C192 Wife, is your hand sore?

Wife, is your hand still sore?

Qiao Mo was very scared, if she had two girls in her stomach, then seeing Xiao Ru Qing's gaze that was filled with anticipation, she was afraid that it would disappoint her.

Xiao Ruqing had always wanted to hug her grandson, and Qiao Mo had been fully aware of this matter since two years ago.

After Qiao Mo asked whether Xiao Ru Qing liked boys or girls, his gaze landed on Xiao Ru Qing's extremely well-maintained and delicate face.

Xiao Ru Qing picked up dishes for Qiao Mo as she smiled, "It's good for both boys and girls, I like them all. "It's just that you gave our Xiao family a few more children. I'll be satisfied if this cold room becomes lively."

After so many years, the perseverance in Xiao Ru Qing's heart was also immersed in one matter after another. After the tumble, her entire attitude changed drastically.

Many of the things that he had been obsessed with before began to be less persistent as well.

For example, Xiao Ru Qing didn't really care about being the successor of the Xiao family. Regardless of whether Qiao Mo was a boy or a girl, as long as Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo were happy, she would be satisfied.

Qiao Mo nodded, smiling as she lowered her head to eat.

The relationship between his wife and his wife had become more intimate.

After the meal, Xiao Ru Qing left Xiao Yan and Xiao Yan to stay at the Xiao family residence for the night.

Xiao Yan first refused because he was afraid that Qiao Mo wouldn't be able to sleep well after getting pregnant.

Qiao Mo reached out and pulled Xiao Yan's hand, "Ah Yan, since mother told us to stay here for the night, we might as well. It's rare for you to come back, mom will definitely miss you. "

Xiao Yan frowned, then agreed.

Even though Xiao Yan and Xiao Ruqing were mother and son, their relationship was ice-cold the entire time. This was probably because of Xiao Ruqing and Xiao Yan's innate characters, both of them were ice, and neither of them liked to take the initiative. Naturally, after so many years, their relationship had been much less.

Now, with Qiao Mo as a seasoning, Xiao Ru Qing had the chance to get closer to Xiao Yan to improve their relationship.

… ….

After dinner, Xiao Yan was afraid that he would disturb Qiao Mo's rest, so he went to the study room to prepare some documents.

As for Xiao Ru Qing, she went up the stairs and chatted with Qiao Mo in the bedroom.

Xiao Ru Qing held Qiao Mo's hand and said meaningfully, "Silently, Mom is really happy. This time, not only did you get back together with Ah Yan, you've also added two more lives to our Xiao Family. Mom knows what you're thinking. Before, Mom gave you too much pressure. Now that I have thought it through, no matter if it's a boy or girl inside your stomach, I won't have any objections. The most important thing is that if you get together with Ah Yan, you can be happy. "

Qiao Mo never thought that Xiao Ru Qing would actually open her heart wide and talk to her in such a manner;

"Mom, I understand. I don't feel any pressure."

Long ago, when the doctors declared that Qiao Mo was unable to bear children, Qiao Mo had already been dispirited. Now that she was carrying two small lives, how could she still care about their gender?

To her, these two little lives were not easy to come by. They were precious gifts that were given to her by the heavens.

Xiao Ru Qing patted the back of her hand and sighed: "This child Ah Yan, is the same as me, he doesn't know how to speak nice words, and his temper is not weak either. You still have a long way to go in the future, no matter who's in the wrong or wrong, tolerance is the most important thing in marriage. I have never been close with Ah Yan since we were young. Ah Yan, I'll be counting on you to take care of me from now on. "

Qiao Mo nodded and held Xiao Ru Qing's hand tightly. "Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of Ah Yan."

… ….

Just as Xiao Ru Qing and Qiao Mo were about to open the bedroom door and leave after discussing matters with each other, Xiao Yan coincidentally pushed the door and entered.

The mother and son duo bumped into each other.

After their gazes met, Xiao Ru Qing smiled and said indifferently, "You should rest early."

Xiao Yan nodded and entered the bedroom.

Qiao Mo leaned on the big bed, seeing that Xiao Yan had just returned from the study, his eyebrows curved into a smile, his face warm, "Have you finished your work?"

Xiao Yan walked over with long legs, sat on the bedside and stared at her, "Mom just came in, what did he say to you?"

Qiao Mo tilted her head and said: "It's nothing, just some common words."

"I heard you promise to take good care of me."

Qiao Mo's face reddened. So he was standing outside and heard what she said.

Xiao Yan's big hand reached into the blanket and gently pressed on her lower abdomen.

"I don't want you to take care of me."

The man's gaze was deeply locked onto her small face. Qiao Mo was unable to react for a moment, as he raised his head and looked at her doubtfully.

"Hmm?"

"In the future, I will take care of you and your mother."

The corner of Qiao Mo's mouth split into a smile.

Xiao Yan's large hand gently caressed her lower abdomen, and he asked with a low voice: "Recently, have these two little demon heads done anything to you?"

Qiao Mo laughed: "They have not formed yet, how did they disturb me? You, on the other hand, promised to tell them stories every day, but you broke your word. If I don't tell them stories now, they might really want to mess with me. "

Xiao Yan lowered his head, her breath was scorching hot as it flowed down onto her face. His voice was low and gloomy, "Speak …"

Qiao Mo reached out and covered his lips as she said with her small face: "I'm just telling a story, why are you being so close to me?"

