Pregnant wife is priceless

Chapter 180 Pregnant Wife Priceless (2)

The theme of the exhibition is spring, summer, autumn, winter and the four seasons.

I don't know what these painters are thinking. It is obviously a spring full of vitality, but it is matched with a dead area, and the bright summer is adjacent to the cold and bitter place.

In the fruitful autumn, the little girl in the painting starved to death on the barn.

At the corner, Mo Nian looked at the long corridor made of glass in front of her. The bright lights showed the perfection of every corner, but somehow she felt a little cold.

Xu Shi sensed her abnormality, and the man beside him immediately took off his coat and walked over.

The worry in those eyes was clear without saying a word, "What's the matter? What's wrong?" Gu Zimo was too cautious, and immediately wanted the princess to hug him regardless of whether he was there or not.

"I hate it!" Mo Nian pushed, "Isn't it just pregnant? Am I so delicate?"

"It's not just coquettish, it's a priceless treasure, my husband's favorite! What a sweetheart!"

Let me go, Mr. Gu, who has always been introverted, accidentally saw that women are auditory animals when browsing Weibo occasionally, especially women during pregnancy, who need sweet talk and care.

So in the past two days, Gu Zimo has not been stingy in complimenting his wife.

Just like now, after taking the oath, he pointed to the huge portrait in the center, and with his magnetic and deep voice, whispering in his ears, he said more and more praises...

Mo Nian was so ashamed that he didn't know what to say.

She blushed and covered his mouth: "...you, you, stop talking, many people are watching!"

"So what? My wife is beautiful, I just like her, she's a baby, what's the matter? Who dares to have an opinion?"

The thick-skinned Mr. Gu not only disapproved, but also looked around without any sense of shame. His expression and movements gave people the impression that as long as anyone dared to have an opinion, he would immediately rush up and beat the opponent to the ground. tooth.

And He Nianyao, who followed from afar, was mixed in the crowd.

Looking at the man who once belonged only to her like a bystander, like a passer-by, how could she be blind in the first place?Why didn't she see through that he wasn't a gay man?Let him swear his love for that woman unabashedly like he is now?
In fact, as long as you are not blind, you can see Gu Zimo's care.

Carrying the bag and holding it tight is no problem, the most important thing is to pay attention to every move of the daughter-in-law from time to time.

Whenever there is a calligraphy and painting you fancy, you wave your hand, and Yan Qing who follows behind will go and buy it, while the stupid woman who is completely ignorant is still looking around with interest.

Suddenly there was a commotion.

He Nianyao saw from a distance that Gu Zimo knelt down on one knee, holding a red brocade box in his hand, swearing in such a high-profile way in front of people coming and going:

"Honey, I love you, you are the most precious baby in my life!"

"..." This stinky and shameless old hooligan, Mo Nian was ashamed and annoyed, "What is wrong with you, get up!"

"Then do you love me or not?" Mr. Gu, who had given up his face, was so shameless that he had to ask why. Not only was Mo Nian shocked, but even Yan Qing, who had just completed the purchase procedures, was shocked.

This love is so beautiful...

Out of the corner of the eye, Yan Qing seemed to see a white shadow flashing past in the crowd. The back was very familiar, like...

Suddenly there was a 'bang' sound, the huge standing portrait seemed to have lost its fulcrum, and suddenly tilted down, and the target besides Gu Zimo's head was Mo Nian's stomach.

Yan Qing's breath was stagnant, "Boss, be careful!"

At the same time, Mo Nian, who was receiving the ring, was completely dumbfounded. When she reacted to protect her stomach, her waist suddenly tightened, followed by a few quick rotations.

As soon as I stood firm, there was a loud bang in front of the left, and the portrait fell down...

Right in front of her eyes, she smashed Gu Zimo's shoulder. At that second, Mo Nian clearly felt the man hugging her shake violently, and red blood seeped out of the white shirt instantly. .

"Gu Zimo!"

"boss!"

Mo Nian and Yan Qing were screaming, and the crowd was even more chaotic.

Gu Zimo endured great pain, "... Nian Nian, don't be afraid!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm fine!" Mo Nian didn't know where he was calm, and he helped Gu Zimo with difficulty, "Yan Qing, go drive, I'll help him out, the security guard, the security guard, are they all dead? ? Someone!"

In the chaos, Mo Nian let out a tearful roar.

Yan Qing paused, seeing the boss wave his hand, he hurried to drive.

The not-so-sturdy business car was rushed straight into the gallery by him with a kick of the gas pedal, and it crashed for a while, and he didn't know how many famous paintings were destroyed.

"here!"

Opening the car door, Yan Qing yelled at Mo Nian.

More and more, he admired the seemingly weak Ban Niang more and more, and his explosive power at critical moments was always so amazing.

