Sprawling Marriage Color: President, one pet to the end

The family was enjoying themselves, and Ning Hua walked in.

She has toys in her hands, every day these days.

Naturally, the toy was given to Xuan'er.

Although Ye Moqiao refused indifferently every time, Ning Hua remained the same.

Seeing the birthday cake on the table, she smiled and asked, "Whose birthday is today?"

Xuan'er said happily: "My father's birthday!"

Ning Hua said 'Happy Birthday' to Ye Moqiao, but Ye Moqiao ignored it.

Ning Hua waved to Xuan'er, and Xuan'er ran over.

"This is a gift from Auntie!"

"Thank you, Auntie! But I don't need toys!"

"Auntie has never had a child, so I don't know what the child likes! What do you like? Auntie will buy it for you!"

"I..." Xuan'er thought for a while, and finally said, "Auntie, can you stop killing or committing crimes?"

Ning Hua was stunned.

"My father said before that no matter how cruel a criminal is, as long as he is willing to correct his evil ways, he can be reborn! Auntie, my mother told me your story. She said that you were born in a pitiful childhood, which is why you became like this! You once hurt I passed my mother, but my mother still hopes that you can go on the right path!"

"Xuan'er..." Ning Hua looked into his big clear eyes. There were ten thousand ways to refute, but she found that she couldn't say a word.

"My father also said that evil can never prevail against good! Auntie, stop committing crimes!"

Ning Hua suddenly felt that she was very uncomfortable.

It was as if a small hand was grabbing her heart and torturing her soul.

She turned around and walked into the night.

Xuan'er ran to the table and sat down.

Yun Qingluo brought out the food and served Ye Moqiao a bowl of soup.

Xuan'er laughed and said, "Mom, let me tell you? You must have made the soup for Dad!"

Yun Qingluo blushed and said: "Xuan'er, your father works hard, so of course he needs to drink soup to replenish his body!"

"Mom lied!"

Xuan'er made a face.

Yun Qingluo's face turned redder, and she wanted to serve Xuan'er a bowl, but she thought that Xuan'er was so young and couldn't drink soup often, so she had to acquiesce.

Xuan'er really wanted a younger sister, so she asked Ye Moqiao, "Father, when will I have a younger sister?"

Ye Moqiao laughed and said, "Soon!"

"How fast is soon?"

"Before you grow up, you must have a sister!"

"How long will that take!"

Xuan'er counted the days with her fingers, feeling quite distressed.

Yun Qingluo stared at Ye Moqiao, feeling ashamed and annoyed: "Moqiao, Xuan'er is talking nonsense, and you are talking nonsense too!"

Ye Moqiao smiled ambiguously, but didn't say anything more in front of her son.

Seeing his ambiguous smile, Yun Qingluo blushed even more when she thought of the beauty of these days.

She is very aware of her body and must not conceive, otherwise she will only hurt herself.But just in case...if she is really pregnant...she will definitely try her best to give birth!
All kinds of high-tech talents are gathered here, and the medical methods are beyond the outside world.Maybe they can really save her pregnancy!
After eating, she cleaned up the dishes, and then went upstairs to take a bath with Xuan'er in her arms.

Xuan'er's room is on the same floor as them.It's just that they are at both ends of the corridor.

Yun Qingluo carried him to the bathroom, and he quickly pushed her out.

"Mom, I'll wash it myself! Go and accompany Dad!"

Yun Qingluo knew that Xuan'er was shy, so she had to give up.

She walked into her bedroom, Ye Moqiao was about to take a bath.

He unbuttoned his shirt one by one, every movement was extremely charming.

"Mo Qiao!"

Yun Qingluo stepped forward, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and asked gently: "Are you happy today?"

"Ah."

"I'll celebrate you every year after that, okay?"

"We have no future!"

"No! We have every tomorrow! Mo Qiao, look how cute our Xuan'er is, don't you have the heart to leave him behind?"

"I can't control the darkness in my heart."

"I believe in you! Xuan'er also believes in you! You never let us down!"

Yun Qingluo led him to the bathroom, untied his belt, put it aside, and helped him wash his body.

"Mo Qiao, today is my dangerous day... I... I want to give you... a daughter for you..."

"You can't get pregnant!"

"The medical treatment here is so advanced, why not give it a try?"

"no!"

"Mo Qiao, I know you like children very much! Maybe you will regain your sanity when you see the birth of a child!"

"No way!"

After Ye Moqiao washed her, she carried her to the bedroom and put her on the bed.

The two sat facing each other on the bed, and he gently stroked her eyebrows, her cheeks, and finally stayed on her cherry lips.

He kissed her, and her body trembled slightly.

"Mo Qiao...do you love me..." she asked him confusedly.

"That question doesn't make sense!"

"But I want to hear it! Even if it's fake!"

He didn't answer, but kissed her more deeply and messily...

After a long time, the two lay on the bed together.

Yun Qingluo's cell phone rang, and Ye Moqiao's family said to her: "Qingluo, we can't reach Moqiao, you must say happy birthday to him!"

In fact, Yun Qingluo had already received their text messages in the early morning.

Between the lines, it was all birthday wishes to Ye Moqiao.

Yun Qingluo smiled and said, "Don't worry! I made him a cake, and he is very happy!"

"That's good! He used to be busy with work every birthday, and we wanted to celebrate him, but we didn't have the chance! I didn't expect..."

"Don't worry, next birthday, there must be a chance!"

"How is Xuan'er? Are you recovering well?"

"Xuan'er is very good!"

"Why don't you send him back! After all, in that kind of place, we can't rest assured!"

"No one here will hurt Xuan'er!"

Yun Qingluo talked with them for a while, then hung up the phone.

She put the phone aside and said with a smile, "Mo Qiao, everyone cares about you!"

Ye Moqiao didn't speak.

"Mo Qiao, tell me about your childhood!"

"Can not remember."

"Then let me tell you about my childhood!"

Yun Qingluo leaned in his arms and told him stories about her childhood.

Gradually, when she was studying, she received love letters every now and then.

There was finally an expression on his face.

Although, this expression is just grim.

"How dare you accept other people's love letters?"

"Someone stuffed it into my schoolbag or drawer!"

"You replied?"

"I handed it all over to the teacher!"

Hearing her answer, there was warmth in his eyes.

"Mo Qiao, have you ever received a love letter before?"

"threw."

"Throw it away? That's not like your doing! How gentle you were!"

"Gentleness doesn't mean sentimentality!"

From the beginning to the end, Ye Moqiao only had Yun Qingluo as a woman.