"There is nothing in your pocket." Duanmuzhe said strangely.

He would not put anything else in his pocket except his phone, but the phone had been placed on the bedside table by him, so his pocket was now empty.

"Love." Mo Qing turned around, "It's obvious that there is something."

"It's really not." Duanmu Zhe was a little helpless in the face of Mo Qingyi's questioning.

Mo Qingyi obviously didn't believe Duanmuzhe's statement, so he narrowed his eyes and continued, "Is it delicious? You don't want to eat it alone, you want to keep yourself and eat it secretly?"

Speaking of this, Duanmuzhe seemed to understand something and coughed lightly, "Oh, you said the one in my pocket is a cell phone, it's not something delicious."

"It's really a cell phone?" Mo Qingyi narrowed his eyes, "You didn't lie to me."

The phone is flat, but the thing is long, a bit like the ad calcium bottle I drank in the secular world. How could it be a mobile phone? Maybe it is the ad calcium milk secretly hidden by Duanmuzhe.

Want to lie to her? There are no doors! There are no windows!

"I didn't lie to you." Duanmuzhe looked as usual, but his voice became even more hoarse.

"I don't believe it!" Mo Qingyi raised his eyebrows and took advantage of Duanmuzhe's inattention and directly reached into Duanmuzhe's pocket. Duanmuzhe was simply in his body and his breathing was still at this moment.

She touched and finally found something was wrong. Her face changed and she wanted to withdraw her hand. Duanmuzhe pressed her hand first, lowered her head and held her earlobe, and whispered, "Qingqing, help me, okay?"

Mo Moqingyi's hand was still in his pocket, and the palm of his hand was hot. After a moment, she nodded slowly, her face was blushing and red.

"Qingqing, thank you." Duanmuzhe kissed her forehead.

"But..." Mo Qingyi slowly raised his eyes and whispered, "How can I help this?"

Although Mo Qingyi is careless in normal times, this is the first time he has experienced this kind of thing and is a little unaware of what he has done.

"I can teach you." Duanmuzhe's eyes were already stained with a hot look, and he stroked Mo Qingyi's hand carefully.

It is gentle, affectionate, and lingering.

It caused a tremor like electricity.

Mo Qingyi lowered his head and said nothing. The atmosphere was a bit subtle. He was used to seeing Mo Qingyi's carefree look, but Mo Qingyi had a unique charm.

Duanmuzhe raised his lips slightly, reached out to wrap his hands around Mo Qingyi's waist, and picked him up. Mo Qingyi was so scared that he exclaimed in surprise and tightened Duanmuzhe's neck. As soon as she realized, Duanmuzhe threw her whole body onto the bed. Duanmuzhe supported Mo Qingyi's shoulders with both hands, reached out to pull up the quilt on the side, and covered them with her hands.

The white quilt blocks the sight, and the spring scenery in the room is infinitely beautiful.

After a long time, Duanmuzhe let out a long breath.

Mo Qingyi got up silently and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. The first time he helped others do such a thing, he felt it in his heart.

Thrilling.

The palm of his hand seemed to have a sticky feeling, and he couldn't wash it off no matter how hard he washed it. Mo Qingyi squeezed a lot of hand sanitizer and rubbed his hands very seriously, with a faint blush on his face.

Maybe she was too focused on washing her hands, and she didn't know if there was one more person behind her.

Duanmuzhe bent down slightly, wrapped the person in his arms, held Mo Qingyi's hand with both hands, and helped her clean it.

Mo Qingyi exclaimed in surprise, not knowing what to say, so he had to let Duanmuzhe help him clean his hands, and his heart kept jumping "bang bang". Duanmuzhe's chest was tightly pressed against her back, and through a thin layer of clothing, he could clearly feel the temperature on the other party's body.

Duanmuzhe did not wear clothes, but only had a bath towel around his waist. Because he had been exercising all year round, he had a very good figure, eight pack abdominal muscles and mermaid lines, the lines were like cutting, and his muscles were extremely hard. Mo Qingyi didn't even dare to look up at him.

