Chapter 389 Doesn't it look more and more handsome?
In the blink of an eye, Huanhuan was six months pregnant. Looking at her belly that had grown bigger, Yiwen had basically confirmed his suspicion. Although the little guy in the belly had no fetal heartbeat, it was developing normally. Below
All I have to do is wait for his birth with peace of mind.
Huanhuan was sitting on the balcony, flipping through the magazine boredly. When she saw an interview about Mo Sheng in it, she couldn't help but be attracted to it.
Mojia approached with the fruit and put it on the table. Seeing that she was looking attentively, he glanced over and said casually, "You have always cared about him."
Huanhuan put down the magazine, narrowed her bright eyes, looked at him with a faint smile and said, "I don't know who cares more. I heard that he was in a coma, so I flew back for more than ten hours to see him. I heard that he was in a coma.
The company encountered a problem and quietly asked Yun Xiao to solve it. You are obviously more concerned about it than me, but you refuse to admit it."
Mojia lowered his eyes, sat opposite her, picked up a small piece of apple with a fork and handed it over, "He is no longer a child and does not need help like charity from others."
Huanhuan also understood Mo Sheng's temperament, so she understood the deep meaning of Mo Jia's actions. She bit off the fruit and asked while eating, "Where is Youyou?"
"Class." Mojia naturally lifted one of her legs and put it on the chair. He massaged her gently. Pregnant women, due to increased abdominal pressure, sometimes affect the venous return of the lower limbs, causing damage to the legs.
She was swollen. Therefore, Mojia would give her a massage every day.
"Class again? Whose class are you in now?"
"Zhong Kun, Paranormal Phenomena and Research."
Huan Huan laughed out loud. Brother Kun had been "plotting" for this for a long time.
In the past two months, Su Xiaoyou has become the busiest in the whole castle. From Yun Xiao's cultural class, to A Yin's boxing class, to the medical class jointly taught by Sang Yu and Yi Wen, every day from early morning to
The evening was fully booked. Regarding Su Xiaoyou's study problem, Huanhuan originally wanted to ask a tutor, but everyone rejected it. Instead of letting people outside to poison her, it would be better for them to take action!
Don’t be afraid of miscellaneous knowledge, be afraid of less knowledge!
Huanhuan thought they were joking, but surprisingly, Mojia agreed without even thinking. Because he knew better than anyone else that any of the people under him were much better than those so-called professional teachers. They were willing to
Of course he is willing to spend time teaching his daughter himself.
It was a warm afternoon and the atmosphere was just right.
Huan Huan looked at the man opposite him with a smile. The sunlight spread out a soft white halo behind him. His perfect and picturesque face was so close at hand, with thick eyebrows, deep eyes, straight nose, and sexy lips.
He no longer tempted her gaze. He raised his head and met her unconcealed gaze. The lines on his face were much softer, his lips were slowly raised, and he suddenly said, "Doesn't he look more handsome the more he looks at him?"
"Pfft~" Huanhuan laughed at his amusement, and her cheeks were immediately dyed a nice light pink. Recently, he often said surprising things, which always made her laugh.
Seeing Huan Huan laughing so hard, the smile on Mo Jia's lips also grew.
Huanhuan smiled, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, her face began to look ugly, she covered her stomach with her hands, and her brows suddenly wrinkled, "Mojia..."
Mojia's expression became serious, and he immediately stood up, came to her side, and asked in a tight voice, "What's wrong? What's wrong with you?"
Huanhuan lowered her head, a layer of sweat quickly formed on her forehead, "I... my stomach hurts..."
Mojia's eyes tightened, and without saying a word, he picked her up and rushed out of the room, shouting, "Ivan! Ivan!"
Huanhuan was in his arms, her eyes closed tightly, sweat dripping down her face, and her facial features were distorted in pain.
Hearing the sound here, Mu Chuan immediately rushed over. Seeing this posture, he quickly ran out to find someone, "Ivan! Ivan!"
Mojia carried Huanhuan into Yiwen's medical room. Looking at her pale face, he touched her face with distress and nervousness, and coaxed her softly, "Be patient, and you'll be fine in a while."
Huanhuan opened her eyes and smiled reluctantly, "I seem to be... about to give birth..."
It was not her first time to give birth to a child, and she was very familiar with the pain of labor. However, no one expected that the little one who was still peacefully in her belly would actually run out in such a hurry.
When Mo Jia heard this, he was stunned for three seconds, "So fast?"
Huanhuan glanced at her belly helplessly, "This kid doesn't seem to want to stay any longer."
Mojia was obviously a little panicked. He stayed beside her, not knowing what to do. All he could think about was that she was going to give birth, she was going to give birth...
Seeing such a panicked look on his iceberg face that had not changed for thousands of years, Huanhuan burst into laughter. She endured the pain and held his hands down soothingly, "It's okay.
, Don’t worry, Mo Xiaohen is our lost treasure, I won’t let anything happen to him.”
Mo Jia was so nervous that her heart was raised, and her brain was slow to react. He didn't have time to analyze the meaning of what she just said. He just held her hand tightly and said, "Listen carefully, I don't care."
That kid, I just want you to be okay!"
"Be careful if your son hears it~" Huanhuan said scolding, but her heart was sweet.
This god-like man who never shows any timidity in front of others, the worry in his eyes at this moment is so helpless and pitiful that he is thinking of her. How could she not love him?
At this moment, Yi Wen, Sang Yu, Sister Zhong and others all ran in. After checking, Yi Wen frowned and said, "Sister-in-law is about to give birth!"
Sister Zhong exclaimed, "So fast? It's only...only six months!"
Yi Wen said decisively, "Boss, you go out first. I have to prepare to deliver the baby to my sister-in-law. Sang Yu stays to help me!"
Sang Yu nodded. Although she lost her magical powers, she still understood basic medical science very well and was more than enough to be Yi Wen's assistant.
Mo Jia held Huanhuan's hands tightly, and a pair of black eyes suddenly showed a few traces of craziness, "You will be fine, right?"
Huanhuan gritted her teeth, smiled and nodded to him, "Yeah."
Sister Zhong stepped forward and said, "Young Master, let's go out first."
Mo Jia's eyes deepened, and he lowered his head and kissed Huan Huan's lips, then said in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'll wait for you outside."
"Um,"
Mojia stood up and glanced at Yiwen. Even though he didn't need to say anything, the content contained in that glance was enough for Yiwen to understand.
He nodded slightly.
He understood what the boss meant. After all, this fetus was unusual. If an accident happened, he must be protected first...