My Cunning Little Wife - Chapter 382

When she wanted to say something more, she heard a complicated sound of footsteps approaching. It was Lao Si and Xiang duo. She understood what the doctor said just now. Pregnant women can’t be operated on, but if she takes off the baby, can’t she be operated on?

Anyway, the child was baffled and shouldn’t have come at all, but she didn’t expect that Mucheng’s reaction would be so fierce, serious and warning noise: “it won’t be good if you can’t see it. I will take care of you, get married, give birth to the child, and then have an operation. After that, I won’t force you to leave or anything, but before that, don’t say to take it off If the child still leaves me, otherwise even if you don’t want to, I have a way to make you stay with me all your life, and you can’t go anywhere. ”

Roy believed and was afraid that he might lock her up forever when he went crazy. She had no choice but to promise to keep the baby first.

After staying in the hospital for two days, she didn’t give him a good look. First, she couldn’t see the irritability in her eyes. Second, she couldn’t figure out how she could be pregnant. In recent times, she used a condom! It’s hard to understand.

On the third day, Luo Xiaotian went to the hospital. His dignified face reproached him, “you are not allowed to drive any more.”

“Dad, I just bumped into the guardrail bar and knocked my head on the steering wheel. The doctor said that my eyesight would recover in a few days.” The old man’s heart is not good, she does not want him to worry too much, and her mother, “this did not let mother know.”

He is the most unafraid in his old age. When can this daughter’s reckless character change and grow up? “If your mother saw you like this, her heart would break. I didn’t tell her!”

If Xu Yun knew that she had been admitted to the hospital, he would have to die of anxiety. The more he thought about it, the more angry he was. Looking at her flat abdomen, “how old are you? You are so careless. I tell you, the baby in your stomach can’t have any problems.”

Luo Xiaotian attached great importance to his offspring. Even if he was a grandson, he didn’t feel any difference.

After two days in the hospital, Roy’s face slightly improved, “Dad, you’re biased towards him before this one in my stomach is born!”

The wrinkled fingers pointed to her, “when it comes to eccentricity, I’m the most eccentric of the four people. But look at you. How can I not worry about you and be lawless!”

Roy turned his lips and didn’t answer.

Standing aside, the silent man said faintly, “Dad, don’t worry, I will take care of her.”

Luo Xiaotian took a look at him, hands behind him, “come out with me.” After that, he took the lead to go out, and Mu Cheng followed him without much hesitation.

Outside, Luo Xiaotian turned to look at him and asked, “you want to marry my daughter because you love her. It’s because you feel that you have enlarged her stomach and have to marry her.”

Without thinking about it, he quickly replied, “love her!” Once thought that the word love is hard to say, but now I think it is not. People who love in their bones can answer it directly without thinking.

Over 50 years old, he looked at the young and handsome man in front of him, “if you don’t find her pregnant, I don’t think you want to get married.”

A man with indifferent temperament pursed his lips and said, “yes, marriage is a lifelong event, so we need to be cautious.”

Luo Xiaotian asked, “in this case, how do you know that you love her?”

He doesn’t need to be sure, “for me, the basis for two people to stay together is not marriage. If there is no emotion, even if they get married, it’s just a marriage letter, which can only have legal effect.”

“But now you want to get married.”

Mu Cheng looked at him, “yes, I am a concubine, I can never let my children bear a similar experience.” As far as he is concerned, emotion comes first and marriage comes second. The order is different. “With children, I should be responsible for her, give her an account and have a reputation.”

The common people? Luo Xiaotian looked at him in surprise, then calmed down, “I’ve rarely heard about your Mu family, but you’ve set up your own house, so I don’t need to ask more about Mu family. When will the wedding be held?”

The third man’s stomach is growing day by day. The earlier the wedding is held, the better.

Marriage is a process, he has no special idea, “Dad, you can arrange it.”

Luo Xiaotian also plans to arrange it by himself, “don’t your parents have any opinions?”

Mu Cheng’s eyes moved, “my mother died earlier, and my father died seven years ago, so you can have full control over the wedding.”

“When my daughter is in your hands, you have to make sure she’s intact. Can you do that?”

“In this life, I’ll give all I have to protect her!”

Luo Xiaotian patted him on the shoulder, and his face sighed.

In the afternoon, Luo Yi was discharged from the hospital. When she returned to the villa, Mu Cheng took her out of the car. When Aunt Fang saw her like this, she asked nervously, “what’s the matter with Miss Luo?”

“Oh, I can’t see it.” Roy’s mood is not as excited as the first day. “By the way, aunt Fang, I want to eat spicy and sour fish. Can you do it?”Aunt Fang was stopped by the man holding her before she made a sound. “You can’t eat spicy food.”

She was put in the sofa, holding the man’s arm and shaking, “but I just want to eat!” She just feels itchy and wants something to stimulate her taste buds.

He did not move, “Auntie Fang, don’t add pepper.”

She pushed his arm away, discontented, “no pepper, that’s hot and sour fish!”

Mucheng ignores her. He won’t interfere with what she likes to eat at ordinary times, but now it’s a special time and can’t eat indiscriminately.

Until the meal, Roy is still reluctant expression, he picked out all the fish bones, the rest of the fish on the bottom of the bowl, with chopsticks inside the spoon, handed to her mouth, “taste.”

She lowered her head to take a bite, frowned, a little fishy, a little sour, not spicy at all, and said directly, “it’s not delicious.”

Mucheng himself tasted the taste, really not very good, a bit strange, aunt Fang stood at the table, “Mr. mu, this spicy fish without pepper, the taste will be lacking.”

The man nodded, “then don’t eat fish, eat other dishes.”

She opened her face and said, “I don’t want to eat. I want to eat Anji’s signature dish.” Roy didn’t mean to find fault, but he thought the fish was not delicious. He stayed in the hospital for three days, and the three meals a day were all delivered by Anji. Now he wants to eat it.

After a while, she remembered, “Auntie Fang, don’t mind. I don’t think the food you make is not delicious. I’m just pregnant. It tastes strange. I always think the food made by Anji is the best.”