Duanmuzhe is now like a bomb, and it is possible to explode at any time.

After washing his hands, Duanmuzhe hugged Mo Qingyi and then returned to the bed. The two hugged each other and fell asleep. Mo Qingyi was tightly wrapped in his arms, and his face was pressed against his chest, making him feel a little difficult to fall asleep.

It was the first time I was sleeping with a man, Mo Qingyi's heart was also up and down. Duanmuzhe put his chin on her head, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

The beauty is in her arms.

This feeling is very good.

Mo Qingyi still couldn't sleep. Looking at the infinitely enlarged abdominal muscles in front of him, he kept blinking, and his slender eyelashes swept on Duanmuzhe's chest, like a small brush, slightly itchy and sensational.

"Go to bed quickly and close your eyes." Duanmuzhe patted her back and spoke slowly.

She is not the only one who can't sleep.

The beauty is in her arms, but she can’t eat it, which is also a torment.

"Oh." Mo Qingyi spoke in a low voice and closed his eyes obediently.

Maybe she was too sleepy, this time, she fell asleep quickly.

Listening to the even breathing sound in his ears, Duanmuzhe raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his arms around her waist didn't even dare to pull out the numbness, for fear of waking her up.

At this time, the sky had turned white.

**

The morning sunshine evenly poured in from the window, placing a layer of golden light into the house, and the breeze blew the swaying curtains.

Chu Jin opened her eyes and glanced at the alarm clock at the bedside. It was 7:30 in the morning. She rubbed her eyes. This was strange. Since she became pregnant, she rarely woke up so early. What's more, she had had a fight with Mo Zhixuan for so long last night, but now she is not sleepy at all.

Thinking that she hadn't gone out for a morning jog for a long time, Chu Jin wanted to sit up from the bed, but her hands confined to her waist restricted her movements.

"Sleep for a while." Mo Zhixuan spoke in a low voice, not even opening his eyes, and his voice was a little mute.

"You go to bed, I'm going downstairs to run in the morning." Chu Jin took his hand away. This man was really capable. He clearly tied his hand last night, but he didn't know how he untied it.

Chu Jin took out a white sportswear from the closet and walked towards the bathroom.

When she finished washing up, Mo Zhixuan also sat up from the bed and looked at her for a moment.

Um.

His wife is so beautiful, the more you look, the better you look.

As soon as Chu Jin touched the door handle, her stomach churned. She quickly covered her mouth, ran to the bathroom, lay on the sink, vomited in a dark place, her face was pale, and she felt so uncomfortable.

Mo Zhixuan's expression changed, he quickly lifted the quilt, followed into the bathroom, held her shoulder, and gently patted her back, "How is it? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to take some medicine?"

Chu Jin lay on the sink and vomited, and had no time to answer Mo Zhixuan's words. He finally felt a little more comfortable in his stomach. Just as he was about to speak, a sensation of nausea appeared deep in his throat.

Chu Jin was so powerful, but he was exhausted by the two little guys in his stomach. Mo Zhixuan was standing behind her. Seeing her like this, he felt very uncomfortable. He pulled her arm and said, "No more, no more, no more, we will no more!"

If he had known that having a baby would have caused Chu Jin to suffer like this and that he would have beaten him to death, he would not have made Chu Jin pregnant.

Chu Jin took a sip of water and rinsed his mouth, stared at Mo Zhixuan, and said in a shallow tone, "What stupid words are you saying? Morning sickness is a process that every mother has to go through. How can she say such words just because of this little thing?"

"I'm serious." Mo Zhixuan looked at Chu Jin with a serious expression, with a very firm expression.

"If my mother and your mother hear you, they will definitely beat you to death." Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's nothing to have morning sickness, it's a normal reaction. I don't feel anything. You're too nervous, go and go downstairs to have a meal." Chu Jin took Mo Zhixuan's hand and walked downstairs.

