C177 Kitchen or sofa, choose

He half dragged Qiao Mo into the bathroom, and ten minutes later, the two of them were standing under the shower of flowers. Xiao Yan had just lathered her with a "kacha" sound and the electricity stopped.

Qiao Mo was so shocked that she immediately jumped into his embrace. The flowers were still spurting warm water onto the two of them.

The little girl's little hand tightly held onto his firm arm as she whispered, "How come there's suddenly a power failure …?"

Xiao Yan's thoughts were not entirely focused on the matter of the power outage. In the darkness, his black eyes shone brightly as he said in a hoarse voice, "If the landlord has either turned off the electric switch or the fuse is burnt out, I will go repair it later. Don't be afraid."

Qiao Mo was moving randomly in his arms, rubbing against him as she was engulfed in flames.

But this little woman, she was completely unaware, her little hands were still caressing his body, "Ah Yan, quickly bathe, after you shower, go out and repair yourself …"

"What for? "Hmm?" The man's large palm grabbed her slender waist, pressing his aura against her small ears and saying in a deep voice, "Little Mo, you're so slippery."

The little slippery thing in his arms was like a snake.

Qiao Mo's face flushed red. This man … Even at a time like this, he still had the mood to joke around.

The little fist lightly punched him, "Quickly wash …"

In the next moment, Xiao Yan accurately touched her lips and fiercely grabbed it.

"Ugh …"

"It's good to be in the dark!"

The corners of her eyes were wet and hot from his kiss. She only muttered: "Ah Yan, I'm afraid …"

What was she afraid of? How could he not know?

Everything that had happened today had scared her.

"If you're afraid, hug me tight."

Tonight's happiness was like a long, gentle stream that stretched to the horizon.

He was taking care of her feelings. He was comforting her even more.

Qiao Mo's fingers pinched into the flesh of his shoulder, and it was unknown whether it was water or tears, but her voice was very, very hoarse. "Ah Yan, if … I really can't conceive a child in my lifetime, what should I do? "

"If you can't conceive, then so be it. What can you do?"

He carefully explored the meat made from water in his arms. It was soft and delicate, and his mouth was smooth. His heart was filled with tenderness and he wished he could take a bite out of it one bite at a time.

What was infatuation, cherishing, intoxicating, and something even richer than first love? If he lacked these in the future, without Qiao Mo, his life would never be complete again.

… ….

"Little Mo... "Call me."

Qiao Mo said shyly, "Ah Yan... Ah Yan. "

"That's not right."

"Eh …?"

"It should be, husband."

Qiao Mo stammered: "B-husband."

For the first time, in front of him, so formally, calling him husband.

This man seemed to have been provoked. He pestered her and tossed her around for an entire night.

… ….

When Qiao Mo woke up, it was already noon. Xiao Yan went out.

She slowly got up and went to take a bath. In the mirror, she saw her entire body covered in red marks. Her cheeks were burning as she lowered her head to take a serious bath.

Last night, when he went out of the bathroom and got into bed, the unsatisfied man still didn't let her go and pestered her for it again.

By the time she finished bathing and came out wrapped in a towel, Xiao Yan was already back.

Pointing to the plastic film wrapped in her plaster, his handsome face lost its color. "Since when did madam become smart?"

"Too bad I thought of it one day too late."

Qiao Mo hit her hands on her head, then said with regret: "Stupid."

"Stop, the more you hit, the more stupid you get."

Xiao Yan placed the Soup Dumplings he had just bought on the table, and pulled her small hands over to sit down, "Quickly eat something, go eat it at your place."

"What for?"

He raised his eyebrows as his eyes revealed a fierce light. "I will settle this after the fall!"

"After making such a ruckus in front of the office, I even got into a fight with Hu Fei. What a shame."

Xiao Yan moved closer to his and took a bite off the Soup Dumplings in his hands. He ruffled her hair and said, "I can explain it, it won't embarrass you."

