Chapter 349: Would you like to call her husband ... he's the most boring person

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Spreading his hands, half-seriously and half-suspended, he guessed casually, "Maybe she can't give birth?"
Mo Shiqian said indifferently, "It is impossible. Since she was kidnapped at the age of seventeen, all the medical examination reports for her work needs or routine inspections will pass through my hands."
Bite the cigarette in style, give him a sideways glance, and smile. "Just because you are so angry? She's very young now, and it's not normal to have a child, so maybe after a few years It ’s changed, and if you really want a child so much, wait until you get married and make sure you get pregnant ... and then try to coax her into giving birth.

Holding the cigarette that was not long enough, she took the last sip. "Since she threw out the marriage, she will get married first. Anyway, she always has to do ... she won't touch you yet."
Mo Shiqian's eyes darkened and his thin lips narrowed.
Don't touch him, but he really can't touch him.
But this cannot be said to others, even a brother of more than ten years.
He held up his glass and sent it to his thin lips to slap it up.
At the end, rubbing his fingers against the empty glass, he said lightly, "Sometimes, I don't know what she's thinking."
What he cares about is not whether or not to have a child, but why she suddenly proposed such a condition.
When they were together before, when he proposed, she promised not to mention it at all.
Being unborn and unwilling to live are two different things.
Unwillingness to have and ... unwilling to have children for him are two different things.
The lips of her lips popped wildly, and the smoke slowly spit out, and she leaned forward and annihilated the cigarette in the ashtray. "It's strange, you never tell her everything."
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When Chi Huan reached 1999, Mo Shiqian leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes quietly. He did not know whether he was asleep or drunk.
When he pushed in the door, he bumped into the popular impatient stretched leg and kicked him, "Hey ..."
She was a little angry, and couldn't help raising her voice and asked, "What are you doing?"
Feng Xing looked sideways at the still-gasping woman, staring at herself, silently retracting her legs, and said quite innocently, "wake him up and drive him home, what else can you do."
Chi Huan walked over, put the bag on the coffee table, and said dissatisfied, "You can call him or push him, why should you hit him?"
Popular, "..."
They're men, and they just kick their feet. What's the problem?
"I'm not his woman, and I have no obligation to be gentle with him," Feng Xing looked at her with interest, and there was nothing serious in her eyes. Besides, kicking him is nothing. I've kicked him and beat him in the past ten years, but he didn't let him run out and drink without going to sleep in the middle of the night. "
Chi Huan's move to help the man froze.
A few seconds later she recovered her nature and continued pushing him to wake him up, "Mo Shiqian ... Mo Shiqian."
"Would you like to call her husband ... he's the most boring person."
Chi Huan glanced back at him, pursed his lips, "You help me call two people to help him go back."
Erlang's legs, which were upright, closed up, fell to the ground, stood up, lowered her eyes and said lightly with a smiley voice, "No, it's your trouble that I waste most of the night watching He drank here, but he didn't even hear him say a few words, you think of it yourself. "
In that remark, there seemed to be some revenge.
"Popular ..."
Before Chi Huan had finished speaking, he had taken the door out of nowhere.
After going out, the popular one-handed insertion of the pants pocket, the other hand was raised at will, immediately a man in a black suit appeared behind his shed.
"You don't need to worry about them or help Chi Huan. Just send a few people to stare. Don't let them go wrong."
"Ok."
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Only two of them were left in the box.
She looked at the closed door, turned her head and returned her sight to the man. With a little help, she shook him a few times and tried to wake him up.
Others are drunk and vomiting, he is drunk and sleeps unconsciously.
Chi Huan was weak and sighed, lying on his leg simply, looking up at the clean and beautiful angular face of the man above, looked at it for a while, raised his hand, and touched the contour of his face with his fingers.
Touching for a while like this, she took off her coat and climbed up to his knee, took off his hand and landed on her waist, then lay her head on the armrest beside the sofa with him.
I felt uncomfortable in this position within a few minutes, so I took the pillow and placed it under my head.
In this position, she was sleeping in his arms face to face.
His breathing is very even and heavy, with a hint of wine, maybe he likes it so much, so he likes it all.
I do n’t know how long I watched it, Chi Huanmin went over and kissed him, then closed his eyes and fell asleep like this.
I wanted to call Anke and ask her to ask other bodyguards to help her get him back together, but after thinking about it, she decided to leave it.
Anyway, 1999 is the place where he follows the trend, and it should be very safe. This box is also their own private place, and it is no problem to use it for a night's rest.
It's that this sofa is a bit small, and the man's figure is here, she has to lie on his body half to fit.
But okay, very close.
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The next morning, when Mo Shi woke up, his head was clear after a hangover.
His arm was pinched by something, and the paralysis caused by the unsteady blood, he subconsciously wanted to pull his hand before opening his eyes, and suddenly realized the soft touch and familiar fragrance the next second.
Before Chi Huan was pushed off the sofa, he hugged her reflexively.
Opening her eyes is the clear sleeping face of a woman.
Clearly unreal, she was in his arms. Although she slept in his arms every night, he still felt a little unreal at this moment.
In the end, Chi Huan was pushed when he woke up. When he almost lost weight, his subconscious instinct caught the man's clothes in front of him, seeking safety.
Mo Shiqian didn't move, fearing that she would fall off the sofa and just use her arms to fish her body deeper into her arms.
His head was still aching, and his body was more than half paralyzed, but he looked at the woman who was cuddling in his arms, and he felt like he could only surrender.
This woman annoys him the more he loves him.
But how can he take her?
His fingers stroked her cheek and he bowed his head and kissed.
Chi Huan was awakened by his kiss.
The sofa was too small, her sleeping position paralyzed her nerves, and her body was sore. Before her eyes opened, her throat made a soft low voice, like a moan, "Uh ..."