Marriage is a sacred thing, but for Mo Xiaoqing, it seemed to pass in the blink of an eye, and the day just passed by in a daze!
The echoes of Qiao Qian'an's conversation with her still lingered in her ears.
Are you...happy?
Mo Xiaoqing smiled sweetly, revealing two pretty dimples, "Yes, I am very happy."
Even though she had suffered a devastating blow and lost her most important brother, she is happy now.
"I heard you're pregnant?"
"Yes, it's been two months."
Qiao Qian'an tugged at the corners of his mouth, but found that the difficulty level was extremely high, so he eventually gave up on this smile that was even uglier than crying.
"Is he... good to you?"
Mo Xiaoqing blinked, a faint smile on her face. "There may be many people in this world who are better to me than him, but none of them are him. He is irreplaceable!"
Qiao Qian'an's smile froze. "I understand."
His departing figure always carried a trace of heart-wrenching sorrow, a faint sadness that had seeped into his very bones.
Mo Xiaoqing lowered her eyes. She now understood that you have to give up something to gain something, and not everything in this world will go as she wishes!
but,
She has never doubted that Hanhan is irreplaceable!
That evening, after a day of socializing, Mo Xiaoqing was practically exhausted, perhaps because of the new life growing inside her.
She now habitually touches her stomach, a slight smile playing on her lips.
He was just warming her stomach, and seeing that she seemed much better, he simply leaned against the bedside with his hand on her stomach, and then... she kicked him in the face.
The person in my arms was fast asleep, their body soft and fragrant, as if they had no bones.
It feels great to the touch.
Two soft mounds of flesh pressed against his ribs without any gap through her thin nightgown, rubbing nervously against him as she unconsciously adjusted her sleeping position.
Even more terrifying, he could clearly sense that she wasn't wearing a bra.
Moreover, he felt a part of his body gradually recovering and slowly tensing up.
However, he had a headache because…
The young girl is now pregnant, and on their wedding night, they can only stay quietly together watching TV and listening to music, and they can't do anything else!
Ji Muhan stared at the TV, motionless. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a section of white jade-like calf. The ankle was slender, the sole of the foot was smooth and delicate, and the toes were round and full, like a piece of lychee flesh that had suddenly emerged, crystal clear.
It was placed openly beside his legs, restlessly hooking at him, one stroke at a time, gently, the pink blush on its nails seeming to entice his soul out.
A moment later, Ji Muhan's gaze, which had been fixed on the television, darkened slightly, and her Adam's apple bobbed imperceptibly.
He turned his head to look at her and suddenly reached out.
His strong arms hooked around the back of her head, and he leaned down to kiss her lips deeply.
By the time it was over, both of them were panting heavily!
But Ji Muhan still couldn't bear to let go of the little one in her arms, even though she had never been well-behaved and kept wiggling her right calf with her toes.
Ji Muhan sighed helplessly, then reached out and pressed her leg down, gently and tenderly flicking her smooth forehead. "Don't provoke me anymore, or I can't guarantee what might happen next!"
Mo Xiaoqing's laughter was as clear and melodious as a silver bell, echoing continuously in the large room.
"Then come on over!"
Her slightly raised eyebrows seemed to be saying silently, "Who's afraid of who?!"
*
After getting married, the honeymoon left Mo Xiaoqing with mixed feelings!
What she never expected was that because of the new life inside her, they wouldn't be able to be as affectionate and loving as a normal married couple...
Furthermore, because Grandpa Ji was diagnosed with mid-stage stomach cancer, he had to hand over all his affairs to Ji Muhan, putting Ji Muhan under immense pressure!
Even their honeymoon had to be cut short; they bought plane tickets and flew back from Paris…
Mo Xiaoqing walked into the study, rubbing her stomach with a pitiful expression. "I'm hungry."
"Hmm?" Ji Muhan looked at her with a puzzled expression. Mo Xiaoqing suddenly jumped off the sofa, ran to his desk, and straddled his lap without saying a word.
Ji Muhan asked softly, "What's wrong?"
I'm hungry.
"But…"
He was still in a video conference. He didn't mind her being intimate with him in private, but when it came to work-related issues, he wanted to handle things first before getting close to her. No matter how much trouble she caused, even if she made a huge fuss, he would be there to protect her.
I said I was hungry.
Ji Muhan, “…”
"I don't care, I don't care, I'm just hungry, you have to fill my stomach first."
That shameless look was almost a silent way of saying, "By starving me, you are starving your son. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Can you wait three more minutes?" Ji Muhan smiled at her good-naturedly and said softly, "I promise I'll make something for you to eat as soon as I finish the last little bit of chores."
"No." Mo Xiaoqing hugged his neck with a wronged look on her face. "Is your meeting more important than me? Or do you not care about me anymore? Sure enough, all men are the same. The easier something is to get, the less they cherish it."
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