Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It?

Mother Wen sat across from her. She was the first to notice that she was stroking her chest and her expression was a little uncomfortable. She immediately asked concerned, "Yi'er, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay..." Wen Yi took two deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the feeling, swinging his left hand, "eat, mom, it's enough to have a grandson for you, I really have another one, you are again The grandson is the grandson again, so I don’t have the pain..."

Mother Wen wanted to persuade her again, but seeing that her face seemed a little uncomfortable, she stopped talking and said, "Let’s eat first, I can’t rush about this."

Mo Shichen kept staring at her, with a touch of faint complexity in his gloomy deep eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Yi'er, what's uncomfortable?"

"No," she turned her head and smiled at him, "for dinner, my mother cooks by herself today, and her craftsmanship is no worse than that of the cook at home."

"Ok."

Wen Yi picked up the spoon and slowly drank the soup the man gave her.

Ye Siran is pregnant. Although she hasn't shown much pregnancy reaction yet, Wen's mother has worked **** this meal, and has also considered everyone's taste. The long table is left and right, and most of the food suitable for pregnant women is placed Ye Siran and Wen Hanye are here.

Wen Yi and Mo Shichen sat on the other side.

In the beginning, Wen Yi’s little discomfort, Mother Wen and Mo Shichen didn’t care much, and even guessed that she might be a trick to stop the topic from continuing, but the bowl of soup in her hand drank almost two-thirds. At that time, she couldn't hold back anymore and straightened up and ran directly to the bathroom.

Mother Wen was surprised, "Year?"

Mo Shichen's pupils shrank, and he got up without thinking about it, preparing to follow her.

"Master Mo," Wen Hanye said leisurely.

Mo Shichen stepped out of the leg to freeze, turned sideways and lowered his head to look at him.

Wen Hanye raised his eyelids and said with a smile, "I can hear that she is not planning to have a child at this stage, so you won't turn your back to her again. What happened to you?"

Mo Shichen glanced at him, his gaze seemed warm, but it was wrapped in a thin layer of cold, he nodded at Mother Wen, "Yi'er is uncomfortable, I'll go take a look."

Mother Wen nodded, "Go ahead."

After the man's figure disappeared, Mother Wen looked at Father Wen who was sitting at the forefront, and said in surprise, "Old man, would you say that Yi'er will also be there?"

Wen Hanye, "They haven't remarried yet, Mom, are you short-sighted?"

"..."

In the bathroom, Wen Yi could not vomit anything, but he still retched for a while. When Mo Shichen opened the door and entered, the faucet was waterproofing, and the woman's hand was resting next to the basin, and the water was rushing. He lowered his head, and even his short hair drooped slightly.

Mo Shichen walked to her side and slapped her on the back with carelessness, "Is it uncomfortable? Have you ever felt this way before?"

Wen Yi reached out and turned off the faucet, feeling a little collapsed compared to just now, "I'm fine, maybe it's because my stomach is upset."

After a moment of silence, the man said, "Will you be pregnant?"

She didn't think about this problem.

Especially what I was talking about just now was about children, but...

She straightened up and turned to look at him, "You know... I am pregnant for no reason."

He said in a low voice, "Why do women who have a **** life have no reason to get pregnant?"

And they are very frequent.

Wen Yi opened her mouth and looked at the handsome and deep face in front of her. She suddenly felt that he was unfathomable again. She only said blankly and funny, "But we...contraception."

"Otherwise, how did the claim of unexpected pregnancy come from?"

Wen Yi licked his lips, "Mo Shichen, have you done nothing?"

Mo Shichen stepped forward and hugged her, holding her soft hair in his hand, "Tomorrow I will take you to the hospital for a checkup. If you are not pregnant, you will check your stomach. You seem to have a poor appetite these days. "

She didn't refuse, but she felt a little unspeakable and uneasy.

…………

After returning from the middle of Wen Yi's trip to the bathroom, her mood was obviously lowered by several grades, and her words were a lot less, and she was in a trance from time to time, and she was slow to talk to her.

Guessing what might be wrong with them, Mo Shichen mentioned that when she was about to leave with Wen Yi after the meal, she would take her to the hospital for an examination if she was still unwell tomorrow. Wen's mother did not stay much, just exhorted, "If If you have any news, please call me as soon as possible."

Wen Yi pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, without saying a word, and the man holding her nodded and smiled politely, "Mom, I will."

…………

The black Rambo was driving under neat street lights.

Wen Yi sat quietly in the co-pilot. She always tilted her head to look out the window. The scenery at night was also beautiful. She thought so in her mind, but the exit was a different story, "I will pass the mall or Stop the car at the convenience store."

Mo Shichen turned his head to look at her, only her side face could be seen, she was too quiet, there was a kind of loneliness.

Rambo stopped in front of a twenty-four hour convenience store.

Wen Yi lowered his head and unfastened his seat belt.

Mo Shichen's throat moved, "What are you going to buy, I'll go, it's cold outside."

She didn't speak, she opened the door and got out of the car.

At night, the wind was strong, her short hair was messy, and the hem of her coat was raised. Her steps were steady and not fast, and she was determined and neat.

Mo Shichen's eyes were darker. He took out the smoke and skillfully lit the lighter, watching deeply at the figure she had opened the glass door and entered the store.

Wen Yi came out only five minutes later, holding nothing in his hand.

He probably guessed what she bought.

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Half an hour later, the car parked in the parking garage of the manor.

Wen Yi got out of the car, entered the house, and returned to the bedroom. He didn't say a word, but he looked a little tight, and he was distant.

Mo Shichen followed her at a distance of half a meter, and when she returned to the bedroom, she went directly into the bathroom.

The man's thin lips pressed into a straight line, and a dark and silent aura enveloped him.

In more than six or seven minutes, less than ten minutes, the door was opened, and Wen Yi, who had taken off her coat and only wore a solid-color sweater, walked out of it. Her eyes were unconcealed anger, and her face was cold and straight. He walked to and behind him, and slammed the object in his hand **** him.

The thing fell to the ground.

Mo Shichen looked at her face, then lowered his head, leaned down and picked it up.

Pregnancy tests.

Two red lines are clearly shown above.

It was the first time he had come into contact with this thing, and he didn't even know what the two red lines represented, but the answer was already written on the face of the woman in front of him.

The man's thin lips moved, "Is it right?"

"Mo Shichen, we have already said, don't you want children now?"

"You said you don't want it."

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