(Recommended reading: Being pleased by Jiang Xiaoqiao's action, Mo Jingyuan's originally calm face couldn't help but evoke a smile, and his cold and hard facial features softened a lot under the soft light.

Jiang Xiaoqiao was lying in Mo Jingyuan's arms, her hair was in the palm of his hand, and the shadows of the two were entangled, revealing infinite affection.

Mo Jingyuan was very patient, his eyes focused on Jiang Xiaoqiao's hair, until Jiang Xiaoqiao's hair was almost dry, Mo Jingyuan threw the towel on the sofa, then turned off the light, hugged Jiang Xiaoqiao in his arms and closed his eyes to sleep.

In the dark, Jiang Xiaoqiao rubbed in Mo Jingyuan's arms and found a comfortable sleeping position, and the cowardly voice sounded in Mo Jingyuan's chest.

"Jingyuan, I want to go see Licheng tomorrow, after all, he saved me before. ”

Mo Jingyuan stroked Jiang Xiaoqiao's hand for a moment, his expression could not be seen clearly in the dark, and he was silent for a long time before he imprinted a kiss on the top of Jiang Xiaoqiao's head, and then whispered 'um'.

Receiving Mo Jingyuan's response, Jiang Xiaoqiao was overjoyed, and wanted to raise his head and kiss him rewardingly, but he couldn't see anything in the dark, in order to avoid anything like hitting Mo Jingyuan's chin, Jiang Xiaoqiao simply imprinted a kiss on his chest.

"Well, give you a reward for love. ”

The sound of 'pop' added a bit of ambiguity in the silent darkness, but Jiang Xiaoqiao added a sentence without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Mo Jingyuan's breathing suddenly became short, and with a force in his hand, Jiang Xiaoqiao was a little closer to him, but when he thought of something, he restrained it again, but his voice was still a little hoarse.

"Don't make trouble, go to bed obediently, I'll take you to Li's house tomorrow. ”

"Oh~"

Jiang Xiaoqiao nodded hurriedly, closing his eyes and not daring to make any other movements.

Emma, almost made Mr. Mo furious, she is pregnant with a child now, okay? Fortunately, Mr. Mo's willpower is strong enough.

However, it seems like three months, and the doctor said that it can be pinched?

Jiang Xiaoqiao's face on Mo Jingyuan's chest secretly climbed up two blushes, but he didn't dare to make another move.

I was thinking about it in a mess, and after a while, I really fell asleep.

When Jiang Xiaoqiao's breathing stabilized, Mo Jingyuan's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. Letting go of Jiang Xiaoqiao gently, Mo Jingyuan tiptoed to the bathroom in the dark night, took a cold shower and continued to go back to bed and sleep with his wife.

Just, the next day......

"Oh my God, Jingyuan, why are you hot?"

Jiang Xiaoqiao slept in a daze, but he felt so hot around him, as if he was next to a big stove.

She opened her eyes a little uncomfortably, and saw Mo Jingyuan frowning, lying next to her with her eyes closed, and cold sweat was still breaking out on her forehead.

Looking at Mo Jingyuan's appearance, Jiang Xiaoqiao couldn't help but stretch out her hand, only to find out that the big stove in her dream was Mo Jingyuan, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hmm, is it? hiss~ My head seems to hurt a little. ”

Hearing Jiang Xiaoqiao's exclamation, Mo Jingyuan wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were like a thousand pounds, and he couldn't open them, and his head felt like it was about to explode.

In order not to worry Jiang Xiaoqiao, he squinted his eyes and looked at the source of the voice, but the words he said were weak.

At this point, Jiang Xiaoqiao couldn't see that Mo Jingyuan was sick.

It's just that she has known Mo Jingyuan for so long, Jiang Xiaoqiao has never seen Mo Jingyuan sick, and even his tired appearance is rarely seen, at this moment, she can't help but be a little stunned, you know, Mo Jingyuan has always been an indestructible existence in her mind.

Mo Jingyuan knew that Jiang Xiaoqiao would be worried, he reluctantly hooked a smile, and wanted to reach out to touch Jiang Xiaoqiao, signaling her not to worry, but her whole body was weak, and her head was dizzy for a while. In the end, instead of giving Jiang Xiaoqiao comfort, he fainted directly because of this action.

It wasn't until Mo Jingyuan fell into a coma that Jiang Xiaoqiao came back to her senses from the fact that 'Mo Jingyuan was actually sick', she quickly got up and called Fan Ying, thought about it, and took out her mobile phone to call Lewen.

Fan Ying and Aunt Chen looked at Mo Jingyuan lying on the bed, and they were also a little flustered, wanting to test the temperature of his forehead, but they retracted their hands hotly.

That's at least 39 degrees. The three of them gathered around the bed and waited for Lewen's arrival.

Ten minutes later, Le Wen came in a hurry, followed by a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

The two entered the bedroom, and the man walked to the bedside, while Jiang Xiaoqiao and the others were invited out of the bedroom.

Several people stood in the corridor, Le Wen's always gentle face was serious, and his face looked a little ugly, but when he looked at Jiang Xiaoqiao and Fan Ying, who were pale, he barely showed a smile.

"Auntie, madam, don't worry, Mo will always be fine. ”

Jiang Xiaoqiao and Fan Ying smiled at Le Wen, and then turned their heads to look at the closed door, the anxiety in their hearts was not relieved by Le Wen's comfort.

The waiting time is long, and the ten or so minutes that pass casually on weekdays seem particularly long at this time, which really responds to the sentence of living like a year.

