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Chapter 197 Two hundred and two: My husband is sick (21)

Qiao Yimo's situation is indeed a bit tricky.

I don't know why the other soul is weak, but whether it will grow up slowly, neither of them knows.

Qiyue doesn't want to think about that, but worry and fear are always powerless.

He looked up at Qiao Yimo fixedly.

After a while, she suddenly stepped forward and put her arms around Qiao Yimo's waist.

Qiao Yimo seemed a little surprised, he lowered his head.

Looking at the woman who buried her head in her arms, she didn't know how to put her hands.

Time seemed to be quiet, only the long breaths of the two of them, and the rustling of leaves as the wind blows through the window every minute and every second.

"I didn't make trouble, Qiao Yimo." Qiyue's voice was muffled, with a heavy tone of tears, "No one in this world is more worried about you than me."

Qiao Yimo's heart suddenly stabbed, and he held Qiyue tightly at a loss.

The long, white palm rested on the dark, hairy head in sight.

Caressed once and for all.

He paused before speaking.

"I know."

In the past, he seemed very afraid of the woman in his arms leaving, especially afraid that she would mention the word divorce.

Qiao Yimo never told her what kind of existence Qiyue was in his life.

If it is hard to compare, she is more important than parents.

Of course, it's only on a different level than family affection.

She is the goal he chases and the light that guides his way forward.

Everyone knows that he started from scratch, and Qiao's is thriving.

But he never knew that he traveled all over the offices for sponsorship, and he is where he is today.

When he was a student, he almost entered the intensive care unit.

At that time, his parents seemed unwilling to let him study anymore, ordering him to take care of himself and stay at home as a gnawing old man for the rest of his life.

Qiao Yimo was panicked and unwilling at the time.

Every time he can't hold on, he will always think of the girl with a beautiful smile.

How to describe that smile?
It's like the first ray of sunshine in the snow-covered sky.

It is hope and light, the only belief.

Qiao Yimo's life is for her.

It's not that I haven't thought about giving up, but when I think about giving up, the girl with a beautiful smile will marry someone else.

From now on, the two of them will have nothing to do with each other, and will gradually fade away from his life.

This is the last thing he wants to see.

In fact, when he was very young, he thought about how he would treat her if he got married in the future.

He just wanted to give her the best food, clothing, housing and transportation, as well as the most selfless, bold and passionate love.

He did it, even wanted to take out his heart.

But at that time, she didn't care, on the contrary, she hated it.

Every time someone is punished forcibly, Qiao Yimo will always lean against the edge of the window alone.

Looking at the sleeping big city under the dark night.

He was wondering if he was doing something wrong, or if he didn't have to do it.

Give yourself three years, and give her three years.

If she still hates herself, then he will let her go.

Divorce made Qiao Yimo afraid and angry, but while he was escaping, he was also thinking of a way out for himself and her.

She is such a noble princess, after all, he is the one who climbs high. Letting her go may fulfill her and himself.

No one expected that she would change so quickly.

But after not seeing each other for a few hours, she smiled and flattered herself.

And now, she even said that she was worried about herself.

Qiao Yimo was a little happy in his heart, and the joy was like a sponge that had absorbed water, expanding in his heart.

The heart is warm, as if it is about to jump out of the throat.

"I know, but your safety is more important."

Qiao Yimo knew that Qiyue cared about him, so he was worried.

Now that he is so dangerous, she doesn't want him to stay away, which shows how much she likes him.

But no matter how deep the love is now, Qiao Yimo will not keep such a big danger by her side.

He was really scared, afraid that when he woke up from sleep, the lover beside him would be decapitated.

Qiyue lowered her eyes and sighed vaguely.

He stretched out his hand and pinched Qiao Yimo's waist, feeling a little weak, "Why are you so stubborn, there is really nothing I can do about you."

Qiao Yimo raised his lips slightly, and a faint and doting smile appeared on his face.

Holding the little head in front of her with joy, he pressed a kiss on the top of her head.

"Honey, I'm very happy that our fate is not a bad one, and I'm also very happy that you will fall in love with me."

"Once the illness is cured, you can cling to me however you want, even punish me, it's up to you."

The man in front of him was a warm person, exuding a faint pleasant smell, which calmed Qiyue's impetuous heart.

She supported the table behind Qiao Yimo with one hand, and pulled his head down domineeringly with the other.

Bite hard on his shallow lips before smiling, "That's fine, I'll wait for you."

Overseas treatment will not produce results, Qi Yue is certain.

so.
She shot violently, knocking the man in front of her unconscious.

The booming sound of the heavy object startled the housekeeper who was enjoying the flowers leisurely in the back garden.

The butler hurried over from the back garden, trying to see what happened.

Seeing Yue come out of the kitchen shaking some numb hands.

Seeing the butler, she was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile, "I happened to be looking for you, so here you are."

The housekeeper was a little confused, "What's the matter, madam?"

In fact, he wanted to ask what had just fallen and made such a loud sound.

Qiyue blew on her palm, and said calmly, "Qiao Yimo is in the kitchen, fainted, ask someone to carry him to the bedroom."

The housekeeper was startled, and ran to the kitchen in a hurry, "How can you faint when you are in such good health?"

Could it be that you have been busy with work recently, and your body is tired and sick?
The housekeeper was very angry, why didn't the master know how to pay attention to his body.

While the housekeeper was thinking wildly, Qiyue's voice burrowed lightly into his ears from behind him.

"I was knocked out."

The housekeeper trembled as he stepped forward to check, and turned his head back in horror.

The appearance of Qiyue shaking his hands, in his eyes, is no different from a mutated monster.

When did the wife become so violent.

Seeing that the butler looked at her like a monster, Qiyue shrugged helplessly.

"What can I do, your husband is not very obedient, so I have to find a way to make him listen to me temporarily."

The system silently peeped at the screen, and suddenly fell silent when it saw this.

Why does it think that adults are the ones who are sick?
Suddenly thinking of all kinds of unpleasantness in this plane, it feels a little uncomfortable.

It's over, and I'm going to be trained again.

Qiao Yimo was carried to the room by the servant, and Qiyue rummaged through the cabinet, but did not find anything useful and solid.

But fortunately, I found some stockings from the original owner.

Just like that, he was tied up to the head of the bed.

After doing this, Qiyue is a little hungry.

I went down to eat a few bites first, probably Qiao Yimo was about to wake up, so I went up to see him with the food.

(End of this chapter)