"It's the most serious thing if you don't do it on purpose. Gong Shaoming must think you disgust him to death!"
Gu Qianqian looked at An Moran angrily. Seeing that An Moran's face was pale, she quickly calmed down and sat back on the sofa slowly.
"Ranran, I didn't mean that..."
"Qianqian, I won't disgust Shaoming..."
The two sisters spoke at the same time, and then fell into silence at the same time.
An Moran frowned, "I just felt sick because of the smell of blood, not because of him..."
An Moran said and lowered his eyes.
"Forget it, I believe Gong Shaoming loves you so much and will definitely figure it out. Today is the big day to officially return to the Mo family as the eldest lady of the Mo family. Don't think about these unhappy things. You haven't told me yet. How have you been spending the past half month since you returned to Mojia Manor?"
Gu Qianqian knew what An Moran was thinking. They were so entangled and couldn't figure out the outcome. She curled her lips and changed the topic.
The mood that was messed up by Gong Shaoming just now was instantly taken in another direction.
Neither of them noticed the cunning light that Gu Yuanbao's big eyes, as bright as stars, flashed when they heard An Moran say that she felt sick and wanted to vomit.
His eyes were fixed on An Moran's belly, and he wanted to say something, but his little mouth moved but he remained silent.
"...That's it. If it weren't for the fact that I knew he had taken care of you mother and son before and was extremely considerate in dealing with people, I would have thought he was the mother rather than the brother."
With a gentle smile on An Moran's face, his life in Mojia Manor for more than half a month felt like a dream.
Mo Ran's considerate care made it impossible for her to express her resentment now.
No matter what problems he had with his attitude towards Gong Shaoming, his starting point was for her own good.
Others may not be able to feel it, but An Moran believes that Gu Qianqian will understand. Mo Ran seems to feel very guilty for not knowing the existence of millet grains for more than 20 years.
All he wanted to do was make up for the guilt he felt towards his sister. He was afraid that she would be hurt again under his nose, so he took precautions against all dangers around her.
Even the emotions are trying to be controlled.
"Senior Mo has always been like this. Regardless of whether we are relatives or not, he treats me like a biological sister. You don't know, he changed the baby's diapers when he was a child..."
"Shhh - don't tell me about this, Qi Mingye will strangle me to death!"
As soon as Gu Qianqian finished speaking, she smelled a dangerous aura and quickly kept silent.
Qi Mingye is very jealous. You know that most of his son's diapers when he was a baby were changed by Mo Ran, so he probably should start thinking again.
Even the wet nurse who took care of Gu Yuanbao was not as careful as Mo Ran when taking care of the baby...
When Gu Qianqian thought about it, she really felt that Mo Ran didn't look like his senior, but rather like her brother, a good brother who was considerate, gentle and protective of his sister.
"I really envy you. You have found a family and have such a good brother. If the senior was my brother, I would wake up laughing in my dreams. Now even my male idol is yours. Be content, my Hao Ranran!"
Gu Qianqian pretended to give An Moran a bear hug, which frightened An Moran so much that he raised his hands in surrender.
He couldn't help but reached out and pinched her cheek and threatened, "When did my brother become your male god? Do you want me to tell Qi Mingye and let him learn..."
"No!" Gu Qianqian didn't respond when An Moran pinched her cheek. When she heard her words, she was so frightened that she almost flew out of her wits.
