On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

This kiss lasts forever.

It's like entering a wonderful world.

Su Jingxiao forgot all the pain.

Immersed in such a wonderful world, she tightly clung to Ke Yinan's neck.

Ke Yinan forgot that he was in prison, and kissed him so much that he forgot himself.

When he looked up, he was a big man in his 30s, but as shy as a high school boy.

"Sorry, my body reacted too strongly."

He carefully held up Su Jingxiao's equally shy face, and asked softly, "Did it make you uncomfortable?"

"No." While shaking her head, Su Jingxiao's body was still supported by Ke Yinan.

There is a kind of ambiguity and shyness, which is self-evident.

There is still embarrassment between the two.

After all, it was the first time such an intimate contact.

Ke Yinan was afraid that Jing Xiao, who had experienced the darkness before, would feel disgusted and resistant to this kind of intimacy between a man and a woman.

So he was careful.

But in fact, Ke Yinan is really the best medicine in Su Jingxiao's life, which can heal all her pains and all the shadows in her heart.

She lifted her chin slightly, and looked at him tenderly, "Yinan, when you get out of prison, we won't get married and have a lovely baby."

"Can't wait!" Ke Yinan's eyes were full of anticipation.

The two exhorted each other.

"Yinan, you must be careful in prison."

"You too, take good care of yourself and feel better. I'll go out soon. Don't be too tired. You must behave well when you eat, so that you can lose weight again."

"Ah."

Su Jingxiao raised her hand and caressed Ke Yinan's cheek.

This man is still handsome and ruffian.

It's just that he often went out to bask in the sun in the prison, so he grew darker.

It has become more masculine.

Seeing her looking at herself affectionately, Ke Yinan asked with a smile, "Did you become ugly?"

"No, you look very manly after you shaved your hair. Although it's not as white as before, it's still very handsome."

I really want time to stop at this moment.

But always parting.

The two were reluctant to part.

They hugged each other before parting.

That kind of hug seems to melt into each other's bodies.

In this gloomy winter day, that was the only sweetness in Su Jingxiao's heart.

……

Two days later, it is the Spring Festival.

Every household is immersed in joy and reunion.

Only the merchants are gloomy and sad.

This morning, Shun Sheng learned that Qiao Qiao was going to be discharged from the hospital.

Before being discharged from the hospital, Shang Zhongbo sat in front of Qiao Qiao's bed.

The old man who seemed to be in good spirits in the past lost all energy because of the kidnapping of his eldest granddaughter.

Even though he sat upright, he pulled himself together.

But he could still see his deep sorrow from his empty eyes.

Qiao Qiao didn't want to make the atmosphere too sad for the New Year's Eve, so he didn't say anything to comfort the old man.

She didn't mention a word about An An.

But even with the second treasure in his arms, his heart is full of An An.

How is An An?

Ever been abused, intimidated, how scared?

Is An An still alive...

Her heart was trembling, but in front of the old man, Qiao Qiao pretended to be strong and didn't show anything.

"Dad, in the hospital these days, you cooked all the food for me, thank you for your hard work."

"It's a pity that I'm not very up-to-date. You have prepared such a rich confinement meal, but I still have no milk, so I can only let Erbao eat milk powder."

Shang Zhongbo felt distressed, "What are you talking about, I don't blame you for not having milk."

We all know that it was because she was too sad and sad that she returned the milk.

But everyone didn't talk about An'an, so as not to make each other more sad and sad.

"Qiao Qiao, Dad wants to discuss something with you." Shang Zhongbo said.

Qiao Qiao nodded, "Dad, tell me."

"I'm going to be discharged from the hospital soon, and the child's name will be written on the birth certificate. Have you thought about the name of the second baby?" Shang Zhongbo asked.

Qiao Qiao frowned.

She really hasn't thought about Er Bao's name.

Shang Lu prepared a few, but she didn't like them very much.

Considering that there are still two months left, you can think slowly.

Who would have thought... An An would have such an accident during this period.

There was a stabbing pain in my heart again.

She shook her head.

"See if this works. Dad will come and give Er Bao a name."

"Okay." Of course Qiao Qiao was willing.

"Qiao Er." Shang Lu, who was packing up his things, stopped what he was doing and sat next to Qiao Qiao. "What Dad means is to let Er Bao follow your surname and keep a low profile."

It is a bit unreasonable that the son of the merchant is not surnamed Shang.

Shang Lu added, "My father and I mean that in the future, don't let outsiders know that our son belongs to our business."

With An An's lesson before them, they will take good care of the second treasure.

There can be no more accidents like this.

Qiao Qiao thought for a while, "Er Bao's last name is Qiao, as long as Dad doesn't mind."

"I don't mind." Shang Zhongbo said immediately, "Every name is my grandson, Shang Zhongbo."

He didn't have the concept that he must pass on the family line.

The last name can be anything.

So, the family decided on Erbao's surname.

Shang Zhongbo said again, "Qiao Qiao, can you see that the second treasure is called Qiao Ernian?"

"Joel Nian?" Qiao Qiao was very gentle and elegant when he heard the name.

Shang Zhongbo said again:

"Waiting for you, every year every year."

"Farewell to Muer, fireworks every year."

"Regardless of the days and years, day and night, I hope that the second treasure will be more than rich and honorable, that it will be peaceful and peaceful, and that the years will be worry-free."

Qiaoqiao concealed the bitterness in her heart, "It's a good name, let's call it Qiaoernian, and the nickname Niannian."

I remembered that Ah Dong named An An Qiao Changan.

I also hope that Xiao Nizi will be safe and sound for a long time.

But now...

It's Chinese New Year's Eve, and no one mentions An An's affairs.

But everything will make Qiaoqiao think of his lovely daughter.

Unable to catch his breath, Qiao Qiao took a breath, then pretended to be relieved, and smiled.

"Dad, the name you chose is nice and meaningful."

The youngest son has a name.

Little year.

Qiao Qiao really wanted to tell An An.

At the beginning, An An touched her belly with a serious face.

"Mom, the little guy is kicking so hard in your stomach, he can't be a naughty little brother."

"Do you like brother or sister?"

"I like them all, I really want to hug my younger siblings."

The past cannot be recalled.

As soon as I recalled it, I choked up in pain and couldn't breathe in pain.

This year's New Year, Shang Lu originally suggested that several families spend it together.

He wanted Qiaoqiao not to be idle.

Because when she is free, she misses her daughter.

Thinking of my daughter, I would be in a daze, weeping silently, my eyes were almost blind from crying.

But Qiaoqiao refused.

This new year, she doesn't want to have such a lively time.

The more lively it was, the more she would miss and worry about An An.

And in front of people, she has to pretend to be strong, lest everyone always comfort her.

The more comforted you are, the more restless you feel.

People get tired.

The Spring Festival was spent by their family of four alone.

There is Shang Zhongbo, there is Shang Lu, there is her, and there is Xiao Nian Nian.

Just without Xiao Anan...