Mysterious president, get away from me!

A young mother with a big belly came anxiously to them, took the child from Mo Ling, and said thank you. Then she gently wiped the tears on the child's face, and coaxed them in a soft voice, "darling, don't cry. After walking to watch point, do not hit others! Come and apologize to your aunt

The little boy's chubby little hand rubbed his red eyes and apologized with a small mouth

Mo Ling rubbed his soft hair and said in a soft voice, "it doesn't matter. Does the baby hurt?"

"It hurts. It hurts." The child rubbed his sore arm with his little hand and nodded with tears in his eyes.

Maureen looked at his innocent expression and couldn't help putting her hand on her abdomen. There was such a lovely baby in it. At that moment, she forgot that the child she was pregnant with was the seed left by the devil, and a strange feeling of pity filled her heart.

"No pain, no pain, mom give baby whoosh." The young mother coaxed the child patiently, took his little pink arm, gently kissed him, and then gently breathed.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore..." the little boy broke into tears and laughed. A bright smile bloomed on his round little face. He hugged his mother's neck and gave her a kiss on her face.

The feeling of pity in Mo Ling's heart is more and more intense. She can't help bending her lips and whispering, "you are so happy."

The young mother showed a happy smile on her face, "my baby is very sensible and smart, but sometimes very naughty. In fact, at the beginning, I didn't expect to have a child so young, but after I really had a child, I never regretted..."

When talking about her baby son, young mothers are as rare as a family. Their smiles are radiant with charming brilliance. This is the charm of being a mother.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I've told you so much, you must be tired of listening..."

Mo Ling laughs, "no, I'm glad to hear that."

The young mother winked playfully, "you must be a mother, too. I saw you unconsciously put your hand on your abdomen just now. This is a subconscious action that people who want to be mothers will make."

Mo Ling's smile faded, "yes, I'm going to be a mother, but this child is not the crystallization of love..."

The last sentence, she said in a very low voice, but the young mother still heard it clearly. She became serious and said seriously, "sister, it's wrong for you to think so. No matter whether the children are the crystallization of love or not, they are all your children. The children are innocent. They are pure little angels and deserve our kindness and love."

Mo Ling's eyes are sour and astringent. She buries her head lower. She doesn't want her eyes full of tears. She nods slightly and says softly, "thank you, elder sister. I remember."

The young mother patted her on the shoulder and said in a soft voice, "sister, you must feel the magical feeling of blood connection. Don't do things you regret."

Mo Ling didn't say anything. She was afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, she would let the other party hear her choking voice.

"Well, sister, I'm going to have a prenatal examination. Nice to meet you." The young mother's tone became relaxed, and then she took her son's little hand and laughed, "baby, say goodbye to your aunt."

The little boy waved his chubby hand and said, "goodbye, auntie."

"Goodbye."

Mo Ling looked at the back of the mother and son, who went away hand in hand. Her mind was in a mess, and many ideas came out. At last, only one idea became more and more clear, that is, she was very glad that her baby was safe.

"What are you looking at?"

"The mother and son holding hands in front of me, that little boy is very cute."

Mo Ling answered naturally. After that, she felt something was wrong. She suddenly turned around and almost ran into someone standing behind her. She was shocked and quickly stepped back. Unexpectedly, she was standing on the steps now. When she was in a panic, she stepped on the edge of the steps and suddenly fell back.

She screamed with fright.

In front of a flower, the familiar figure suddenly grabbed her waist, and then the arm closed, took her into his arms.

Plop, plop, the heart in her chest beat very fast, and she leaned rigidly against his arms. The tip of her nose was close to his hard chest. By her ear, he had a slightly rapid, strong heartbeat.

"What are you thinking about, woman? Why are you so careless?" The arms on her back were very tight, and the man's angry roar came from the top of her head.

She was so nervous that her voice trembled. "Yes... I'm sorry..."

"Idiot!"

Mu Chen cold gnash teeth ground scolded a.

In fact, the steps are not high. Even if she falls down and sprains her feet at most, he is very angry, very angry. It's like a pet in his own pen ran to the street one day and was almost crushed by a car.

"I'm sorry... Can you let me go..."

Mo Ling's flustered heart gradually calmed down and poked his chest carefully with his fingers.

His body suddenly stiff, and did not immediately let go, but took her back two steps, took her to safety, then released her waist, the dark eyes staring at her hair, eyes under the surge of some unspeakable emotion.

Mo Lingfei quickly glanced at his dark face, gave a smile, and asked a nonsense, "well, when did you come back?"

Mu Chen Han's face was almost as black as the bottom of the pot, and his whole body was breathing cold. From his nose, he sent out a similar hum of disdain, "just when you look at people's backs and stupid eyes, you have the ability to fall down!"

