Wrong Bed,Right Guy

"Did Wang Hui make trouble before?"

Asked Mu Yunting, twisting his eyebrows.

"Twice before long."

Ling Xinyue suddenly felt guilty and carefully looked at Mu Yunting.

"It seems that warning her is not enough."

Even ignore their own words, repeatedly ran to Ling family.

Who gave them the courage.

"You..."

"Don't worry about it. They won't harass you again."

Mu Yunting said coldly.

"Thank you."

Ling Xinyue nodded.

"What are you doing here today?"

"I read the news."

Ling Xinyue was stunned for a moment and realized what Mu Yunting said.

"It's nothing. I don't believe dad is that kind of person. What the reporter said may be true, but I think there must be some misunderstanding. I will not let people wronged my father, and I will not let my father bear the unjust injustice. "

She'll find out.

"Can I help you?"

Mu Yunting asked casually.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

She can do this by herself, so there is no need to trouble Mu Yunting.

He must be very busy.

Mu Yunting nodded and said nothing.

Then there seemed to be nothing to say, and the living room fell into silence.

Ling Xinyue lowered his eyes, fingertips unconsciously rubbed the cushion on the sofa, so simple that any expression was written on his face.

She was very uncomfortable.

Mu Yunting saw it, but he didn't notice it.

Until the smell from the kitchen became stronger and stronger, Wu Ma's dinner was about to be ready.

"Miss, Mr. mu, go wash your hands and have dinner."

"Here's the bathroom."

Ling Xinyue stands up and points to the east corner of the first floor.

Then he changed his face, covered his mouth and walked upstairs.

She had a sudden nausea.

The response is timely, Mu Yunting should not have seen it.

"Ouch..."

Ling Xinyue lies beside the toilet and is constantly retching, which makes her stomach uncomfortable.

I couldn't spit out anything, and there was almost bitter bile in the back.

The fingertips turn white with force.

A pair of hands on her back, moderate strength.

Strangely, it made her feel better.

Ling Xinyue can't look back, still retch, after a long time feel much better.

"Gargle."

Mu Yunting handed over the glass containing warm water.

"Thank you."

Ling Xinyue took it and bent down to gargle.

"Drink some hot water."

Mu Yunting prepared two glasses of water.

Ling Xinyue obediently drank a few mouthfuls of hot water, his face was not so white.

"Why did you come up?"

She has the time to talk to Mu Yunting.

"It's hard to see you. I think it's pregnancy reaction, so I'll follow you."

It's the first time he's seen pregnancy vomiting.

I didn't expect to get pregnant so hard.

At the thought of Ling Xinyue's heart rending appearance just now, Mu Yunting would hate to take her to the hospital and give up the child.

"I'm fine."

"It's not so bad?"

Mu Yunting was a little unhappy, and his tone sounded colder.

Ling Xinyue suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

She dropped her eyes. "Let's go down. I'm hungry."

Seeing this, Mu Yunting didn't say anything more and went downstairs after her.

Probably because of pregnancy, Ling Xinyue's appetite is much bigger, Mu Yunting put down her chopsticks, she has seven points full. I plan to ask Wu Ma to give me another bowl of rice. I suddenly think that Mu Yunting is still there.

Her mouth moved and she said nothing.

"Miss, why do you eat so little today?"

Wu Ma said with a worried face.

"Is it hard for you?"

Mu Yunting also looked over, his eyebrows twisted and his eyes dark and dark.

Ling Xinyue felt embarrassed and uncomfortable.

"Well, it's a bit of a loss of appetite."

She forced to smile and casually found a reason.

"I'll talk about it later. If you are hungry later, tell me what you want, and I'll do it again. "

"Good."

Wu Ma cleared the table and left.

Ling Xinyue was annoyed to see the delicious food leave him. She almost lost her mind and asked Wu Ma to put the food down.

Eyes involuntarily follow Wu Ma.

"Oh."

There was a slight smile from the opposite.

It's from Mu Yunting.

Ling Xinyue instantly regained consciousness and immediately withdrew her sight, pretending that nothing had happened just now."You are two people eating now

, even if you eat more, I will not laugh at you."

When Mu Yunting finished, Ling Xinyue's face turned red.

"I'm really upset with my stomach."

"Well, I don't feel well. What would you like to eat later? Let mother Wu make it for you. I'm not here. You can eat more. It doesn't matter. "

Ling Xinyue

Damn it. He must have said that on purpose.

"I've had dinner too. Mr. Mu should go back to have a rest."

Ling Xinyue saw off the guest in anger.

"Indeed." Mu Yunting's lips with a smile: "if you don't go, my baby will be hungry."

Someone deliberately blurs the subject predicate and blurs the focus instantly. This baby can be lingxinyue's baby, or she can refer to herself.

Ling Xinyue's heart is pounding, but her face is trying to calm down.

After all, Mu Yunting didn't say who the baby meant. She can't make a joke out of her own passion.

"Mr. mu can rest assured."

Ling Xinyue pretended to be calm.

"Then I can go back at ease."