It wasn't until the door opened that Jiang Xiaoqiao and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and they couldn't wait to surround them.

The man looked at the anxious faces of several people, and said lightly: "Mr. Mo is fine, but he is too tired during this time, and his nerves have been in a tense state for a long time. ”

Jiang Xiaoqiao nodded again and again, all her thoughts were focused on the bedroom, and when the man finished speaking, she couldn't wait to go in.

And Le Wen glanced at Jiang Xiaoqiao's back in a complicated way, what the man said just now, Jiang Xiaoqiao and the others didn't know the specifics, but he knew it clearly.

Mo Tian hadn't fallen before, although Mo Jingyuan was busy with Mo Tianxu, but he still had a few hours of rest a day, but since Jiang Xiaoqiao said goodbye, Mo Jingyuan was out of sight for several days.

That's it, in order to be able to find Jiang Xiaoqiao as soon as possible without worries, Mo Jing is far from sleepless, but has always been fighting hard to deal with Mo Tian.

Although it seemed that Mo Tian had been ruined in just two months, Le Wen, who had been following Mo Jingyuan, knew that Mo Jingyuan had been preparing for more than ten years for all this to come, and Mo Jingyuan's original plan was to slowly eat away at Mo Tian step by step, after all, Mo Tian had a deep foundation, and it was not something that Mo Jingyuan could deal with now.

But because of Jiang Xiaoqiao, Mo Jingyuan kept forcing himself, at that time, as long as the slightest mistake would lose all the games, Lewen often stayed up until the early hours of the morning, let alone Mo Jingyuan.

After Mo Tian's downfall, Mo Jingyuan still didn't rest, not because he couldn't, but because he didn't want to. Lewen still remembers that Mo Jingyuan said that as soon as he closed his eyes, it was all the picture of Jiang Xiaoqiao leaving.

Later, Jiang Xiaoqiao finally came back, but she was kidnapped, and she was highly nervous back and forth and looking for someone, and after finding someone, she had to help her get angry.

I thought that everything was settled, Mo Jingyuan could finally have a good rest, Jiang Xiaoqiao was pregnant again, and now Mo Jingyuan couldn't rest well, he was busy working during the day, and he had to massage Jiang Xiaoqiao until midnight at night.

Mo Jingyuan is not a machine, and even a robot can't stand it after more than two months of strong support, not to mention that he is just an ordinary person with flesh and blood, who can live, grow old, sick and die.

So when he heard the man's words at this time, Le Wen was not curious at all that Mo Jingyuan would be sick because of overwork, and even had a normal feeling in his heart that being sick.

The man prescribed medicine to Mo Jingyuan, and Lewen left the apartment with the man without waiting for Mo Jingyuan to wake up.

As Mo Jingyuan's assistant, Lewen's ability is beyond doubt, and now that Mo Jingyuan is sick, many things can only be handled by Lewen, and he has to rush to the company now.

Knowing that Mo Jingyuan was fine, Fan Ying and Aunt Chen went out.

Jiang Xiaoqiao sat on the edge of the bed, gently depicting Mo Jingyuan's pale and sick face, and looked at him intently, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Mo Jingyuan was lying on the bed, because he was uncomfortable, his sharp eyebrows were wrinkled tightly, and with his pale face, he looked extremely fragile, and Jiang Xiaoqiao couldn't help but feel sad.

It wasn't until this moment that she discovered that her man was not only as powerful as a god, but also fragile and distressing, but he didn't show it.

Raising her hand to wipe away her tears, Jiang Xiaoqiao's eyes were still a little red, but she didn't care, but tucked the quilt corner for Mo Jingyuan and went downstairs.

"Aunt Chen, I'll come. ”

When he came to the kitchen, Jiang Xiaoqiao said to Aunt Chen with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Aunt Chen glanced at Jiang Xiaoqiao's slightly bulging belly and wanted her to sit, but when she touched Jiang Xiaoqiao's eyes that could not be refused, she sighed in her heart and gave up her position.

After Aunt Chen left, Jiang Xiaoqiao was the only one left in the kitchen, her eyes were focused on staying up, and her eyes didn't blink.

It wasn't until the white porridge was thick that she took a bowl and went upstairs.

Mo Jingyuan actually woke up when Jiang Xiaoqiao went downstairs, but he was reluctant to destroy the quilt that Jiang Xiaoqiao had folded for him, so he kept lying down and didn't move.

At this time, when Jiang Xiaoqiao pushed the door in, a bright light flashed in his eyes, because he was sick, his body revealed a fragility that he would not easily show normally.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Xiaoqiao's heart was sour, but the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile.

"Wake up? This is the porridge I made for you, hurry up and eat it to fill your stomach, the doctor said you are sick and can't eat anything too greasy. ”

Jiang Xiaoqiao put the porridge on the bedside table, stepped forward to help Mo Jingyuan, put a pillow behind him, and kept babbling in his mouth.

Mo Jingyuan didn't bother her soundly, just looked at her with a smile on his face. The girl's soft coquettishness is intertwined with the man's doting eyes, which is extraordinarily warm.

His eyes were too hot, and Jiang Xiaoqiao couldn't help blushing.

Trying to ignore his gaze, Jiang Xiaoqiao picked up the porridge and handed it to Mo Jingyuan, but Mo Jingyuan just smiled and didn't stretch out his hand, and a touch of scoundrel cunning flashed in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Xiaoqiao understood what he meant.

pouted in her heart, sure enough, Mr. Mo didn't forget to take advantage of her at any time, but what should I do if Mr. Mo likes it like this?

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