Mo Shiqian said coldly, "It's impossible. Ever since she was kidnapped when she was seventeen, all her medical examination reports that are required for work or for routine examinations will go through my hands."
Feng Xing bit the cigarette butt, glanced at him sideways, and said with a smile, "Is that why you are so angry? She is quite young now. It is not normal for her to have the thought of not having children. She might not want to have children in a few years. Changed, and if you really want a child, wait until marriage is confirmed, then use some tricks to get her pregnant... and then find a way to coax her into giving birth."
Holding the cigarette that was no longer long between his fingers, he took the last puff, "Since she has given up on getting married, let's get married first. After all, she has to do it after getting married...she won't let you touch her."
Mo Shiqian's eyes darkened and his thin lips pursed tighter.
It's not that I won't let him touch it, but he really can't touch it.
But you can't say this to others, even if you are brothers for more than ten years.
He picked up the wine glass, brought it to his thin lips and drank it.
Finally, he rubbed the empty cup with his fingers and said lightly, "Sometimes, I don't know what she is thinking."
What he cared about was not whether he wanted a child or not, but why she suddenly made such a condition.
When they were together before, when he proposed and she agreed to propose, they never mentioned this at all.
Being unable to give birth and not wanting to give birth are two different things.
If you don't want to have a baby with him... and if you don't want to give birth to a child for him, those are two completely different things.
Feng Xing raised the corners of his lips, slowly exhaled the smoke, leaned over and slowly put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, "Isn't that strange? You never tell her everything. <>"
… …
When Chi Huan arrived in 1999, Mo Shiqian leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes quietly. He didn't know whether he was asleep or drunk.
When he pushed the door open and went in, he happened to bump into Feng Xing who stretched out his legs to kick him impatiently, "Hey..."
She suddenly became a little angry and couldn't help but raise her voice and asked, "What are you doing?"
Feng Xing turned his head and looked at the panting woman glaring at him, silently retracted his legs, and said quite innocently, "Wake him up and drive him home, what else can you do."
Chi Huan walked over, put his bag on the coffee table, and said dissatisfied, "You can call him, or you can push him, why did you kick him?"
Fengxing, "..."
They are men and they just kick them around. What's the problem
"I'm not his woman, so I have no obligation to be gentle to him," Feng Xing looked at her with interest. His eyes didn't show any seriousness, but he could see the look on her face, and his tone was so lazy that it sounded like a joke, " Besides, it’s nothing to kick him. I’ve kicked him and beaten him in the past ten years, but I didn’t let him stay up late at night and come out drinking.”
Chi Huan froze when he went to help the man.
After a few seconds, she regained her composure and continued pushing him to wake him up, "Mo Shiqian... Mo Shiqian."
"Why don't you call me husband? He is the most boring person."
Chi Huan looked back at him, pursed his lips and said, "Please help me call two people to come up and help him back."
Feng Xing retracted his crossed legs, stood up on the ground, glanced down at her, and said lightly in a smiling voice, "If you don't scream, you are the one who caused me to waste most of the night watching. He was drinking here and was so angry that I didn’t even hear him say a few words. You can figure out your own solution.<>”
There seemed to be a hint of revenge in those words.
"Fengxing..."
Before Chi Huan finished speaking, he had already turned a deaf ear and walked out the door.
After going out, Fengxing put one hand in his trouser pocket and raised the other hand casually. Immediately, a man in a black suit appeared behind his house.
"Don't worry about them, don't help Chi Huan, just send a few people to keep an eye on them and don't let anything happen to them."
"OK."
… … …
There were only two of them left in the box.
She looked at the closed door, turned her head and returned her gaze to the man. Feeling helpless, she pushed and shook him several times, trying to wake him up.
Others were drunk and making noises and vomiting, while he was drunk and fell asleep.
Chi Huan ran out of energy, sighed, and simply lay on his lap, looking up at the clean, handsome and angular face of the man above him. After looking at it for a while, he raised his hand again and touched the outline of his face with his fingers.
After touching him like this for a while, she took off her coat and climbed onto his lap. She took his hand away and placed it on her waist. Then she lay her head on the armrest next to the sofa with him.
After a few minutes, I felt that this position was uncomfortable, so I took the pillow and put it under my head.
In this position, she was sleeping in his arms face to face. <>
His breathing was even and heavy, with a faint aroma of wine. Maybe he liked it too much, so he liked it no matter what.
After looking at him for who knows how long, Chi Huan went over to kiss him, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
She originally wanted to call An Ke and ask her to ask other bodyguards to help her get him back, but after thinking about it, she decided to forget it.
Anyway, 1999 is where he followed the trend, so it should be safe. This box is also their own private place, so there is no problem in using it to rest for a night.
It's just that this sofa is a bit small, and with the man's size here, she has to lie half of her body on him to fit it.
But it’s okay, it’s very close.
… …
When Mo Shiqian woke up the next morning, his head was filled with a clear hangover headache.
His arm was pressed by something, and he was paralyzed by the lack of blood flow. Before he opened his eyes, he subconsciously wanted to take his hand out. The next second, he suddenly became aware of the soft touch and familiar fragrance.
Before Chi Huan was pushed off the sofa, he hugged her reflexively.
Opening your eyes, you can see the clear sleeping face of a woman.
It was so clear that it was a little unreal. She was in his arms. Although she slept in his arms every night, he still felt a little unreal at this moment.
After all, Chi Huan was pushed when he woke up. When he almost fell without weight, his subconscious instinct grabbed the clothes of the man in front of him, seeking safety.
Mo Shiqian stopped moving, fearing that she would fall off the sofa, so he only used his arms to pull her body deeper into his arms.
His head still hurt, and most of his body was numb and uncomfortable, but when he looked at the woman who took the initiative to nestle in his arms, he felt as if he could only surrender.
This woman made him more and more annoyed.
But, what can he do to her
His fingers caressed her cheek and he leaned down to kiss her.
Chi Huan was woken up by his kiss.
The sofa was too small, and her sleeping position was numb. Her whole body ached. Before she even opened her eyes, she made a low sound from her throat, like a moan, "Yeah..."