Qiao Mo replied with a muffled "En".

After eating breakfast, Zhao Qian had already come over to receive it. The two held hands as they walked up to Maybach.

… ….

When they arrived at the unit, the moment Liu Hua and Zhu Ying saw Xiao Yan and his group, their gazes went sluggish at first, followed by panic.

Zhu Ying immediately wanted to leave with a guilty conscience, but was stopped by Qiao Mo.

Zhu Ying took a deep breath, and said with a guilty voice. "What are you trying to do? This has nothing to do with me! If you want to find someone to settle the score with, you shouldn't be looking for me! "

Qiao Mo sneered. If Liu Hua and Zhu Ying really had feelings for each other, at this time, Zhu Ying would shift all responsibility onto Liu Hua.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to tell you, if it's because I just joined the company and looked easy to bully, so you use me as a scapegoat, then you are wrong. No matter what, my husband can't be compared to Liu Hua or any of your boyfriends. "

Qiao Mo was furious, but she still laughed disdainfully, then said to them, "For shameless people like you, it's only right that you guys rot together."

… ….

Liu Hua and Zhu Ying were both dismissed by the unit and blacklisted. From then on, they would no longer be in the line of clothing design. No company would dare to use them.

Moreover, after the lawsuit was made, Liu Hua and Hu Fei were temporarily detained by the police on suspicion of fraud and assault.

As for Zhu Ying, as her accomplice, Xiao Yan asked for a large amount of compensation, which was enough to make Zhu Ying lose all self-respect in life in the Qingcheng.

… ….

After perfectly resolving this matter, the gypsum in Qiao Mo's hand was finally removed.

Along the way, her small face was brimming with a sweet smile.

However, Xiao Yan's face darkened.

"Are you so happy that you took off the plaster? "Hmm?"

Qiao Mo replied with a "eh", her smile pausing for a moment, "No, I don't think so. "Alright now."

Xiao Yan pressed his body against her and whispered into her ear, "Why didn't I think of that? "Indeed, it's much easier now."

A bolt from the blue, and's face was pale inside.

She was talking about housework.

… ….

After returning to Qiao Mo's small apartment, the moment Xiao Yan entered, he pulled her into his embrace and pressed her against the wall.

"How do you want to make it up to me in half a month? To be replenished once, or to be divided into batches? "

Qiao Mo shrank her small hands, at a loss of what to do: "..."

Was he really going to make up for all of it after separating for half a month?

Could she reject this suggestion …?

"Ah Yan, my waist is hurting … …"

The man didn't seem to pay any attention to him. His solemn face, which seemed to belong to a handsome Forbidden Valley, drooped down as he asked, "Choose between the kitchen or the sofa."

Qiao Mo trembled, "... Or … Bed... Let's do it... "Sigh …"

The man picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, slamming the door shut with his foot.

Qiao Mo still had time to worry about her door, "Hey, be more gentle, this door is weak! Kicking the landlord until he scolds him! They have to be compensated! "

"Shut up!" Don't ruin the atmosphere!

Qiao Mo said, "Don't tear me up, I don't have any clothes on …"

"Qiao, Mo —!"

Xiao Yan glared at her angrily.

Qiao Mo pouted, and pouted, feeling wronged. "Alright … "I won't say anymore …"

Can this man not keep thinking about this?

Before, he did not pay much attention to her, but now, he realised that this little girl's waist was already this skinny, and could already be considered as extremely slender. If not for the fact that she could break it with a squeeze.

"Qiao Mo..."

"Don't piss me off, I already took it off. Ah Yan, come over. "

The little girl held Xiao Yan's head and buried it in her chest, whispering: "Ah Yan, turn off the light … …"

This house was dilapidated and old, Qiao Mo was afraid that some poor quality neighbors would peek at them.

The light instantly dimmed. Xiao Yan pressed her down against his chest, and tightly hugged her. His long fingers slipped all the way down her slender and trembling back.

