Seeing that he was actually quite serious, Wen Yi tilted her head and smiled, "Why didn't I know Mr. Mo that your psychological quality is so fragile? You came here when the plane crashed... What's the matter with such a small accident? Besides, do you think anyone can do it?" Like you, driving drunk on a snowy night at two in the morning?"
She thought that a person like him would never have any psychological shadow even if he came through a hail of bullets.
He looked at her and said calmly and quietly, "It doesn't matter to me, but you are different."
Wen Yi pursed her lips and finally looked away from him for a while, "It's your driver who drives. Whether you accompany me or not, he drives... You are not Jesus and God can still bless believers. Just lie down in the hospital. Okay. What?"
"I'll go back with you, so you don't have to run back and forth several times. My injuries are not serious, just a little scratch on my head. I haven't felt comfortable going home since I was lying in the hospital."
"No, the doctor said it's best for you to stay in the hospital for observation. If you don't want to stay so much, just stay for one less day and observe for two days."
Mo Shichen looked at her and said nothing, but he frowned slightly, his expression still unhappy.
"I'm going back. I'll come over after lunch and bring you lunch."
After saying that, regardless of whether he was happy or not, he picked up the bag on the side and was about to leave the ward, but as soon as he turned around, his wrist was grabbed by the man.
She was slightly stunned and turned to look at him, "What's wrong?"
He said, "Come here and give me a kiss."
“…”
"I just remembered that I haven't kissed you in almost a month."
For the past month, she was reluctant to talk to him, let alone talk about kissing him.
Wen Yi looked at him and raised the corners of her lips, "No."
"Then don't leave and let them do their work."
Wen Yi felt that if she hadn't been carrying a child in her belly, this man would have dragged her directly to the vagina.
"Mo Shichen."
The man squeezed her hand and smiled nonchalantly, "I have a lot of time anyway, so you can just waste my time with me if you want."
"...Why are you still such a scoundrel?"
In response to this, he smiled leisurely and said, "Didn't you already have the final say?"
Wen Yi stood still, and the man's hand showed no intention of letting go. Instead, he played with her fingers like a bored and perverted manipulator.
He was bored, but she wasn't that bored. After half a minute of stalemate, she still resigned herself to leaning towards him. She kissed the corner of the man's lips briefly and was about to get up when the back of her head was clasped.
Turning against the guest, a deep and long stroke.
After kissing Wen Yi until she almost couldn't breathe, and hitting the man's shoulder hard, he gave up and left her lips.
Wen Yi glared at him, but unfortunately it wasn't very powerful.
She held the edge of the bed and was about to stand up, but her hand was firmly grasped by the man. She twitched, but failed, and asked wordlessly, "What else do you want to do?"
His lips brushed against hers, and his breaths were tangled together. His low and hoarse voice had an indescribable sensation and ambiguity, "Kiss her for a while longer."
“…”
"Don't push yourself too far... ugh."
Before he finished speaking, he was kissed again.
After five or six minutes of fooling around, Wen Yi got up and went out.
… …
The driver was already waiting for her in front of the hospital. The snow had stopped and the road had been cleared, but the air was bitingly cold, like a thin blade scraping across her face.
By the time she got home, it was already past ten o'clock and almost eleven o'clock. After instructing Su's mother to prepare lunch in the kitchen, she went upstairs by herself.
Mo Shichen only needed to be hospitalized for a day or two and just pack two sets of clothes. She stood in the bedroom and thought about it. Because they were sleeping in separate rooms this month, he seemed to have all the men's favorite home pajamas. When she got to the guest room, she took a paper bag containing clothes and went to the next door.
I opened the door and was about to look for some clothes, but in vain I saw something that was completely incompatible with the overall decoration style... a large toy dog, beige in color, I couldn't tell what was special about the design, but it was indeed naive and cute.
She was stunned, couldn't help but walked towards it, looked down at the furry thing, still couldn't help it, reached out and touched it.
It feels better than expected, very soft and should be very comfortable to hold.
But...how could there be such a stuffed dog in Mo Shichen's temporary bedroom.
She was distracted for a while... Could it be that this man was not used to sleeping alone, so he bought a stuffed toy to replace her.
She thought about that scene for a while, and felt a little chilly.
However, the dog was placed in a chair and not lying on the bed. She picked it up and looked at it in her hand, and found that the label had not been removed.
Hmm... Could it be that I bought it to give to her
Is he a high school boy giving this kind of stuffed doll, and since she is a pregnant woman, it would be more appropriate to give her a bouquet of flowers... A thought passed through his mind very quickly, a pregnant woman...
Isn't he... prepared for an unborn child
That's what she thought, but she also felt that Mo Shichen was not someone who would do such a thing.
She pinched the soft fur and stood thoughtfully for a while before going to find clothes and pack daily necessities. Then she went to the study to get his notebook, packed them together and put them in the study. I plan to go down and have lunch first and then come back to get it.
As she walked out of the study to the stairs, her footsteps suddenly stopped in the corridor. After standing still for a few seconds, she went in the other direction.
When she opened the door, she was stunned—
Although she did have a guess or two, it was really only one or two, and even if she really guessed it, the visual effect in front of her still shocked her slightly.
This room was originally reserved as a baby's room, but it had been vacant for many years. In her mind, even if it wasn't gathering dust, it would still be empty.
Except for last night, she was on this floor every night, staying in the study or bedroom, and she didn't know when this room was decorated into a completely different world.
It has been arranged so that it can be "moved in" at any time.
And... Mr. Mo is looking forward to having a daughter. This style seems to be suitable for a girl.
It is not a pink world directly linked to girls, but a combination of light blue and fresh white. The walls are painted light blue, white curtains are floating in front of the small windows, and there is a curtain in the center of the floor. There is a large white carpet, a bed that has been laid down, a baby cradle, a bed, a small table, and different small plush toys placed in various places in the cradle, which also serve as decoration.
Cute and playful little accessories are dotted everywhere, which not only does not overwhelm the guest, but also makes this small world full of a little girl's atmosphere.
Before this, he had a gut feeling that Mo Shichen would not do such a tender thing, but when he was in it, she was unreasonably sure that this might even be arranged by him himself.