Lu Chenxu, who came out a step after her, happened to be behind her. Seeing that she seemed a little unsteady, he quickly hugged her waist.
"Honey, what's wrong? Does the wound hurt again?" He looked worried, and the hand holding Mo Xiaodie was trembling slightly.
Mo Xiaodie glanced at him blankly and quickly put her phone into her pocket.
"No, I just felt a little dizzy suddenly. Husband, you go downstairs to stay with the children. I'll go back to the room and rest for a few minutes."
After saying that, she pushed Lu Chenxu away and turned around to go back to the room.
Lu Chenxu felt keenly that her mood seemed a little bad, so he hugged her again: "Honey, you look very bad."
Mo Xiaodie raised her head and glanced at him, but there was a hint of strangeness and alienation in her eyes. She moved her lips, and then looked at Mother Lu and several children who were messing around happily downstairs.
The words that came to my lips were not spoken in the end.
"I'm a little tired."
This time, she did not push him away, but let him hug her and return to the master bedroom.
After closing the door, Lu Chenxu directly trapped her in his arms.
"Honey, you are hiding something from me." He stared into Mo Xiaodie's eyes.
His wife, the person he loves and cares about the most, if he can't see it, then his husband, Lu Chenxu, is too unqualified.
Mo Xiaodie raised her head and gave a painful smile: "What about you! Husband, are you hiding something from me?"
The pain on her face touched Lu Chenxu's heart, and he hugged her: "Honey, what's wrong with you?"
Mo Xiaodie pushed him away hard, and tears of disappointment flowed out: "Lu Chenxu, did you marry me because you really love me? Or just for these children?"
She suddenly said such words, making Lu Chenxu a little confused and a little angry.
"Wife, what are you talking about! I, Lu Chenxu, are the only woman in my life, and I only love you. When I fell in love with you, I didn't even know about the nine babies. Have you forgotten?"
Mo Xiaodie walked to the bed, turned her back to him, and said in a struggling and painful voice: "What about Mei Ruoqiu, have you really never loved her?"
Lu Chenxu walked over, pulled her body over, and asked her to look at him. However, his voice was a little angry: "Why do you need to mention her? Didn't I tell you what happened back then?"
The woman he, Lu Chenxu, loved, protected, and held with all his heart and soul, actually doubted his love for her. This made Lu Chenxu very difficult to accept, and he was greatly hurt in his heart.
Therefore, he was angry, really angry.
Mo Xiaodie sneered and stared at him fearlessly: "You don't have to be angry. I have always known myself. I, Mo Xiaodie, am not beautiful, gentle, or understanding. I can do nothing except give birth to children. I
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Before she could finish her self-deprecating words, Lu Chenxu lowered his head and blocked her mouth.
"Well-" She wanted to push him away.
However, Lu Chenxu held her tightly and did not allow her to retreat. His kiss was forceful and overbearing, as if he wanted to eat her alive.
Mo Xiaodie thought of the picture on her phone just now, and bit his tongue with a cruel heart.
Lu Chenxu suddenly felt a pain, and the smell of blood filled his mouth, and then he let go of Mo Xiaodie.
"Lu Chenxu, you bastard." Mo Xiaodie took out her cell phone and threw it on him.
"Don't hug me with the hands you've held other women, or kiss me with the lips you've kissed other women." She yelled in a panic.
Lu Chenxu reached out and narrowly caught the phone she threw over. He opened the screen and took a look at it suspiciously. His expression suddenly changed.