Xiao Yan's sexy adam's apple slid down. He swallowed his saliva, pursed his lips and turned his body back.

"Okay, what story do you want to hear?"

"Let's start with Andersen's fairy tale."

Xiao Yan's gaze was deep, this little woman, was truly annoying.

Didn't she know that right now, he was … What he wanted to do the most was …

However, this little woman had an expression of anticipation, waiting for him to tell the story to the baby. He had no idea, all he could think about right now were …

Her fruit.

Ever since Xiao Yan had stayed in the hospital for two months because of his injured leg, he hadn't touched her at all. After finding out that she was pregnant and that she had lost both of her children, he was even more afraid to touch her. He was afraid that if he were to touch even the tiniest bit of her, both he and the child would be in danger.

At this moment, every expression on her face, every breath, became the most primitive weapon to provoke him.

Xiao Yan felt his mouth becoming parched. Looking at her mouth, he could only open and close his mouth as his temples throbbed.

"Little Mo."

"Hmm?"

Xiao Yan reached out and pulled her into his embrace, then struck his chest with his fist, "What are you doing? You want to tell a story and even hug me? "

"The story I want to tell is …"

"What?" The little girl raised her face and winked at him.

Xiao Yan stared at her clear eyes, opened his lips, lowered his head, and whispered into her ear word by word, "The story of the little tadpole looking for mother, do you want to experience it?"

At first, Qiao Mo did not react as she muttered: "Little tadpole is looking for mother? This seems a little new. I've never heard of it. "

But before she could finish speaking, Xiao Yan had blocked her mouth.

"Ugh …" "Hey …!"

By the time she had reacted, her small face was already flushed red from Xiao Yan's kiss.

Xiao Yan smiled as he stared at her. His eyes lit up, "Now, do you know what the story of the little tadpole searching for your mother is?"

Qiao Mo's face turned red, she clenched her little fists and punched him a few times, "You hoodlum! At this time, you're still making fun of me. "

Xiao Yan suddenly grabbed onto her small hand, and with a stern and stern face, he stared at her little face and asked his in all seriousness: "Since you can't really do it, then, how do you plan to satisfy me?"

Qiao Mo struggled a few times, but was still unable to pull her hand away from his palm. She blushed and could only ask: "Then how do you want me to help you?"

Xiao Yan said in a low voice, his voice landing on her ears, "Hand …"

Qiao Mo's heart thumped once.

The redness on her face was the same as Syro's rouge.

This night was destined to be sleepless.

… ….

In the morning of the second day, Xiao Yan refreshingly came down from the second floor to eat.

Xiao Ru Qing saw that Qiao Mo still hadn't come down for breakfast, so she asked with a frown, "Why hasn't she come down yet? "I missed breakfast a little bit. I got hungry, so it's not good."

Xiao Yan's expression was upright, without any clues, "She was a little unwell last night, and slept late, so let her sleep a bit more."

After Xiao Yan finished his breakfast, he instructed the Xiao Family's driver, Uncle Wang, to send Madam back to New Garden Villa after she had finished her breakfast.

Xiao Yan glanced at the bedroom on the second floor, which was still quiet. With a smile, he went to work quickly.

When Qiao Mo woke up, it was already ten-thirty in the morning.

After Qiao Mo finished washing up, she went downstairs to eat breakfast.

Xiao Ru Qing especially asked her servants to make another breakfast for Qiao Mo to eat.

As Qiao Mo ate, Xiao Ru Qing asked in concern, "I heard from Ah Yan this morning that you slept well last night? Is the bed uncomfortable? "

"Ah? "Oh, no, Mom, I just had a little insomnia last night. The bed is very comfortable."

Xiao Ru Qing frowned, "Why would I suddenly lose sleep? Is my stomach uncomfortable?"

Qiao Mo awkwardly buried herself in eating breakfast, and answered vaguely: "No no, my stomach is fine, it's pretty good."

In Qiao Mo's heart, however, she was complaining about it.

Last night, she had used her hand to help him.

Thinking back to last night's scene, Qiao Mo's face flushed red.

Xiao Ru Qing suddenly stretched out her hand and touched her forehead, "Silently, why is your face so red this early in the morning? Is there a fever?"

Qiao Mo quickly finished her breakfast, "Oh, no, I'm just a little hot, that's all."

Xiao Ru Qing was a little worried, but seeing that Qiao Mo's mental state was not bad, she could only say: "Before Ah Yan left in the morning, she instructed Uncle Wang to send you back to New Garden."

Qiao Mo nodded his head, "Alright, then I will go and take care of it. Uncle Wang, wait."

"Yes, ma'am."

Qiao Mo covered her burning face and went upstairs.

His cellphone, which was in his bedroom, rang.

The caller ID showed that it happened to be the person who had started it last night!

Qiao Mo furiously picked up the phone, "Xiao … Yan!"

The man's voice on the other end of the phone sounded lazy and cozy, "Wife, is your hand sore?"

Qiao Mo: "..."

He still had the nerve to ask!

Xiao Yan smiled, and said: "Obediently return home."

This morning, she had nearly lost face in front of Xiao Ru Qing …