“……”

"Come on, throw yourself down again, and you'll lie on the side of the road waiting for the ambulance!" Mu Chen Han raised to lift chin, a pair of impatient tone.

“……”

Mo Ling knew that he was wrong and followed him with his head down. He walked to the car and put himself in the co driver's seat.

"Buckle up The tone was stiff, as if the anger had not dissipated.

She buckled her seat belt bitterly.

In the narrow carriage, the atmosphere was dignified, and the air seemed to condense into ice.

Mo Ling felt embarrassed and turned to look out of the window.

"Why don't you talk? Are you guilty? " The man's cold voice came.

Mo Ling took a puff at the corner of his mouth and whispered, "second young master, I know I'm wrong. I'm not careful. Please stop talking about me, OK?" Is it a man with such a small mind and a long memory

"Ho..." he gave a sneer and his lips rose coldly. "Do you think I made a fuss?"

That's it! But she didn't dare to say what she thought, and opened her mouth difficultly, "... No."

He suddenly turned to look at her, sharp eyes like a blade, cold way, "remember your identity, you are pregnant now, everything should be careful, if you hurt the child, I will not let you go!"

There was a buzz in her head, and many things she didn't understand suddenly came to her mind. She squeezed her fingers into her palm and said, "you are good to me... Because of the children?"

"Yes." He raised a sneer on his lips. "Otherwise, what do you think it is?"

Her heart seems to have fallen to the bottom of the valley heavily, and her whole body is filled with coolness. Her fingernails grip her palm hard, and her dim eyes stare at the blue sky outside the window. She only thinks that she is very funny. Even if Mu Chenhan is as gentle as mu Nianchen, they are not the same person after all. She looks for mu Nianchen's shadow from mu Chenhan, and mu Chenhan uses her as a tool to have children, It's good to make use of it. So, what's so sad about it.

Ironically, the child in his stomach is not mu Chenhan at all.

If she could, she really wanted to laugh three times, and then put up her middle finger to fate and Despise its injustice.

Silent for a long time, she looked out of the window, light way, "if the child in my stomach is not yours, how would you do?"

Mu Chen cold facial expression sank heavy, sharp vision is like essence, nail general pierce to her flat abdomen, cold way, "that kind of thing, absolutely won't happen."

"Yes." She casually returned a, don't want to say anything more, tired to close his eyes.

……

"Welcome back, grandmothers and grandmothers!" Xiao Su smiles and stands outside the main house to welcome Mo Ling and her husband.

Mo Ling light smile, nothing to say.

Xiao Su graciously took the bag in her hand, accompanied her upstairs and said, "grandma, the bath water has been put away for you. What kind of soup do you want to drink tonight? I'll let the kitchen prepare it. Oh, by the way, the old lady said that you should have a good rest and don't have to go upstairs to say hello..."

She chirped a lot, and Maureen listened quietly. After she finished, she answered briefly.

Small Su see her mood is not high, obediently shut up, no more words.

Although the room hasn't been inhabited for several days, it is cleaned every day. The air is very clean with a faint fragrance of flowers. A bunch of Egyptian blue lotus flowers are in full bloom on the desk in the bedroom.

Mo Ling's eyes fell on the blue lotus. Xiao Su took a look at her face and said cautiously, "it was sent by the third young master. The third young master said you like the blue lotus."

Mo Ling is silent.

Xiao Su said, "in the past few days when you are in hospital, the third young master will send some blue lotus flowers to the room every day. He said that no matter when you come back, you can see the blooming flowers."

Mo Ling's face was expressionless. "That's a lie. The blue lotus only blooms from noon to evening."

“……”

"Tell the third young master not to send any more. I'm allergic to pollen."

Sue jumped up in excitement. "What, are you allergic to pollen? Grandma, how do you feel now? It doesn't matter. I'll throw the flowers away right away! "

"No more." Mo Ling stopped her and sighed helplessly, "now that it's in the vase, don't waste it. I just want you to tell Mu Yuntian like this. "

Xiao Su blinked for some unknown reason. After a long time, she suddenly exclaimed, "I see. You told me to lie to the third young master, didn't you? I see. I will do it! "

Mo Ling's eyes narrowed and squinted. Seriously looking at Xiao Su, the girl's blood boiling look was not like a pretence. She seemed to be looking forward to refuse Mu Yuntian's flowers. Did she guess wrong?

"Granny, what else can I do for you?"

Mo Ling took back her reverie and said with a smile, "it's OK. Go and do something."

After dinner, Xiao Su gives Mo lingduan a big bowl of ginseng soup. She frowns and doesn't want to drink it. But the old lady and pan Jinru are staring at her. She has to drink most of the bowl with a stiff head. Her stomach is bulging. It seems that she can still hear the sound of the soup flowing.

After dinner, Mo Ling avoids Mu Yuntian's unknown sight and goes upstairs to have a rest.