My Previous Fraternal Twins

The shabby house where Tang Wanxin used to live with her grandmother, I'm afraid it has already collapsed.

So even if you go back, you can only see the old site of the house and grandma's grave.

There was an indescribable taste in her heart at the thought of this.

Xiaozhou Village is very small. With the progress of the times and more and more people go out to work, I don't know how many families still live in the village.

It is said that people like memories when they are old. Tang Wanxin reluctantly shook her head and was secretly sad. She had passed the maiden age of the flowering season. Unfortunately, at the same age as flowers, she lived in the wind and rain.

It's a pity to think about it. After all, her heart is still a girl's heart.

Mo Shichen saw all her expressions in his eyes, put his fingertips through her hair, and then gently said to her, "if you like it there, we'll go back often in the future."

"There's no place to live. Grandma's house is not very strong. I'm afraid it has collapsed now." Tang Wanxin's voice is very light, but her words reveal sadness.

Mo Shichen took her in his arms with some heartache: "it's all right, we can sleep in the car!"

Tang Wanxin: "

This idea! Thanks to him.

Tang Wanxin laughed low with his cold joke, but pretended to be helpless and retorted: "I don't want to be seen as a monster by the villagers."

The man raised his hand, touched the end of her hair with his fingertips and smiled: "even if you are a monster, you are also the most beautiful monster in the village!"

"Then you are the most handsome one?" Tang Wanxin's show eyebrow was slightly selected.

"Of course!" Mo Shichen replied brazenly!

However, this makes Tang Wanxin feel that he is not against peace at all, and that what he said is very reasonable.

Her man is handsome. Tang Wanxin always thinks so!

They talked to each other in the office until they came on the 5th, and then they returned to the villa under the escort of the bodyguard.

Originally, they thought they would intercept them on their way back, but they were surprised to have a safe trip.

Except for a heavy car accident on the road and several old drivers running red lights, everything seems normal.

In Lingshan villa.

Today is the time for Mo Zichen to leave the hospital.

The master mother of the Mohist family is pushing Mozi Chen in a wheelchair to the direction of the villa.

Mo Zehai followed closely and looked at the environment of the villa. He couldn't help but say, "Mom, it's true. We all live well. We even gave Shi Chen the Mohist manor. The villa left for us is not as good as a garden of the Mohist manor."

Thinking of this, Mo Zehai was a little unwilling.

Rong Wanxian didn't say much, because he let Mo Shichen continue to manage the company, and she still resents it!

Seeing that they didn't speak, Mo Zehai coughed: "but the environment here is also good."

Then he walked a few steps faster in parallel with Mo Zichen: "Zichen, what would you like to eat at noon? Dad asked the servant to make it for you."

Mo Zichen looked up with a faint smile on his face and said gently, "anything is OK. Dad told them to do what you like."

"Then I'll ask them to cook some meat dishes and make them up well." Mo Zehai said with a smile.

Mo Zichen said thanks, while Rong Wanxian said coldly, "the doctor said he can't eat too complicated things, especially big fish and meat."

When she lowered her head and talked to Mo Zichen, she put away the anger on her face: "Mom asked them to make soup for you. It's not too late to eat those things later."

Mo Zichen looked at Mo Zehai, whose face was not very good, and then nodded gently.

During this time, he saw his mother's intentions and hard work, so he couldn't brush her heart.

When Mo Zehai saw their mother and daughter, he blacked his face, hummed coldly, and turned away.

"Dad..." Mozi Chen subconsciously shouted.

But like he didn't hear it, he didn't look back and resolutely strode to the car.

Rong Wanxian's eyebrows were tight, but she soon recovered her calm.

He pushed Zichen to the villa without expression.

Because it was inconvenient for him to go upstairs, he specially asked the servant to clean a downstairs customer for him to stay temporarily.

As soon as they reached the door, they heard a rush of footsteps.

Then the door was opened from inside to outside. Mo Yuxin stood in front of them with a smile: "second brother, are you back?"

With that, she ran to Mozi Chen, bent down and hugged him tightly.

Rong Wanxian's eyebrows gathered slightly and stepped forward to pull her away from Mozi Chen: "Yuxin, don't hold your second brother like this. It's not good to be seen by others."

Mo Yuxin disagreed: "aunt, what society is it now? Just hug my second brother. He won't lack Jin and less meat."

Naturally, she didn't know. Rong Wanxian disliked Mo Yuxin's dirty body for fear that she might pollute her son.

"That's not good. You're so reckless. If you hurt him carelessly, I won't spare you." the master mother of Mohism said half jokingly.

Only she knows how reluctant she is for Mo Yuxin to approach Mo Zichen.

At this time, Tang Wanrou came out of the villa.

She was wearing a silver gray gauze antique dress with black buttons on the beveled edges.

The loose version perfectly covers her slightly raised belly.

The breeze blew gently, and her skirt swayed with it.

In this way, Tang Wanrou was so immortal that Mo Zichen mistook her for a woman who came out of the painting.

Shuilingling's eyes were as dark as night, and there were many stars in them. Her spotless appearance stirred a string at the bottom of his heart.

His eyes fell on Tang Wanrou's belly, where his child was in his arms.

Thinking of them, Mo Zichen's face suddenly caught a thin blush.

Tang Wanrou took his expression into his eyes, and the corners of his lips aroused a different smile, and walked slowly in the direction of Mozi Chen.

"Mom, I'll come," she said softly.

Then he took the wheelchair from the master mother of Mohism.

The eyes of the master mother of Mohism swept over her stomach. Seeing that she was pregnant, she took the wheelchair from her hand: "you are pregnant now. I'd better come to avoid fetal Qi."

"Mom, it doesn't matter. The doctor said that after three months, proper exercise is conducive to the healthy growth of the baby." then she reached out and put her hand on her stomach and touched it gently.

The eyes of the master mother of Mohism gently hit her. After a while, she pushed her wheelchair: "be careful."

"OK." Tang Wanrou answered quietly.

Mo Yuxin looked at Tang Wanrou's makeup and his face suddenly sank.

But she pretended to be happy and ran forward, shouting, "I'll help too."

Then she hit Tang Wanrou with her body intentionally or unintentionally.

"Ah..." Tang Wanrou exclaimed.

Just when she nearly fell, Mo Zichen reached out and grabbed her.