It was precisely because of this that old man Mo was worried that Chu Huan would really be unable to conceive. If she really could not conceive, then he had to find another way. He just said that Chu Huan would not conceive within half a year, so he could let her Leaving the Mo family, these words are not absolute, but a reminder to Mo Jinxiu.
Hinted to him that if Chu Huan couldn't conceive, and he really couldn't let her go, he would agree to his other demands. As for the demands, he didn't say clearly, but Mo Jinxiu knew about them. In a wealthy family, this kind of thing is very normal.
"Grandpa, then I'll go back to the hospital first. I'll tell you when the results come out."
Mo Jinxiu's long, narrow and dark eyes have unchangeable firmness. He knows what the old man means, but he will not let that kind of thing happen, absolutely not.
Although he himself had uneasiness in his heart, he kept that uneasiness deep in his heart so as not to let it affect his emotions. He believed that Chu Huan must be healthy.
dusk.
The setting sun is projected into the kitchen through the glass window, illuminating the slender figure in front of the glazed table.
This figure is none other than the white dove.
She was wearing a cartoon apron, with a happy smile on her face, humming a little tune, and happily preparing dinner.
Before Jiang Bo went to work in the morning, she asked him to make sure that he was not too busy today and could go home for dinner tonight. She went to the supermarket to buy ingredients in the afternoon and wanted to cook him a hearty dinner. Taking care of time is also a celebration of staying in this apartment.
Although she has lived here for a while, it was because of her injury before, but now it is different. Her room has been released. She will live in this apartment for at least half a year. If it is longer, maybe she can
Thinking of something, her bright smiling brows were tinged with a little shyness, perhaps because of the setting sun shining on her face, her fair face was flushed with a blush, which was extremely provocative.
In addition to this, there is another important thing, her custom cross-stitch is not only embroidered, but also framed. Originally, the boss was very busy and asked her to wait for a week, but was moved by her and asked her to pick it up today.
At this moment, the cross-stitch is in Jiang Bo's room. She wanted to wait for him to come back and hang it up with her own hands. For the two words "up to you" he said that day, the white pigeons pecked at him for two or three days, and felt that his words were a bit unclear.
She felt that if Jiang Bo hung up the cross-stitch with his own hands in a while, it would mean that he accepted his 'confession', and her heart beat faster and faster with her beautiful fantasy.
However, Bai Ge was disappointed. She cooked the meal and waited for an hour, but Jiang Bo didn't come back. Her frenzied heart was waiting every minute to gradually cool down, just like this table of carefully cooked delicacies.
It was late at night when Jiang Bo returned home.
From a distance, he saw that the window was lit. Since the white pigeon moved in, no matter how late he came home, the window would never be dark, and he felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.
Going upstairs and opening the door, he looked at the sofa in the living room for the first time. It was empty, without the familiar figure that he would see in the past few nights.
Walking to the dining table, looking at a table of cold dishes and two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, his eyes tightened, his brows furrowed unconsciously, that girl hadn't had dinner yet.
Thinking about what he promised her in the morning, he felt a little guilty, but thinking that she was asleep now, he turned and went back to his room, planning to explain to her tomorrow morning that he had a temporary business tonight.
Jiang Bo unscrewed the door and turned on the light.
When touching the pink figure curled up on his bed, his ink-like eyes suddenly deepened, staring at the woman on the bed, and forgot to move.
She was sleeping on her side, holding his familiar cross-stitch in her arms. Under the bright and warm light of the room, the small figure of the white dove was reflected in the clear water of the river. His heartstrings were plucked by the picture in front of him.
"Pigeon!"
Jiang Bo walked over, standing tall and tall in front of the spacious and soft window, condescendingly staring at the sleeping white dove, she did not know what kind of dream she had, her small mouth was slightly curved, and Jiang Bo's heart fluttered at the sight of her cute appearance .
In the air, there was a hint of subtlety.
All this is due to the woman who slept on his bed. She was the first woman to sleep on his bed. Although it was just a simple 'sleep', but for Jiang Bo who didn't even understand his own thoughts during this period of time. In other words, Bai Ge's move undoubtedly touched his heart.
He called softly, bent his upper body slightly, stretched out his big palm with well-defined bones towards her, and gently took away the cross-stitch that she was holding in her arms. The cross stitch she was doing woke her up.
Her tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and for a moment, they were as bright as stars. ?; "A man's window cannot be worn casually, you know?"
He finally spoke. His voice was different from the previous clear and magnetic voice. It was hoarse and depressed due to desire. It was like an invisible hand grasping the heart of the white dove in an instant, and her pupils suddenly widened.
A man's window cannot be worn casually
These words are ambiguous and suggestive, which makes people flustered. What he means is that if he climbs into his bed, it is tantamount to seducing him.
He was right. Her behavior like this would be regarded as seduction for any man. What's more, she threw herself into his arms just now, full of warmth and fragrance.
Although he has always been pure-hearted and ascetic, he is a very normal man. It's not that he can't stand the temptation. There are also women who flirt with him on weekdays, and he dismisses them.
However, the white dove in front of him was different. Since she blocked the bullet for him last time and he looked at her body, his heart seemed to have changed slightly. Later, when he saw Black Eagle showing affection to her, he felt displeased.
These days, she lives in his house, and her appearance in pajamas is different from her cleverness, livelyness, and intelligence when she was working in the past. What is shown in front of him is the side of a real woman, gentle and tender, making people feel pitiful.
At this moment, he had a strong desire to continue doing what he did to her just now.
"I did not do it on purpose¡¡"
Bai Ge timidly explained that she looked like a frightened rabbit, and I felt pity for it. Jiang Bo's soft and shy voice penetrated into Jiang Bo's ears, and his eyes became more and more hot, staring at her flashing big eyes, Unbelievable question:
"You sleep on my cuang with this cross stitch, how can I believe that you didn't seduce me on purpose?"
Bai Ge was startled, God, although she had that idea, she really didn't have the guts.
What a shrewd and wise man her boss is, he exists like a god in her heart. She loves him, and she only dares to express her love to him in this hinting way, and never dares to seduce him. :
"Boss, I really didn't seduce you on purpose. If you don't believe me, just look at the pajamas on me. If I seduce you on purpose, then"
Having said that, she suddenly shut up.
Her cheeks were so hot that she seemed to be burning. What she wanted to say was that if she deliberately seduced her. It will be like that night, wearing nothing underneath.
However, seeing Jiang Bo's eyes narrowed suddenly, her heart trembled, and the following words were stuck in his dangerous breath, unable to speak out.
"Then what?"
The corner of Jiang Bo's mouth twitched evilly. When she mentioned her pajamas just now, what he thought of was the beautiful spring scenery in her pajamas that night when she threw herself into his arms on the sofa.
Although his eyes were only on her chest for a moment, the scene seemed to be engraved in his heart. He lowered his head following her words, and his eyes landed on her chest, even though he didn't look down at the scenery from a high angle like that night He could also tell that tonight she was wearing underwear.
If she didn't wear underwear, she would be able to 'see' those pink flower buds in such a thin pajamas through the pajamas, staring at his small breasts, the heat in his body was fermenting, and a certain part of his abdomen became hard ¡¡ (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com