Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 118 Young Master Mo, You Have No Common Sense
All movement, after that, stopped.

Feng Sumo's out-of-focus eyes slowly came back to focus, and his eyes stopped on his face.

"Your period is here..." Moxiluo looked a little uncomfortable.

Feng Sumo didn't react at first, and was stunned for a few seconds, his gaze slowly moved down along his line of sight, and the final stop point was between his legs.

His head exploded with a bang, and a red tide ran from Feng Sumo's neck to the base of his ears...

"Don't look!" Feng Sumo was ashamed and embarrassing, pulled the quilt to cover himself tightly, turned his back, and stopped looking at him.

A charming and angry sentence combined with her soft voice, like a warm current, wading through Moxiluo's heart, lying sideways beside her, embracing her in his arms, black eyes floating faintly Pain pet.

Feng Sumo let him hug him, feeling more lucky than embarrassing.

She has been worrying about how to stop him from being a wolf these few days. Now that the aunt is here, she is not worried that he will be so beastly that he will still torment herself during this time.

Feng Sumo had to sigh, it really came at the right time!
In fact, as she expected, Mesilo obviously behaved a lot in one night, except for the occasional hands playing tricks on her, he didn't do anything substantive.

No matter how savage or savage Moxiluo is, he will not be so savage to force a woman under special circumstances, especially the woman he wants to protect in his arms... to bully.

If you want to bully, just bully her hard while you are still in normal times. In special circumstances, let her go for a few days.

Thinking of Moxiluo's aggrieved night, Feng Sumo got up the next day in a good mood.

Moxiluo was still lying on the bed, his eyes were always on her profile, looking at her smiling face from time to time, he felt as if he was tied in a knot.

The little girl has passed the dangerous period, is she very happy?

Feng Sumo turned his head to the side, glanced at him, and was about to go into the bathroom to wash up, when a piercing pain suddenly struck in his stomach——

The striding legs paused after that and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Sensing that something was wrong with her, Moxiluo got out of bed and walked to her side in a few steps.

"It hurts..." Feng Sumo covered his abdomen, squatted down, his little face was pale.

"Where does it hurt?" Without noticing the movement of her hands, Mexiluotong squatted down and put his hands on her forehead.

"Stomach..." Feng Sumo struggled to utter two words, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

Moxiluo felt as if he was hit hard by something, picked her up who was squatting on the ground, rushed out the door, and yelled at a group of servants, "Call me a doctor, right away!"

"What's the matter, Your Highness Su Mo?" Ji Er rushed to the two of them, wanting to help, but when her eyes touched Feng Su Mo, whose face was as pale as paper, she withdrew her hand in shock.

"I'll call the doctor right away." Startled by Moxiluo's calm tone, Nuoqi was taken aback, picked up the phone, and dialed a series of numbers.

The royal doctor quickly rushed to their room. Feng Sumo was lying in Moxiluo's arms, his thin clothes drenched in cold sweat.

After a series of diagnoses, the old doctor smiled, "Princess Su Mo will suffer from abdominal pain during routine work?"

Feng Sumo, "..."

Mecillo, "..."

Nuoqi opened his mouth wide, and rolled his eyes at Moxiluo's profile one after another.

When he rushed over, seeing the tension on his face, Nuo Qi thought something was wrong with Feng Sumo, but it turned out to be this...

Your Highness Xi Luo, you can do such an uncommon sense thing? !
(End of this chapter)