He then whispered into her ear, lightly breathing in and out, and asked with a pained heart: "Why don't you let me worry so much? You took care of yourself like this? "

His lips began to move uncontrollably as they kissed her.

Qiao Mo muttered: "Where is it? I'm fine, aren't I? "

Xiao Yan stopped, and looked deeply into her pure eyes, pinching her pitiful thin waist, "You're just like this, taking care of yourself pretty well?"

There was a hint of anger and criticism in his tone.

The little girl ingratiatingly rubbed herself against his chest, "Aiya, sometimes when I get busy I don't have the time to cook. After eating instant noodles for so many days, I just lost weight... Didn't you come? From tomorrow onwards, we will make a very rich meal every day. "

Xiao Yan's long fingers pinched her chin and his black eyes pierced through the darkness as he stared at her sharply: "instant noodles? Is that something humans eat? "

Qiao Mo: "..."

It was only then that Qiao Mo realized that she had leaked his mouth, widened her black eyes, and subconsciously covered his small mouth.

Xiao Yan smiled sinisterly, "Why aren't you saying anymore?"

Qiao Mo no longer dared to speak carelessly, she was as obedient as a child who made a mistake.

After a long while, Xiao Yan almost made her hair stand on end. Finally, he opened his mouth slowly: "Ah Yan … You. Don't you want to do it? "

The man lifted her from the waist and said coldly, "I'm not interested in people who don't feel anything."

Qiao Mo was speechless, "..."

This man had turned hostile faster than flipping a book.

Qiao Mo had no choice but to stand up and pick up the white shirt he took off on the floor. She casually put it on and went to the bathroom to wash up.

A force behind her suddenly pulled her down, and both of them fell onto the thin bed.

The small bed creaked.

Xiao Yan's large hands caressed the little girl's face. His palms had a slightly rough and thin cocoon, caressing his skin, it was very warm.

Qiao Mo's small hand covered the back of his hand and with a soft voice and a red face, she called out to him, "Hubby …"

The lips of a man approached …

The little woman closed her eyes, waiting for the impending kiss.

But after a while, his body felt light, and the shackles had already disappeared. Qiao Mo opened his eyes and realized that Xiao Yan had already gotten up and gone to the kitchen.

Qiao Mo jumped down from the bed, slipped into the kitchen and hugged the man's waist from behind, "Xiao Yan … Don't be angry. Can't I be wrong? "

Xiao Yan stopped what he was doing, pushed away her small hands, and turned around. He looked at the woman who was a lot shorter than him with a heavy gaze, "Tell me, which part of you is wrong?"

Qiao Mo pouted and admitted her wrongs pitifully, "I was wrong everywhere. You are angry. Is it because I'm eating porridge, or is it because I'm eating porridge? "

Big eyes blinked, and asked tentatively.

"What do you want to eat, I don't care?" The man was arrogant and spoiled.

Qiao Mo smiled sweetly, her large eyes squinted into crescent moons, obviously trying to curry favor with her. "Whatever I eat, I'll listen to you in the future.

The man shook his head helplessly. He lowered his body and picked her up before walking into the room. "Now, go and do the unfinished business."

Qiao Mo said embarrassed. "..."

If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have coaxed him!

The small bed swayed like a small boat, ready to collapse at any moment.

Qiao Mo: "Please be a little more gentle …! Bed, bed … It's about to collapse! "

"Bang!" With a bang, the bed collapsed …

Qiao Mo: "..."

Xiao Yan carried her, rolled onto the carpet and continued to take her without a care.

"Bed, bed …" What should we do?! " Qiao Mo panicked.

Xiao Yan did not care at all. Just as he was about to start a new round of battle, the doorbell kept ringing.

Qiao Mo pounded his shoulder with her small fist: "Quick, quick, let go of me … It must be a neighbor …! "

It's over, it's over. Now she's going to be famous, and the neighbors in this building need to know that she and her husband have made the bed collapse.