her delicate neck, Xiao Yan gently bit on it and deeply sighed, "Qiao Mo, listen to me and beat this child to death."

Qiao Mo bit her lips, and finally could no longer hold back the tears that were rolling down her cheeks.

She cried until she could not breathe, and bit the back of her hand. Her eyes were red like a little rabbit's, and she sobbed, "I don't …" Xiao Yan, you, you bastard! "

She wasn't very good at cursing, and even when she kept cursing, she was still nothing more than a scoundrel.

The man's large palm landed on her waist with an enchanting aura. His voice turned cold as he pressed the palm against her ear and said solemnly, "Qiao Mo, this is your own choice. Don't blame me."

The cloth was torn under his large palm.

Qiao Mo was thrown onto the bed by the man, she was so scared that her face turned pale white, her hands subconsciously covering her stomach, Xiao Yan seemed to transform into an Asura of Hell, walking towards her step by step, and behind him, all that was withered was like the feathers of a black angel, gloomy, cold, ruthless, fierce, like a dormant beast.

Qiao Mo cried out softly, hugged her stomach and curled up in the corner, like a helpless little stray dog. "No, I beg you …"

Was he really this heartless?

A tall black figure suddenly covered her body.

Her large palm grabbed her wrist, lowered her head, and fiercely sealed her trembling lips that were like a lonely flower.

"Ugh …" Go … "Go away!"

Tear, scream.

… ….

"Ah Yan, Qiao Mo? "Are you guys inside?"

It was Xiao Ru Qing's voice.

Xiao Ru Qing had returned!

The first thing Qiao Mo did was to react. While Xiao Yan was still drowsy, he pushed him away and hurriedly climbed down from the bed to open the door.

The moment the door was opened, before Xiao Ru Qing could even see the person clearly, Qiao Mo had already hidden behind her back and tightly gripped onto her sleeve, pitifully begging, "Mom … "Save me..."

Xiao Ru Qing was a very shrewd person, she immediately understood what was going on when she saw Qiao Mo's untidy clothes.

He then looked at Xiao Yan who was inside.

Xiao Yan's finger landed on the side of his lips and wiped away the blood.

Qiao Mo had bitten him in self-defence.

… ….

Qiao Mo was greatly frightened, and as the family doctor was comforting her, Xiao Yan was called to the study room by Xiao Ru Qing for a chat.

"Ah Yan, what exactly are you trying to do? Qiao Mo is your child in your stomach, if Qiao Mo really beats this child off, will you feel better? "

Xiao Yan sneered and raged, "At that time, who was the one who promised me that as long as I publicly revealed my relationship with Qiao Mo, they would not force Qiao Mo to have children?!"

Xiao Ru Qing was startled as she slightly lowered her gaze, feeling a little guilty, "I have indeed let you down with regards to this matter. However, as your mother, do you want your daughter-in-law to give birth to a grandson for me? Ah Yan, Mother is begging you, please don't be so heartless … "

Xiao Ruqing reached out and grabbed his hand.

Xiao Yan slowly removed his hand, his voice solemn and without a trace of emotion: "You have not played the card of kinship for many years, and now for the sake of the child in Qiao Mo's stomach, you actually want to play the card of kinship with me?"