The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 210 Hold Her, Kiss Her, Pain Her

Why did you come back so late...?
The big hand on Jomo's waist was cold and lifeless.

But that force was tightened ruthlessly.

Although it was the waist being pinched, Jomo felt like being pinched around the neck, and could hardly breathe.

Did this man already know that she had already learned the truth of everything in the coffee shop this afternoon?

Or, he even knew clearly that she had been to Rong Chengmo's house?
Her fingers were so hot and painful from the bowl of prepared noodles.

Qiao Mo remained silent, and the cold voice against her ear penetrated into her cochlea inch by inch, "Xiao Mo, I thought that in this world, my dearest people would be you and our children."

Xiao Yan's forehead was against hers, his breathing, his voice were close at hand.

But Qiao Mo's throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't say a word.

"Jomo, tell me, who do you... choose!"

Xiao Yan closed his eyes, and finally asked the question he wanted to know the most.

Qiao Mo's heart skipped a beat. The man's big hand pinched her chin, making her look directly at him.

And through the dim light, Qiao Mo saw the despair and a trace of pain deep in Xiao Yan's black eyes.

Qiao Mo bit her lip, her voice was trembling, "I... When I was in the coffee shop this afternoon, I experienced a shooting case. The mastermind behind the scenes...is it you?"

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, his face was livid, he didn't know whether it was too angry or too desperate, his fingers tightened inch by inch.

Jomo seemed to be able to hear the sound of his jaw being crushed.

She was in pain, and frowned, "You hurt me..."

"Pain?" Xiao Yan thinned the corners of his lips, bit out a word, sneered, and asked, "You know it hurts too? Qiao Mo, do you know how much it hurts in my heart?"

Even now, she still doesn't trust him, and even still thinks that he sent someone to rob and kill her mother.

If he really sent someone to rob and kill her mother, how could the other party shoot her?How could he give Rong Chengmo the chance to block the gun for her? !

After all, her trust in him was too low.

Even if he tried his best to explain, she wouldn't listen, even if she listened, she would question him in her heart, wouldn't she? !
Qiao Mo's eyes were red, and a trace of cold tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, "Xiao Yan, I can't watch you kill my mother with my own eyes... I can't stand by and watch..."

Xiao Yan sneered, "You don't even want to hear my explanation?"

Qiao Mo shook his head and closed his eyes, "What else is there to explain? Xiao Yan, I know that you and my mother have different positions. You have something you want to protect, and she also has her obsessions in her heart. I don't I will do something to betray you... But in the same way, I can't do things to be sorry to my mother..."

"Exactly, I don't intend to explain any more."

His voice was cold to the bone.

And he was pinching her chin with his fingers, and finally he could not bear to let go of his fingers while she groaned in pain.

Qiao Mo seemed to have lost all strength and collapsed. She was breathing heavily, and her heart was beating fast.

And Xiao Yan, staring at the broken noodles and bowls on the ground, hooked his lips, and smiled mockingly, "Qiao Mo, you don't know what pain is."

He pointed hard at the heart.

If she could see his heart, she would realize what pain is.

Jomer leaned against the wall, as if he could only maintain a standing posture by relying on the support of the wall.

"Rong Chengmo just blocked a shot for you, and you were easily bribed by him. Qiao Mo, what's the difference between this and betrayal?"

Jomo clenched his fists tightly.

After all, Xiao Yan sneered, stepped up, left the living room, and went upstairs silently.

And Qiao Mo stood there, dazed for a long time.

The little rice bucket ran to her feet and rubbed her ankle vigorously, but Qiao Mo remained indifferent.

……

Xiao Yan upstairs, after taking a shower, found that Qiao Mo hadn't gone upstairs.

What is that woman doing?
Xiao Yan has even made preparations, and Qiao Mo has already run away from home.

But when he came downstairs and took a look, he found that Qiao Mo was squatting there, constantly wiping the spot that was stained by noodles with a rag.

Her movements are unusually mechanical.

The land was polished by her, but she still didn't stop.

Xiao Yan strode over and pulled up the woman who was squatting on the ground, "What the hell are you doing?!"

Qiao Mo was pulled up by him suddenly, because she was dizzy after squatting for a long time, she bit her lip and said, "I don't want you to worry about it!"

Only then did Xiao Yan see clearly that the ground was shiny, not only because she wiped it clean, but also because she shed a lot of tears, reflecting the light.

On her little face, there were two lines of clear tears.

Xiao Yan felt a sharp pain in his heart, clasped her wrist, and pulled her tightly into his arms to hug her.

"Don't let me take care of it? Hmm? Don't let me take care of it, who do you plan to take care of? Do you want that Rong Chengmo?!"

Qiao Mo kept beating his shoulder desperately, biting his shoulder while crying, "Xiao Yan...you bastard! You bastard!"

She was still pregnant with his child, how could he just leave?

Xiao Yan clasped her fluttering little hand, lowered his head, and suddenly kissed her little mouth.

