MTL - A Fascinating Marriage with the Colonel-Chapter 237 You look good

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That night, Qin Yue slept so peacefully, as if the heaviest stone that had been crushed in his heart was finally removed, and no more dazzling blood and the crying cry of the baby appeared in the dream.

Surrounded by a calm and calm atmosphere,

Let her sleep peacefully until dawn, and when she wakes up, she feels her lower body wet.

Qin Yue doesn't need to look to know that he has come for a holiday.

"Doesn't hurt this time?" Ling Mohan reached into her clothes with a big hand, her warm palm against her belly.

Qin Yue said happily: "It doesn't hurt that much, just a little uncomfortable."

Ling Mohan frowned immediately and asked, "Where?"

"You're nervous, I am." Qin Hui put his lips on his lips and wrapped his arms around the man's neck. "A little discomfort is normal, such as chest pain."

Ling Mohan's eyes sank, and his throat moved slightly: "I rub it for you."

"No." Qin Yue immediately turned his back to him.

As a result, there was another boom in the lower body, and this feeling was really speechless.

Ling Mohan posted it from behind, and the burning breath was in his ear.

Qin Yue thought he was going to kiss his ear, but he heard him whisper: "Qin Xiaoyao, I'm so happy."

"Huh?" She wondered, why didn't he jump out of this sentence without a head or a tail?

Ling Mohan said: "If you don't hurt anymore, I will be happy."

The smile on Qin Min's lips widened, he turned around and kissed Ling Mohan's chin: "Reward you."

"Not enough, but more!" Ling Mohan said with scorching eyes and a domineering voice.

Qin Yue covered his overheated eyes: "Aunt Wang said, we need to cultivate our soul."

Ling Mohan said solemnly, "Sex is not raised, it is made."

Qin Yan: "..."

Ling Mohan held her hand and said, word by word, "After you plant flowers, I plant babies."

Qin Hao hesitated: "Shameless!"

She's still on vacation. This **** is thinking about planting a baby? Plant his garlic!

When Qin Yue was angry, he loved to toss Ling Mohan, Yi Qi instructed: "I'm going to take a bath now, you can put me hot water, and the water temperature should be controlled at 42 degrees."

"Jiaoqi!" Ling Mohan bit her tip of her nose and got up to put bath water for Qin Yue.

It is necessary to take a bath early in the morning, it is estimated that few people except Qin Wei.

Qin Yun was lazily lying on the bed waiting for her aunt, remembering Ling Mohan's words just now: you don't hurt anymore, I'm happy.

She unconsciously raised her lips.

In fact, Qin Yun knew better than anyone else that she was in psychological pain.

She gave birth prematurely three years ago, and she never experienced such tear-like pain, trembling pain, numbness ... so that every time she took a regular vacation, the discomfort in her lower body was magnified infinitely psychologically by her.

It wasn't until she and Ling Mohan were together that she slowly let go of the oppressive pain, and then she was relieved.

She felt that Ling Mohan knew for sure. He was so smart. Dr. Zheng had helped her recuperate her body many times. Ling Mohan should have guessed long ago.

Maybe that's what he said, "You don't hurt anymore, I'm happy."

Ling Mohan is pleased that she should finally come out of the pain three years ago, right?

Thinking of this, Qin Yun felt like drinking apple cider vinegar, sweet and sour, and laughed for a while and then wanted to cry, feeling like a fool.

Women are so emotional, sensitive and vulnerable when they come for a holiday.

——It's getting colder on weekends.

Qin Yun and Ling Mohan went to visit the old man. The old man was sunbathing in the yard, and there was an unfinished chess game on the stone table.

When Qin Yue walked by, the old man woke up as if he knew it.

"Grandpa." Qin Yun shouted, standing obediently in front of him, uneasy in his heart.

Father Ling looked at her, and his face was displeased: "Why don't you sit down and talk with me? Do you remember to hate me for trying to marry you and forcing you to have children?"

Qin Yue immediately relieved and laughed, "I never hate you."

She said sitting on the small stool next to the old man, the old man's face eased slightly: "That's what it sounds like."

Ling Mohan stood expressionlessly on one side, and seemed to arbitrarily rest on Qin Mao's shoulders, in fact, there was a faint meaning to safeguard her.

The old man glanced at him and said to Qin Yue, "I already knew about three years ago."

Qin pursed his lips: "Sorry, I shouldn't hide from you."

The old man sighed, there was regret and regret in his eyes.

He regrets that Qin Yue suffered so much grievance, and regrets that the child was not born, which caused the situation like today.

Ling Mohan suddenly said in a deep voice: "Grandpa, Xiaoxi and I are here, and I want to talk to you about your adopted child."

Qin Yue could not help holding the hand on his shoulder, and his heart was tense again.

The old man snorted and said slowly: "You don't want it?"

"Don't want it!" Ling Mohan replied without hesitation, his voice was very firm, "My sister and I want our children!"

"Heir to your name, your child."

