Fresh Wife in Your Arms: Mo Shao, Be Gentle

Chapter 687: What is fair and unfair

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Sooner or later, he was about to leave the imperial capital, and Mo Xichun kept dragging it on, after all, he dragged it until Ruan Xingshen's full moon, and then reluctantly followed Ruan Zhengling to leave the imperial capital and return to Jiangcheng.

Cried all the way.

Ruan Zhengling hugged her all the way, quietly comforting.

In fact, the pain in his heart is no less than hers.

Moreover, if the child was born in the imperial capital, he had to explain to the Ruan family and the Mo family.

On the plane, Mo Xichun fell asleep because of fatigue, Ruan Zhengling hugged her and looked ahead.

Mo Beiyan sat next door to him, and when he saw Mo Xichun asleep, he said, "At the Xing's research center, don't worry too much."

Men don’t talk much, at most they pat on the shoulder.

Ruan Zhengling understood his comfort, nodded solemnly, and said, "It is more important for Xi Chun to take care of her body early."

In this regard, Mo Beiyan did not object, and did not say much.

Ruan Zhengling has recovered, there is no virus in his body, he can resume his past life and start his married life. Mo Beiyan looked relaxed and said: "Do you need time for your honeymoon?"

"Honeymoon?" Ruan Zhengling raised his eyebrows: "Xi Chun and I have been absent from work for a long time. Are you still so kind?"

Mo Beiyan glanced at him indifferently and said, "There is a new project in Haicheng. If you want to go, hand it over to you. By the way, Xichun also transferred to Haicheng."

When they returned to Jiangcheng, they would have to face a lot of troubles for the children who had just given birth but did not bring them with them. It would be good for them to leave the trouble center of Jiangcheng.

Of course Ruan Zhengling was willing, but he looked down at the woman in his arms, and said, "When Xichun wakes up, ask her what she means. If she wants, I will agree."

Mo Beiyan stopped talking, and returned to silence.

So, a week after returning to Jiangcheng, Ruan Zhengling left Jiangcheng with Mo Xichun and officially settled in Haicheng.

At the beginning of leaving the baby, Mo Xichun had to video with the nanny every day to see the baby.

At the beginning, I was in a bad mood and life was very sad.

Men are much more sensible than women. Although they are also reluctant to bear it, because of the heavier burden on their shoulders, Ruan Zhengling puts all the unwillingness in his heart, and comforting Mo Xichun to take care of Mo Xichun has become his top priority.

Haicheng has a pleasant climate and is close to the sea. Ruan Zhengling often takes Mo Xichun around to relax. As time goes by, Mo Xichun slowly walked out of the pain of losing a child.

Under Ruan Zhengling's meticulous care, Mo Xichun's body recovered very well, and he lived a very warm life in the two-person world.

Three months after giving birth.

On this day, when Ruan Zhengling came back from get off work, Mo Xichun was already at home.

Seeing her washing vegetables in the kitchen, Ruan Zhengling was surprised: "Are you hungry?"

"No." Mo Xichun turned around, smiled at him, and said: "I read the recipe and thought it was quite simple. I want to try it myself."

Ruan Zhengling shook his head: "What kind of kitchen do you, a daughter, leave me alone."

"You have been busy lately. I am relatively leisurely. You are not alone in this home. I can help with some calculations." Mo Xichun continued to lower his head and wash the vegetables.

Ruan Zhengling felt heartwarmed by her words and walked over to hug her from behind.

Didn’t use too much force, but resolutely took her hands out of the sink, and used a hand towel to dry her hands little by little, and smiled gently: “No matter how busy you are at work, cook for your wife. It is also justified. I like the feeling of cooking for you. Don't deprive me of my fun."

With that, she took off her apron again. He himself took off his suit jacket and stuffed it into her arms, leaned over and kissed her on the face, and said, "Wife, help me iron my clothes."

Mo Xichun: "..."

Mo Xichun had long understood how well Ruan Zhengling could speak.

Obviously he has been working hard to take care of her clothing, food, shelter, and transportation, but he can make him speak out, and without giving her any psychological pressure, he took the job back as a matter of course.

Holding his suit, she smiled, but instead of insisting on cooking, she walked to the room.

In fact, his suits are all sent to be washed. Where can she iron them

To put it bluntly, he just found an excuse to dismiss himself.

He has lived in Haicheng for nearly two months, and he has been very peaceful. Although the two share the same bed every day, he never touched her. He said that the two did not start well, so he had to give her time to adjust.

in fact…

Mo Xichun shook his head helplessly.

She hated him at the beginning, but after knowing that he was not out of self-consciousness, she didn't complain about him anymore. What time was needed to adapt.

That is to say, this feeling is very good, like living together in love, so she thinks it is quite good.

After tidying up the room, Ruan Zhengling's call came from the restaurant soon: "Xi Chun, come out for dinner."

Ruan Zhengling cooks good dishes, and Mo Xichun likes his craftsmanship very much and appreciates his face. Every meal is delicious.

"Come on, drink some soup first." As soon as she came out to wash her hands and sit down, Ruan Zhengling passed the soup.

The two were eating silently, and Ruan Zhengling suddenly said, "I'm going to the Imperial Capital next week for a business trip. Would you like to go together?"

Mo Xichun was taken aback.

Going to the Imperial Capital for a business trip to ask her to go to see the children, right

Her expression was a little sad, but how could she be willing to give up this opportunity

"Okay." She nodded.

Seeing her depression suddenly fell, Ruan Zhengling sighed in his heart, but his face was calm, and said: "By the way, didn't you go to the hospital to check your body this afternoon? How's the situation?"

After the postpartum recovery, she made an appointment for a gynecological examination. Ruan Zhengling was busy with that new project recently, so she couldn't spare time to accompany her.

Mo Xichun turned his attention away and replied: "The doctor said that my body is recovering very well, especially the uterine wall... he said that if I'm lucky, there is still hope for pregnancy."

Ruan Zhengling was taken aback.

Hope to get pregnant

"Did you specifically ask this?" Ruan Zhengling's mind moved slightly, and certain expectations came out of his heart, out of control.

Mo Xichun nodded and said, "It's a shame that our first child can't be raised by my side. If I can't have a baby in this life, how unfair to you?"

He was a good person, but lost the right to be a father.

Although he has a son, Ruan Xingshen can’t be raised by his side is no different from not having him. What's more, it’s a pity for both of them to be uncertain whether the child can recover.

Ruan Zhengling smiled and said, "What is fair and unfair."

She would be great if she was willing to be with him!

However, today's words gave him a kind of hope.

perhaps…

After dinner, they each occupied a corner in the study, and the husband and wife were busy with work for a while.

Ruan Zhengling is very busy. He is immersed in work and keeps phone calls even when working overtime at night.

Mo Xichun even suspected that he actually put down his work just to go home to cook for himself, otherwise he should stay in the company and fight with other people.

Mo Xichun felt a kind of sweetness when he thought of how he treated himself well these days.

She smiled, did not disturb Ruan Zhengling, cleaned up her desk, got up and went back to the room to take a shower.

When Ruan Zhengling returned to the room, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Seeing him coming in, she raised her head and said, "I found your pajamas. Go take a bath."

"Yeah." Ruan Zhengling smiled.

This bath is quick and fast, but slow... because he feels that time flies slowly.

The heart is like a drum.