Along the way, Yan Qing drove very fast, and Mo Nian was worried, but Gu Zimo laughed back, "Look at you two, the shoulder injury won't kill anyone, go back to the old house!"

"No, go to the hospital!"

"...Old house!" Gu Zimo said with the last bit of consciousness.

"What time is it, why are you going back to the old house!" Mo Nian was mad, looking at the pale man, he finally gave in.
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Gu's old house.

After Gu Yilang's accident, the house became quieter.

If it were any other mother who had an accident with her son and was sent to the detention center by her grandson, she would have been unable to sit still for a long time, but she seemed to be fine, doing what she should do every day.

Suddenly, Aunt Gui shouted anxiously, "Lafayette! It's not good, the general manager is injured!"

"What's the injury, where?!" Lafayette, who was over eighty years old, stood up with a bang, and walked briskly with his crutches.

"Xiaoyan, hurry up, send the room!"

"Okay, Lafayette!"

"Aunt Gui, go get the medicine and knives!"

When Aunt Gui was going to get it, Mo Nian thought that what was waiting for her would be a curse, but who knew that Lafayette checked her up and down, and then held her wrist as if to feel her pulse.

Nodded, "Don't worry, grandma used to be a doctor!"

"...Thank you, thank you." Nervous and excited, Mo Nian didn't know how to express it.

Ever since her parents passed away, she thought that she would regain her family relationship at Xie's house, but... she never dared to think that when she met Gu Zimo again, she would have a grandmother who supported her from beginning to end.

Fortunately, the dressing time is not long, that is, seven to eight minutes.

As the door opened again, Lafayette who walked out looked a little tired.

Mo Nian thought, after all, Lafayette's age is at that level, so he quickly stepped forward to help, but Aunt Gui was a step faster.

Regarding Gu Zimo's injury, Lafayette didn't seem very worried, he just pointed to the sofa not far away, "Girl, I'll go and sit over there, Xiaomo, it may take ten minutes to wake up, there is no injury." It’s just a flesh injury, it may take a month to recover, if you’re worried, you can go up and have a look, but you have to pay more attention yourself, after all, it’s the third child!”

"...Grandma." Mo Nian could hear a sense of arrogance in Lafayette's voice, the tone seemed to say, her grandson is so amazing, if he fails, he will have three children.

She was really showing off, blushing, and she ran upstairs.

The voices of Lafayette and Aunt Gui sounded behind him, making him even more ashamed.

However, when the door opened and saw the man lying on the big bed head-on, he felt depressed again. It was all her fault. If she hadn't tried to figure out something, how could something happen to him?
"sorry Sorry!"

Taking his hand and sticking it to his cheek, Mo Nian blamed himself to death.

She didn't know whether it was the fragility of pregnancy or the lingering fears in her heart. Tears fell down her cheeks. Originally, she thought that when he was in a coma, she could cry as long as she wanted, but who knew——
The potency of the medicine gradually faded, Gu Zimo frowned, "...why are you crying?"

"..." Mo Nian blinked and was stunned for a while, didn't he say that he would not wake up for more than ten minutes.

Wiping his tears and inhaling again, "Wake up, you're awake, does it hurt?" The portrait was dumbfounded, and quickly held his right hand, pinching it up and down, "Can you move? Give me a try, you... laugh What are you laughing at?"

"Fool!" Gu Zimo laughed, it wasn't that the tendons in his arms were cut off, but in order to avoid worrying his wife, he still endured the burning pain and squeezed back slightly.

"Now... are you relieved?"

"Hate!"

Staring at his daughter-in-law Lihua's rainy appearance, Gu Zimo couldn't move, so he could only order domineeringly, "Come here!"

"Yes, it's right here!" Mo Nian pulled the chair, and just leaned forward, the back of her head was pulled down suddenly, with a slight smell of blood and tobacco mixed with a faint smell of medicine, all of a sudden invaded her lips and teeth.

That unreasonable tongue was even more rampant, attacking her fiercely as if complaining, Gu Zimo's shoulder hurts, and Lafayette used very little analgesic.

When it hurts, he can only divert his attention!

"...Hmm!" Mo Nian was half-bent, very weak, and just as the two were kissing like crazy, Yan Qing, who came back to report the news, coughed heavily twice.

"Then what, it seems that you came at the wrong time!"

In a word, Mo Nian was ashamed to death, but Gu Zimo raised his left hand without the slightest strength, "Lift up!"

Mo Nianzheng was surprised, covering his face and turning his head, he saw seven or eight paintings, large and small, being lifted up, "You are..." Before he could finish speaking, the last huge picture frame also appeared. Carrying it in, there was still faint blood stains on the upper left corner, but as the frame turned, the portrait suddenly came into view.

It was a portrait of the original forest that had lost its leaves in winter.

In the pale yellow withered leaves, a woman with black hair in a pure white dress is dancing happily, except for that face...

(End of this chapter)