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Chapter 588 Feng Moyan, I Love You

Being cherished by him in the palm of his hand, the crux of Qianqian's long-standing heart finally began to dissolve.

She slightly pushed her husband away, her beautiful eyes were soaked with tears, her voice was hoarse, "You really... don't you mind? I showed Fei Fei, and she was terrified, saying that she would never dare to have children in her life, horrible."

Eyelashes lowered, she spoke in a lower tone, and muttered, "You men... I don't believe you didn't react when you saw it."

She wanted to say, aren't men all visual animals, don't they still like the new and dislike the old?

Even if he said he didn't mind, he must be complaining in his heart: How could it be so disgusting and unappetizing!

So every time she makes out, she has to turn off all the lights. Apart from her low self-esteem and not wanting her husband to see her ugliness, she is also worried that her husband's enthusiasm will suddenly ed after seeing such a disgusting belly...

This happens a lot between couples.

If it happened between them, it would be so embarrassing, that kind of blow would be worse than her facing her own "flaws".

Feng Moyan was so angry that he didn't know what to say, so he pinched her face suddenly.

"Ah! What are you doing!" Qianqian shouted angrily, almost jumping up in pain.

"We've been through so much, and your understanding of me is still so superficial?" Although his wife didn't finish her sentence, Feng Moyan still understood her thoughts.

"It's not that you are superficial, it's human nature." Everyone has a love for beauty, whether it's their own love of beauty, or liking to see the beauty of others, it's innate.

"So your requirements for your husband are so low? Just a little bit of humanity?" Could it be that a real man doesn't even have the rationality to overcome the bottom line of humanity?

Seeing that he was angry, the woman raised her eyes and glanced at him timidly, and the words she said suddenly made people feel distressed: "But the lower the expectation, the easier it is to be satisfied, and you won't be so disappointed and hurt...Of course I know you're not that kind." You are a heartless person, but there is no need to use this to test you."

"..." Feng Moyan was so angry...

He turned his head away, dizzy for a while.

What the hell did he do?To make his wife so unconfident in him that she dare not make demands on him.

Such a failure!

"You...you really—" After a while, he turned around and pointed his hand in front of his wife, "You are trying to piss me off! How can there be such a fool as you in the world! Do you know that you were lying When life and death in the delivery room are uncertain, how do I feel outside? If you can get out of the operating room alive and stand in front of me well, I will..."

He was a bit incoherent, and he took it easy to emphasize again: "In short, let me tell you, I don't care whether you are beautiful or ugly, I just want you to stay with me well, until we are seventy or eighty together, with balding hair, teeth falling out, and age spots all over our face. Don't even try to hide from me!"

Qianqian was very depressed at first, but when he suddenly heard him describe the scene of being seventy and eighty, she couldn't help but make up her mind, and laughed "puchi".

There were still tears in her eyelashes, but she did smile happily.

Feng Moyan was a little confused, like a monk from Zhang Er, "What are you laughing at? You don't believe me?"

She shook her head, and tears came out of her eyes again, but this time they were not tears of sadness and loss.

"No... I just think the picture you describe is a bit miserable."

"It's just a fact, who won't be old and ugly? Do you think I've aged a lot this year?" He was still depressed in the morning, afraid that he would stay up too late and grow old too quickly, and he wouldn't be good enough for the beauty around him mother.

Qianqian looked at him with a smile, "No, he's still so handsome."

In fact, she can also see that her husband has worked very hard this year, and the years have indeed quietly left traces.

But man, forty is a flower!He is still early.

Now he is calmer and more attractive, and he is even more attractive to her, so she is a little...belittled.

Seeing his wife smiling happily, Feng Moyan's face turned pale, he hugged her again, kissed her on the lips, and his tone softened: "Honey, really... Don't think about those messy things, if you can, I will think about it more." I will bear those crimes for you. Thinking of the hardships you endured when you were bedridden to protect your baby, and thinking of your uterus being cut to save your life, I often wake up in a dream. Only when I hold you in my arms can I be sure that you are safe and sound in my arms. around."

This is true.

Qianqian often feels that she is being hugged tightly in her sleep, as if vines are wrapped around her.

Sometimes when I wake up from being uncomfortably hooped, I realize that the person next to my pillow is having a nightmare, holding her tightly and talking nonstop.

"In comparison, those scars are nothing. Seeing your belly, I will indeed be shocked, but it's not shock and disgust, but distress, and my heart will really shrink from the pain..."

"Stop talking..." Qianqian slowly turned serious, looked up at his gentle face, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she was relieved, "I was thinking too much, I asked too much of myself, and I thought you were the same. That kind."

"Your thinking is wrong. It's not easy for women. It's so hard to have children. You still want to return to the workplace and keep your body and beauty at the peak-how is this possible? From now on, you should treat your husband The more you ask for, the more tolerant you can be to yourself.”

Qianqian raised her eyebrows, "Can I do this?"

"Of course!"

