My years of hidden marriage with the big boss - Chapter 2987

As soon as Qiao Mianmian looked up, his heart beat faster to the man’s dark and burning eyes.

They are all old husbands and wives. A look in each other’s eyes is enough to understand what each other is thinking.

Since she became pregnant, she and moyesi have become the Platonic mode of chatting under the covers. The intimacy between them is at most limited to kissing.

Although the doctor said that after the first three months, it’s no problem to be careful, but moyesi doesn’t dare to try. He is usually very careful and nervous, which often makes Qiao Mianmian feel like he’s pregnant, not her.

Although Mo Yesi is very conscious and restrained, Qiao Mianmian knows that he must have worked very hard.

Before she was pregnant, he was restrained enough, they were almost every day

Now he has endured it for several months. I can imagine how much he has suffered.

“The last time I had a fetal examination, the doctor said my baby was stable. Actually… If we pay more attention, it should be OK. ” Joe Mianmian blushed slightly and said softly.

“No way.” Mo night division pinched her waist, the voice is hoarse way, “still have the last three months time, we can’t risk. Baby, it’s okay with me. You don’t care about me. You go to bed first. I’ll take a shower. ”

Then he slowly released his arm around her waist and got up and got out of bed.

Seeing him walking towards the bathroom, Qiao Mianmian also turned over and sat up: “go to take a cold bath again?”

Recently, moyesi takes cold baths more and more frequently.

And the shower time is getting longer and longer.

“How did you get up?” Mo night division turns round to return to bedside again, stretch out a hand to touch her head, “not to say with you, you sleep first, don’t care me.”

Joe Mianmian took his hand and pinched it in his palm. His cheek flushed slightly and said, “don’t take a cold bath. I’ll help you.”

Ink night division a Leng, low head, deep black eye flickered under, voice pressure is low and hoarse: “you help me?”

“Well.” Joe Mianmian buried his head, hot cheeks, “I help you.”

*

Two hours later.

Moyesi came out of the bathroom in a black bathrobe.

It was almost 12 o’clock in the morning when I lay back in bed.

The man just took a bath with a very fresh fragrance of shower gel, which is Joe Mianmian’s favorite lemon fragrance.

Moyesi just lay on the bed, with his back to him, Joe Mianmian turned over and drilled into his arms skillfully.

“Sleepy or not? Sleep when you’re sleepy. ” Mo Ye Si reaches out his hand and gently embraces her. He lowers his head and gently kisses her forehead.

Qiao Mianmian voice: Well, sleepy

She was sleepy during pregnancy.

I usually go to bed early.

Today, compared with the usual, sleep time delayed more than two hours, people have long been sleepy.

“Husband.” Joe’s voice is soft and delicate.

Mo Yesi responded softly, “eh?”

Qiao Mianmian raised his eyes, looked at the man’s beautiful three-dimensional jaw line, and went to his arms to drill, asked in a low voice: “are you not so uncomfortable now?”

“Well.” Mo night division low smile a, “much better.”

“Next time you feel bad, tell me.” Qiao Mianmian’s small hand scratched his chest. “I can still help you.”

“Good.” Moyesi kisses her again.

“Husband.”

“Well?”

“I’m so sleepy. I’m really going to sleep.”