"Different, the child was not born by Qin Hui, and has no direct blood relationship with us, I will not recognize it."

The old man stared at him sharply, holding the cane and not talking, as if thinking about something.

Qin Yue said, "Grandpa, I won't let you down, and I believe Aunt Wang won't lie to me."

The old man sighed again: "Silly girl, I'm worried about your body."

No matter in ancient times or modern times, it is a great and dangerous thing for women to have children. Even if medical technology is developed today, there are still many women who have difficulty giving birth and die.

The old man thought it was difficult to let go of Qin Yue's premature birth three years ago, and his anger was so hard that he even killed Ling Mohan!

Qin Yue did not expect that the old man thought this way, and he felt sour.

The old man really cherishes her, otherwise why would he still refuse to let out knowing that she could have IVF, it was just because she was afraid of her health, that would kill her two lives.

Qin Yue thought secretly, and did not know how Aunt Wang said to the father, and scared the old man who had experienced strong winds and waves.

"Grandpa, I'm not afraid, don't be afraid of you." Qin Yun smiled, but his eyes were serious. "Even if you want to give me a child, I will be an IVF. I can't give up this opportunity, never Your own child. "

The old man didn't speak for a long time.

The courtyard was quiet for a while, Qin Yue and Ling Mohan were waiting for the answer from the master.

Secretary Yu came to add a cup of tea to Mrs. Ling, and said softly, "Grandpa, let them try it. You can't just waste food because of slander."

Mrs. Ling's expression was loose. She shook her hands and took a sip of tea. She finally waved her hand: "Forget it, you have your own idea." Qin Yue was so happy that he looked up at Ling Mohan and saw There was a smile in his eyes as well, and his tight expression eased significantly.

The old man stood up with a cane, and Qin Hui quickly assisted him: "I help you go in for a rest. By the way, what would you like to have for lunch? I'll make it for you."

"Braised pork." The old man said vigorously, he hadn't eaten for a long time.

Qin Yue hesitated, "Why do you make fish head tofu?"

The old man's face turned black.

Secretary Yu can't help but: "Father, don't be embarrassed, the doctor said you have to eat lighter recently."

The old man snorted and went back to the house unhappy.

Not long after, An Xiaoxiao also came over and shouted, "Grandpa Ling, I'm here to see you!"

When she saw the request and Ling Mohan was drinking tea and playing chess in the yard, she stunned and shouted in surprise: "Brother Mohan, Sister Qin, I didn't expect you to be here, I miss you very much this time."

Ling Mohan gave a faint hum, playing with black pawns in his hand, without looking at her.

Instead, Qin Yue looked at her, chuckling: "Grandpa just went to rest."

"Then I'm one step behind." An Xiaoxiao put out her tongue cutely, her smile was so sweet, her eyes were big, black, and pretty.

And those eyes glanced at Ling Mohan several times in a short period of time, seeming to want to attract his attention.

Qin Yue's smile deepened a little, but it didn't come to his eyes, it seemed a little meaningful.

An Xiaoxiao suddenly burst into her heart, and seemed puzzled: "Sister Qin, why are you laughing like this?"

"How do you laugh?" Qin Yue asked, lowering his head and putting pieces on the board.

An Xiaoxiao walked to them and looked a little embarrassed to say, "It's just like the skin smiles in the book, but it doesn't smile."

"Why are you pressing me step by step." Qin Yue glanced at Ling Mohan with dissatisfaction, and then looked at An Xiaoxiao, "What is Pi Xiaorou not smiling?"

An Xiaoxiao held her arm: "Sister Qin, don't be angry, I'm not saying you're insidious, I'm too stupid to speak."

Qin Yan: "..."

Where does the little girl see that she is angry and where she sees insidiousness.

At this time Ling Mohan raised his head, An Xiaoxiao's eyes glanced secretly, and found that instead of looking at himself, he reached out and shoved the broken hair in Qin's ear to the back.

"You smile very well." He said to Qin Yue, the love hidden in the black eyes was about to overflow.

Qin Min raised his eyebrows, bent his pink lips, and the tip of his tongue loomed between the two lips: "How beautiful?"

Ling Mohan stared at her lips and suddenly reached her ears and said, "I see that I want to press you on the chessboard and cry."

"Go away!" Qin Yun slaps over.

Ling Mohan wrapped her hand and dragged her around the stone table. Then she looked at the drowsy An Xiaoxiao: "You came just right, grandpa wants to eat fish head tofu, you help to handle the fish head. "

An Xiaoxiao turned back and blinked her pretty eyes: "Brother Mohan, I won't, can you teach me?"

"Not good." It was Qin Ye who spoke, and looked at An Xiaoxiao with a smile. "Zhang Ye is in the kitchen, you ask her to teach you, she is the best at handling fish heads."

Immediately after that, Ling Mohan impatiently pulled her into the room.

He wanted to do something "bad" with Qin Hui.

An Xiaoxiao stood in the yard, staring closely at their backs with fingers crossed, suddenly eager to have a love relationship.