"Then what if I become a fat mother?"

"Then I'm more at ease. It will be much safer when you return to the workplace."

"..." This brain circuit is really strange.

The two of them talked so much that they forgot what they were going to do in the first place.

Qianqian was moved, so moved that she wanted to take the initiative, so she raised her wrist to hook her husband's neck, and looked at him eagerly.

But Feng Moyan didn't know which tendon was wrong, as if he didn't receive the electric wave from his wife, he raised his hand to help her pull the bathrobe together.

Qianqian is stupid...

What does this mean?

Seeing the astonishment on her face, Feng Moyan asked back, "Didn't you just say... that you didn't feel well?"

"..." She was almost speechless!At that time, she didn't want to, she made excuses, but she didn't see him paying attention.

Now she took the initiative to show her favor, but this guy...

It's just elm lumps!

Seeing his wife's indescribable expression, Feng Moyan suddenly smiled, "Is there any discomfort? Now... is it okay?"

"No!" She was out of the mood, so she pushed the fool away and grabbed the bathrobe to get out.

How could Mr. Feng let her go.

Stretching out his long arm, he pulled her back by the waist, put his other hand on her waist and lifted her effortlessly, Qianqian whispered, and sat down on the washstand.

She was terrified: "Feng Moyan!"

The man stepped between her legs, hugged her intimately, rubbed his thin lips against her neck, "Don't worry, this countertop is of good quality."

"The quality is very good, so it's not... er..." Before she finished speaking, the man bit her earball, and the shuddering feeling like an electric shock made her lose her soul instantly, and she forgot what to say.

In the past year, this was the first time Feng Moyan saw his wife's charming and charming style under bright light.

The longing that had been suppressed for a long time came out, if he didn't feel sorry for her overworked body after the operation, he wouldn't want to go out for a whole day.

After the madness, the battlefield shifted from the bathroom to the bed.

Feng Mo couldn't finish his words, hugged her and pecked and kissed her again and again, rubbing his ears and temples together, happily not wanting to leave.

Qianqian closed her eyes, and said weakly: "You are endless, don't you mean you are tired from staying up all night, I think you can go to Jingyanggang to fight tigers."

Mr. Feng supported his head with one hand, lay on his side and looked at his wife, and gave his wife a wicked look: "I'm very tired, but I can't stand some people being too enthusiastic..."

Qianqian suddenly opened her eyes, reached out and grabbed a pillow and threw it at it.

The man laughed cheerfully, threw the pillow away, and then rushed back to hug his wife, lovingly said: "Fool! Why did you think about those messes before? You should understand that I am so obsessed with you. Don't care about those." Otherwise, he would definitely not want to touch her.

When he said this, he was still pressing Qianqian's abdomen with one hand, massaging gently.

Qianqian didn't speak, just raised her hand to cover the back of his hand, and said after a long silence: "Maybe I care too much about you, and I just want to be perfect in front of you."

The big palm on the abdomen suddenly stopped, Feng Moyan looked at her, and she also fixed her eyes on him.

"Is this... a confession?"

"..." The woman blushed, looked away, and smiled with her lips pursed.

"Whether you recognize it or not, I'll take it as a confession. It's not easy, and it's rare to hear a word of love from you."

Qianqian laughed, "Didn't I say that before?"

"What did you say?"

"Say I love you..."

"Did you say that?"

Qianqian thought for a while, and said seriously: "I must have said that, your brain is not working well."

"Then say it again, I will remember it carefully this time."

Heh - Qianqian looked at him, smiled and said nothing.

In order to cheat a word of love, she even used pretending to be crazy.

Seeing that she refused to speak, Feng Moyan began to threaten again, "It seems that I have to use some means."

Turning over, he pressed his wife under his body again, and pulled off the nightgown she had just adjusted.

Qianqian hurriedly grabbed her belt and protested with a smile: "You're never finished, it's almost noon!"

"Say it?" He leaned down and deliberately "acupunctured" her neck with the stubble that grew out overnight, and gnawed at her neck from time to time, "Say it? Believe it or not, I'll leave some on your neck." plum bossom?"

"Don't!" The woman giggled, putting her hands on his chest to resist his punishment.

Isn't it just a confession?

What's there to be shy about being an old couple?

She smiled and shouted: "Feng Moyan, I love you, I love you very much, although I don't know when I fell in love with you again, but I can be sure of the person who can accompany me to the end of my life , it must be you!"

The man stopped and looked at her condescendingly.

Qianqian looked at his dazed face, puzzled, "What's wrong with you?"

He asked in a low voice: "So, there was a time when you... didn't love me?"

Qianqian's face also froze.

The words were too hasty just now, and she didn't even realize it.

"Is it important? It's all in the past. We love now and love in the future. That's enough."

He responded in a low voice, turned over and lay down, hugging his wife quietly.

After a while, the hoarse voice re-opened: "Honey, let's have a wedding. I want to tell the world that we are husband and wife."