Mo Xiaohuan raised her eyes to look at him, her heart skipped a beat, and she pretended not to care and said, "Then you go, he doesn't know anyway."
Yu Beiming was so angry that he pulled her into his arms and trapped her, gnashing his teeth and staring at her: "Do you have to be so thorny every time you talk about this issue? Can't you tell me?"
"Tell you what?" Mo Xiaohuan looked at his angry expression in confusion.
"Tell me...this child is not his..." It was his Yu Beiming who was afraid to say that the child was not his, so he chose to say Yu Beixian
Mo Xiaohuan's face turned cold, she looked away and said, "I'll say it again, this child belongs to Yu Beixian, not you."
Yu Beiming's heart was hurt. He asked her so many times, but she refused to look him in the face and said, how could he believe it?
"No, you lied!" Yu Beiming said
"Why did I lie? This child was originally his!" Mo Xiaohuan said angrily, still not looking at him.
"Then look at me and say, tell me, this child is his!" Yu Beiming turned her face to him and said sternly, with a tone full of commands.
Mo Xiaohuan looked into his eyes and panicked for a moment. Her beautiful eyes shrank, and she pushed his hand away and said, "This child is his!" She was facing him, but her eyes were confused.
I lowered my head slightly and didn't look at him.
Yu Beiming noticed her little move. He stopped being impatient and already had an idea in his mind. So he sighed and said, "Okay, let's stop arguing. Let's eat something first. You must not have eaten anything in the morning." He took
Pick up the chopsticks and put some food into the bowl
Seeing that he didn't pursue it any further, Mo Xiaohuan breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense body relaxed.
Yu Beiming noticed all these, and could not escape his sharp eyes.
"You..." Mo Xiaohuan was about to speak, but Yu Beiming put the dish into her mouth.
"Did I hurt you last night?" Yu Beiming suddenly whispered in her ear.
Mo Xiaohuan's face turned red, she even stopped chewing vegetables, and stared at him with a malicious look on her face.
"You, you, you...eat!" Mo Xiaohuan pushed him hard, turned around and sat on the stool and ignored him, burying her head in turning the dishes in the bowl without ordering, choosing what suited her appetite.
Yu Beiming saw that she couldn't eat anymore and said, "If you don't want to eat, don't eat. I'll let Xiao Tao make soup later." Then he pulled her to stand up and walked outside Fuyao Palace.
"Where to go?" Mo Xiaohuan asked him
"Go get a cloak," Yu Beiming said coldly to Xiao Tao.
"Attic" Yu Beiming looked down at her and found that she was getting thinner. The other people who were pregnant with Liujia were all fat. It would be better for her to save food for him, tsk!
Quickly, Xiao Tao took out the cloak and handed it to Yu Beiming, then retreated and waited.
Yu Beiming put on the cloak for her, then hugged her and went to the attic.
The cold wind outside Fuyao Hall was a little stronger and colder than before. Mo Xiaohuan huddled in Yu Beiming's arms, and the cold wind blew her face cold.
"Is it cold?" Yu Beiming's voice came from above her head
"Yeah" Mo Xiaohuan responded softly. She felt a little like she didn't want to walk and was very tired.
Yu Beiming saw the tired look on her face and glanced at the attic which was a little far away, so he hugged her sideways.
"Ah!" Mo Xiaohuan exclaimed, holding his neck with both hands and staring at her: "What are you doing?"