He was more affectionate than time - Chapter 822

Wenmu sits opposite her. She is the first one to find that she caresses her chest and her expression is uncomfortable. She immediately asks with concern, “job’s tears, what’s the matter with you?”

“It’s OK” Wenyi took two deep breaths, forced down the feeling, and swung his left hand. “Eat, mom. It’s enough to have a grandson with you. I really want to have another one. You’re a grandson and it’s too painful.”

wenmu wants to persuade again, but when she looks uncomfortable, she stops and says, “eat first, this There’s no hurry. ”

Mo Shichen has been staring at her, dark deep eyes have a few touch of light complex, low asked, “job’s tears, where uncomfortable?”

“No,” she said, turning to him with a smile. “Today, my mother cooks. She is no worse than the chef at home.”

“Well.”

Wenyi picked up the spoon and slowly drank the soup that the man gave her.

Ye sran is pregnant. Although she hasn’t showed pregnancy reaction yet, Wen mother has made great efforts in this meal. She also cares about everyone’s taste. The long table is one on the left and one on the right. Most of the foods suitable for pregnant women are placed on ye sran and Wen Hanye’s side.

Wen Yi and Mo Shichen sat on the other side.

At the beginning, Wenyi’s little discomfort, wenmu and Mo Shichen didn’t pay much attention to it. They even speculated that she might be a trick to stop the topic from going on. But when the bowl of soup in her hand was almost two-thirds drunk, she couldn’t help but run straight to the bathroom.

Mother Wen was surprised. “Job’s tears?”

When Mo Chen pupil a shrink, want to also don’t want to follow up the body, ready to follow her.

“Master Mo,” it’s Wen Hanye who speaks.

Mo Shichen’s legs were fixed and he looked down at him.

Wen Hanye raised his eyelids and said smilingly, “I can hear that job’s tears is not ready to have children at this stage. You won’t turn your back to her again. What are you doing?”

Mo Shichen glanced at him. His eyes seemed to be warm, but they were wrapped in a thin layer of cold. He nodded to Wen’s mother, “job’s tears are not comfortable. I’ll have a look.”

Wenmu nodded, “come on.”

When the figure of the man disappeared, mother Wen looked at her father Wen, who was sitting at the front end. She said, “old man, do you think job’s tears will also exist?”

Wen Hanye, “they haven’t remarried yet, mom, are you short of heart?”

”

in the bathroom, Wenyi could not vomit anything, but she retched for a while. When she pushed the door and entered, the tap was waterproof. The woman’s hand was propped beside the washbasin, and the water flowed. She lowered her head, and even her short hair slightly dropped.

Mo Shichen came to her side and raised his hand to pat her on the back? Have you ever felt this before? ”

Wenyi reached out his hand and turned off the tap. Compared with that, Wenyi felt a little empty. “I’m ok. Maybe my stomach is not comfortable.”

After a moment’s silence, the man said, “will you be pregnant?”

It’s not a question she didn’t think about.

In particular, she just talked about the baby, but she straightened up and turned to look at him, “you know I have no reason to be pregnant.”

“Why does a woman who has sex have no reason to be pregnant?” he said in a low and light way

And they’re very frequent.

Wenyi opened her mouth and looked at the handsome and deep face in front of her. For a moment, she thought that he was unpredictable. She only said in a daze and funny way, “but we have contraception.”

“Otherwise, how did the idea of accidental pregnancy come about?”

Wenyi licked his lips. “Mo Shichen, what didn’t you do?”

Mo Shichen put his arms around her and held her soft hair. “I’ll take you to the hospital for an examination tomorrow. If you’re not pregnant, check your stomach. You seem to have a bad appetite these days.”

She didn’t refuse, but she had some indescribable uneasiness and panic in her heart.

After the trip to the bathroom from Wenyi in the middle, her mood obviously dropped several grades, her words were much less, she was distracted from time to time, and she talked to her slowly.

Guess what might have happened to them. When Mo Chen and Wenyi were about to leave after dinner, he said that if she was not comfortable tomorrow, she would take her to the hospital for examination. Wen’s mother didn’t stay much, just told her, “if there is any news, please call me at the first time.”

Wenyi pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, without a sound. Holding her man’s chin, he smiled politely, “Mom, I will.”

The black Rambo was driving under the neat street lights.

Wenyi sits quietly in the copilot’s seat. She always looks out of the window. The night scenery is also beautiful. She thinks of it in her mind, but the exit is another content, “stop when passing the shopping mall or convenience store later.”

When Mo Chen looked at her, all he could see was her side face. It was too quiet, and there was a kind of silence coming from the wind and rain.

Rambo stops in front of a 24-hour convenience store.Wenyi bowed his head and unfastened his seat belt.

When Mo Chen’s throat knot moved, “what do you want to buy? I’ll go. It’s cold outside.”

She didn’t speak. She pushed the door open and got out of the car.

At night, the wind was strong, her short hair was in a mess, and the clothes of her overcoat were also raised. Her steps were steady but not fast, and she was resolute and sharp.

When ink Chen Mou color is darker, he feels the smoke and lighter skillfully ignite, looking at her has opened the glass door into the shop figure.

Wynn came out in five minutes, with nothing in his hand.

He probably guessed what she had bought.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in the park.

Wenyi gets out of the car, enters the house and goes back to the bedroom. He never utters a word, but he looks a little tense and indifferent.

Mo Shichen followed her half a meter away and went straight to the bathroom when she got back to the bedroom.

The thin lips of a man are pressed into a straight line, and a dark and deep stillness covers him.

More than six or seven minutes, less than ten minutes, the door opened. Wenyi, who had taken off her coat and only wore a solid color sweater, came out of it. Her eyes were full of anger. Her face was cold and straight to his front and back, and she smashed the East and West in her hands.

That thing fell to the ground.

Mo Shichen looks at her face, then looks down and picks it up.

Pregnancy test stick.

There are two red lines on it.

It was his first time to touch this thing. He didn’t even know what the two red lines represented, but the answer was written on the face of the woman in front of him.

The man’s thin lips moved. “Yes?”

“Mo Shichen, we have already agreed that we don’t want children now?”

“You said you didn’t want it.”