Chapter 1085: Does he have this image in her heart?

Chapter 1085 He has this image in her heart?

He Chen is an activist. After a lot of deliberation, he took out his cell

phone and called Li Qiao.

After half a minute, the call hangs up automatically and no one answers.

He Chen pursed his lips impatiently, and then called Shang Yu.

A few seconds later, a man’s deep and mellow voice came from that end, "What's

the matter?"

"Your woman's cell phone is a display?" He Chen said angrily with his ankles

on his knees, "Let her answer the phone."

Shang Yu flipped through the documents slowly, and said in a deep voice: "She

is taking a nap, and she has something to say straight."

He Chen glanced at the phone time, only then did he remember the time

difference between Nanyang and Parma.

He put down his long legs, got up and walked to the bar to take a bottle of

whiskey, "Yin Mo's current household registration is in Nanyang?"

On the other side of the phone, the man signed the name on the document with a

pen, and asked in a low tone, "You will call Qiaoqiao in half an hour."

"Shang Shaoyan, you fucking..."

Before the words were over, Shang Yu had already cut off the phone.

He Chen held up his mobile phone and gave a fuck, sat down at the bar, and

began to think about his and Yin Mo getting the certificate.

On the other side, as soon as Shang Yu put down the phone, Li Qiao by the bed

woke up.

She stood up sleepily, and leaned against the man's leg. "Is it Brother Chen?"

Shang Yu leaned on the head of the bed, put the file aside, touched Li Qiao’s

forehead with his dry and warm palm, "Well, did you wake you up?"

Li Qiao shook her head and asked lazily: "Pama's matter has not been

resolved?"

"It should be soon." Shang Yu fished her into his arms, a thin smile on his

lips, "He asked if Yin Mo's household registration is in Nanyang."

Li Qiao's body shape, surprise appeared in her eyes, "Household registration?

He is..."

Before she finished speaking, she raised her eyebrows clearly, "Really

planning to get married?"

The man’s sturdy arms hug Li Qiao, his three-dimensional facial features are

playful, "Think time is short?"

Li Qiao glanced at him, ** the buttons of the man’s shirt, “It’s not a

matter of length. If the second child is willing, I’d be happy to see it

happen.”

Speaking of it, the second sister went to Pama in less than half a month, so

soon she reached the point where she could talk about marriage, and the

progress was really fast.

"He Chen has his own plan, don't need to hurt them." Shang Yu said that he

tightly circled Li Qiao and hugged her to his leg with a little effort, "Does

it hurt?"

Li Qiao hooked the man's shoulders, looked down at his sight, and pulled the

corners of her mouth helplessly, "A little bit."

Shang Yu tightened his thin lips, and his thick eyebrows also wrinkled with

Sichuan characters.

Li Qiao caught the man’s tight and handsome face, raised her head and pecked

on his lips, "It's okay, it will be better in the future."

"Don't move." Shang Yu held her waist with one hand.

The man’s actions do not have any taste of eroticism.

In a few minutes, Shang Yu's massage palm also stopped.

At this time, Li Qiao leaned her back on the man’s chest, and when she saw him

not moving, she raised her head suspiciously, "What's wrong..."

Shang Yu's eyes were dark and hot, and his Adam's apple was slightly

undulating.

The man closed his eyes and said nothing.

Li Qiao looked at the opposite wall, sighed and held Shang Yu’s hand, "It

doesn’t hurt anymore."

The man stopped and hugged her from behind. His tone was a little stiff: "Wean

him as soon as possible. He can drink milk powder."

Li Qiao sat up in Shang Yu's arms, smiled and patted the back of his hand, "He

is still young, wait a minute."

The man pursed his lips, his expression increasingly unpleasant.

The hindrance of love affairs is only a small aspect. What makes Shang Yu

unbearable is that the physical torture suffered by Li Qiao after giving birth

makes him distressed.

Not long after, Li Qiao tidied the neckline of her pajamas, took out her

mobile phone from under her pillow, and called He Chen back.

And Shang Yu got up and went to the bathroom, and quickly wiped Li Qiao's body

with a hot towel.

……

Ziyun Mansion, He Chen and Li Qiao finished the phone call, and Yin Mo

happened to walk down the stairs.

She is wearing a white dressing gown with her hair draped behind her, which

really wraps herself tightly.

He Chen looked at her with a wine glass, his eyes spread out his palms deeply.

Yin Mo walked up to him and grabbed his finger along the way, "Huh?"

He Chen stretched his legs and let Yin Mo stand in his arms. He lowered his

eyes and looked down, his face suddenly became cold, "Did it wet?"

The gauze on the back of her hand was gone, and there was faint redness and

swelling around the bitten skin.

"I forgot when I took a bath." Yin Mo retracted his hand and said sly, "It's

okay, it doesn't hurt."

She is not squeamish and doesn't care about this little injury at all.

The curvature of He Chen’s lips fell slightly, and he stretched out his hand

to pinch Yin Mo’s face and squeezed it, “If you dare to forget next time, I

will wash it for you personally and sit down.”

After a while, He Chen walked to Yin Mo with the medicine box in one hand, and

the moment he sank into his seat, the upper legs under the woman's nightgown

came into view.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting

thoughts, and then pulled Yin Mo's hand with no gentle motion, took out

iodophor and gauze to wipe her wound.

At dusk outside the window, He Chen lowered his head and re-wrapped the back

of Yin Mo's hand with a not-so-skilled technique.

Obviously, he rarely does this kind of thing.

Yin Mo looked at her right hand wrapped in a bear's paw, silently, without

saying a word.

"I'm going out tomorrow." At this time, He Chen leaned against the armrest,

twisted a strand of hair behind Yin Mo and put it around his fingertips, "You

are at home waiting for me to come back, eh?"

Yin Mo turned to look at him, and asked calmly, "I can accompany you..."

"No need." He Chen frivolously sent her length to the end of her nose and

sniffed, "Men do things, women are not appropriate to follow."

There is an ambiguity in these words. Yin Mo frowned and asked bluntly: "Are

you... are you going to find another woman?"

He Chen has countless confidantes, it is not impossible to find other

confidantes behind her back.

Besides, she couldn't think of anything men could do that is not suitable for

women to follow.

At this time, He Chen's breathing condensed, and he stared at Yin Mo, gritted

his teeth, "Can't I do some personnel affairs?"

He has this image in her heart?

Yin Mo pulled the gauze on the back of his hand, and said in a faint voice,

"Why can't I take me with you when doing personnel affairs?"

He Chen was speechless.

Xu realized that his tone was bad, he hooked Yin Mo's waist to his side,

smiled evilly, "Baby, are you inseparable from me? Huh?"

He likes Yin Mo who is so clingy, and her dependence makes He Chen satisfied.

Then, Yin Mo shook his head and replied with a serious face: "It's not that I

can't live without you, but that if you get into trouble, I might be able to

help."

He Chen’s handsome face was so dark as ink for a moment, and there was a kind

of affectionate embarrassment that made him want to curse.

(End of this chapter)