Mo Zhixuan stood there without moving. Although he was very happy that two little lives had ushered in his life, he would rather not have these two naughty guys when he saw Chu Jin being tortured like this!

"Okay," Chu Jin pinched Mo Zhixuan's hand and continued, "If you do this, they will not call you dad in the future!"

Mo Zhixuan didn't say anything, standing there, his thoughts were deep in his eyes. He was a very serious and serious person. He didn't say anything easily. Once he said something, he would realize those things.

Mo Zhixuan now dislikes those two naughty guys very much!

"Mo Zhixuan, I'm really fine, and I like children very much and I also want to have our children very much. I'm really fine. Actually, this is a very happy thing." Chu Jin stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss Mo Zhixuan's mouth, then took his hand and placed it on his lower abdomen, "This is our child."

At this time, if you are not strong enough, you can only be soft.

Chu Jin knew Mo Zhixuan's nature, and he was the kind of person who was soft but not hard.

Sure enough, seeing Chu Jin take the initiative to show his goodwill, Mo Zhixuan's expression relaxed a little, pointed to the corner of his left mouth and said, "This."

Chu Jin understood and immediately stood on tiptoe, leaving a light kiss.

Seeing that Chu Jin was really fine, Mo Zhixuan felt relieved, held her waist, half-squatted down, looked at her belly, and threatened, "Two brats, after seeing how your father taught you a lesson!"

"Didn't you say you were a daughter before? Why have you become a stinky brat now?" Chu Jin chuckled.

What a fickle man.

It is said that a woman’s heart is under the sea, and this sentence should be used to describe a man.

"My daughter is not so naughty! They must be two naughty brats!" Although Mo Zhixuan said these words, there was no sign of disgust in his eyes.

No matter how disgusted you, A Jin and his children are the crystallization of their love, so how could he not love them?

"Remember to be good," Mo Zhixuan gently patted Chu Jin's belly and warned, "If you dare to be naughty, be careful I will beat you up."

I don’t know if Mo Zhixuan’s threat had worked, but after this sentence, Chu Jin’s morning sickness reaction became much smaller.

"Okay, go downstairs to have breakfast." Chu Jin pulled him out.

The breakfast was very rich, all made according to the capricious taste of pregnant women.

Light crystal shrimp dumplings, pickled rice, soy milk fried dough sticks, buns and steamed buns, cold side dishes, etc.

Chu Jin ate this meal very comfortably. Mo Zhixuan felt relieved when she saw that she was having fun.

After dinner, Mrs. Mo took out a piece of red paper and said to Chu Jin, "A Jin, have you ever thought about the names of the children? If you have any words you like, just write them on it. I will take them to the master to calculate today."

"Mom, are you going to ask the master to count?" Mo Zhixuan looked at Mrs. Mo.

"Yes." Mrs. Mo nodded. Naming a name is a major event that concerns her life, so of course she has to find a master to calculate it carefully.

Mo Zhixuan smiled and said, "The ready-made Master Chu is sitting in front of you, why should you look far and far away?" Chu Jin is good at Western tarot cards and divination techniques, and it should be okay to use them to name them, right?

Mrs. Mo then reacted and looked at Chu Jin with a smile, "Yes, A Jin, look at why mom forgot about this matter. You are Master Chu. Otherwise, you should take the name of this child."

Chu Jin waved his hand quickly, "Mom, come on, there is still a difference between Western metaphysics and Eastern metaphysics." Chu Jin is really not good at naming, she is just a naming despot.

"As soon as possible." Mrs. Mo took back the red paper, "Then I'm discussing with Xiao Yan to see if there is anything to pay attention to in your family." Mrs. Mo already knows about leaving a child with the surname Chu Jin.

Both of them are mothers, Mrs. Mo still understands Zhao Yan more, so she agrees with Zhao Yan's statement.

"Okay." Chu Jin nodded.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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