But she didn't say anything anymore, closed her eyes and calmed down, as if the words she just said were not hers at all.
Qi Ruigang wanted to say something else, but he didn't.
No matter how much you talk, it's useless; it's better to take action.
…
One night passed, and early the next morning, Moran woke up and saw she was alone on the bed.
Qi Ruigang always got up early, and Moran wished he could not see him every time he woke up.
After going to the bathroom to wash up, Moran returned to the bedroom to change clothes.
Taking off her pajamas, her eyes fell on her belly.
I don't know if it was her psychological effect, but she felt her belly was a little bigger.
There was no fat on her lower abdomen before, but now it is. Molan squeezed it and felt a little complicated in her heart.
She felt very strange at the thought of a little life in her belly.
It would be better if this child was born in a normal family.
But she and Qi Ruigang were destined to divorce after all...
Thinking of this, Moran couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was pushed open and someone came in.
Moran was startled, looked up, and saw Qi Ruigang standing at the door.
Qi Ruigang was stunned, as if he didn't expect that when he opened the door, he would see Mo Lan wearing only underwear.
Moran was also stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, turned around, and hurriedly got dressed.
She was probably so flustered that she wore the skirt backwards.
Moran reluctantly took it off again, but this time he felt much calmer.
She had just put her skirt over her head when a pair of arms stretched out from behind and hugged her body tightly.
And those big hands directly covered the softness of her chest and squeezed it gently.
"You..." Moran's face became even redder, "Go away, don't disturb me!"
Qi Ruigang let her go and helped her put on her skirt with a smile.
The zipper of the skirt was at the back. Mo Lan tried to unzip the zipper with his backhand, but Qi Ruigang pulled her hand away: "I'll do it."
Before Moran could say anything, she felt hot breath spraying shallowly on her back.
Her body trembled and she turned around in fear.
"Don't move." Qi Ruigang turned her body around again, bent down, bit the zipper with his teeth, and slowly pulled it up for her.
Mo Lan was not used to Qi Ruigang's ambiguous movements. As soon as he pulled her hair up, she strode to the dressing table to fix her hair.
Qi Ruigang stood behind her, staring at her in the mirror with burning eyes.
What the hell happened to this guy?!
Moran continued to comb his hair, got up and walked outside.
Qi Ruigang followed behind her, unhurriedly, like an elegant cheetah.
When Moran came downstairs, the maid smiled and said to her: "Madam, breakfast is ready. Go and have your meal quickly."
Moran nodded and walked to the dining room.
There are two identical breakfasts on the dining table.
It's cooked lean meat porridge and a basket of small steamed buns.
The steamed buns are steaming, they must have been freshly steamed.
After Moran became pregnant, although she didn't have any pregnancy symptoms, she was still a bit picky about food. She was not used to Western-style breakfast and liked to eat simple, tasteless food.
So steamed buns became her favorite.
Almost every morning, she eats steamed buns, which once made Qi Ruigang very unhappy. He said how could his child like to eat steamed buns? Steamed buns are too cheap, aren't they?
But Moran could only eat more when he was eating steamed buns, and there was nothing he could do.
Moran sat down, took a sip of the freshly boiled soy milk, then picked up a steamed bun with chopsticks and took a bite.