Her tears were also swallowed by him.

In such a lengthy and intense bite that was not part of a kiss, Jomo's heart became much calmer.

At least, his breathing and temperature are still so real.

Qiao Mo cried so hard that she almost used up all the strength in her body. Her whole body was limp in Xiao Yan's arms, without any strength at all.

Her body was tainted with an aura that didn't belong to him, it was the aura of other men.

This was discovered when he grabbed her waist when she came out of the kitchen carrying noodles.

He doesn't want the clothes on her body, the breath on her body.

With big hands, she peeled off her clothes forcefully, and tore off the clothes that couldn't be peeled off.

Jomer's skin shrank when it came into contact with the cold air.

What is he going to do...?
Jomo panicked and reached out to push him away, but he grabbed his wrist with his backhand and pressed it against the wall.

The man bit her ear, and said coldly, "The breath on your body can only touch mine!"

Qiao Mo was startled, and realized that it must be because after contacting Rong Chengmo in the Rong family villa, there was a little smell of men's perfume left behind.

She smelled it too.

She was stripped by him until she was almost naked. The man pressed her against the wall and kissed her fiercely. It took an unknown amount of time before he was satisfied. He reached down with his big hand.

Compared with the past, he showed a bit of ruthlessness and coldness, he didn't seem to be doing something warm like water, but he seemed to be biting a prey.

Qiao Mo was concerned about the child, and wanted to push him away in tears, "Don't... it will hurt the child..."

The man's big hand has already touched her softest and most sensitive place.

"Xiao Mo, do you know how much pain I have now?"

Jomo wept and shook his head.

she does not know……

Suddenly, a pair of big hands lifted her body, held her in his arms, and pressed her tightly against his chest. His big hands supported her buttocks and walked towards the second floor.

Jomo opened his mouth and bit his shoulder.

But when he really wanted to go down, Jomo stopped again.

"Why don't you bite down? Can't bear it?"

Qiao Mo's tears kept falling, she stretched out her hand, hugged his neck tightly, and cried bitterly: "A Yan... I really hurt..."

She really didn't want to be caught between Lu Hailan and him again.

I don't want to make a choice between the two.

Can she just stay by his side?Don't worry about anything?

But she knew that even if Xiao Yan didn't do anything to Lu Hailan, Lu Hailan would still find a chance to do something to Xiao Yan.

It's just a matter of time.

pain?
Does she really know what pain is?

She understands the feeling of being questioned by her and almost abandoned by her?
Xiao Yan's heart is always hanging, even though this woman is in his arms, making such an intimate affair with him, but he still feels that this woman is too far away from him.

She doesn't trust him, and even wants to run away from him.

Xiao Yan carried her into the bedroom, and it was the same in the bedroom, the lights were not turned on.

Xiao Yan didn't want to turn on the light, and didn't want to see the tears on the little face of the woman in his arms.

He was afraid that when he saw it, his heart would soften.

He carried her to the big bed, clasped her small hands with his big hands, and interlocked his fingers.

He intruded slowly, slower than ever before.

But his eyes were unusually cold, and even stared at her little face in the dark the whole time.

"Jomo, does it hurt?"

Jomo bit his shoulder and drew countless finger marks on his back with his small hand.

Toes, curled up into a ball.

Qiao Mo is his, at least at this moment, when doing such intimate things, Xiao Yan can feel her presence.

For him, she bloomed little by little, into the posture of a loved little woman.

Qiao Mo cried for a long time. In the second half of the night, he was naked and held in his arms weakly, sobbing weakly.

Her slender body trembled, and her slippery back was pressed against his strong chest.

Her head was resting on Xiao Yan's long arm, her fingers were tightly held by Xiao Yan, and her fingers were intertwined.

She couldn't escape, and was tightly held in his arms, like a part of his body.

Qiao Mo's long hair was scattered on his chest and arms, and Xiao Yan could kiss her with a slight bow of his head.

His chin was against the top of her head, his voice was low and sexy, "Xiao Mo, I'll take you to Europe for maternity leave, huh?"

At this time, he wanted to take Qiao Mo to Europe for maternity leave. How could Qiao Mo not understand the meaning of drunkenness?
Her waxy crying was intermittent, and she had no energy to respond to him at all.

Her tears wet his arms.

How would she follow him to Europe?

While he sent someone to deal with Lu Hailan, he took her to Europe, hugged her, kissed her, loved her all day long, and did the most intimate things with her, but he dealt with and entertained her biological mother all the time?

Even thinking about it, Qiao Mo felt uncomfortable.

"I dont go……"

She replied in a low voice.

But the man who was holding her from behind acted as if he didn't hear her at all, "Huh? Xiao Mo, which European country are you going to? Wherever you like, we will go there, huh?"

His tone was almost pampering, as if he wanted to bring the best things in the world to her.

Qiao Mo bit his lip, sobbed, and repeated, "I said, I won't go..."

(End of this chapter)