He Pingxuan felt that he really couldn't listen anymore. He stared at Ye Qiqi and said speechlessly: "You girl, do you think pregnancy will be easy? I tell you..."
"Qiqi." Mo Hanqing suddenly interrupted He Pingxuan's words.
"Huh?" Ye Qiqi raised his head and looked at Mo Hanqing.
"Then let's have forty children." A mysterious smile appeared on Mo Hanqing's lips, and he nodded towards her and said, "I will do my best for my husband."
"Well, okay!" Ye Qiqi smiled and nodded vigorously.
"You...!!" He Pingxuan looked at the innocent Ye Qiqi with a speechless expression, and swallowed the words when they reached his lips.
Forget it, forget it, if she wants to give birth to forty children, just give birth to forty children!
When she really gets pregnant and gives birth to a baby, I'm afraid that after giving birth to one, she will never want to have a second one again!
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Ye Qiqi's body has been changing day by day since she came to Kuishui.
Her originally thin body slowly began to grow taller, her arms and legs no longer looked as slender as a child's, and her originally flat chest began to gradually become more curved, and her originally round baby face , and slowly began to grow a delicate pointed chin.
After about half a month, Ye Qiqi finally looked like a thirteen-year-old girl.
She had grown a lot taller, and her original clothes suddenly became shorter.
The new clothes that Mo Hanqing and Bai Xinglan prepared for her would become too small every few days, and new ones would have to be prepared.
So when Mo Hanqing took the newly bought clothes and pushed open the door of Ye Qiqi's room, a slim woman slowly turned around inside the room.
On the woman's face, her eyebrows were as dark as dark blue, and her eyes were looking at him with sparkling water. Her nose bridge was straight, and her red lips were like freshly ripened cherries, glowing with an alluring luster. She was like ink. Her long hair was spread behind her, and her black hair made her skin look better than snow.
Mo Hanqing looked at Ye Qiqi sitting in front of the dressing table, and was stunned for a moment.
"Young Master??" Ye Qiqi couldn't help but call him when she saw that Mo Hanqing just stood at the door and did not come in after he opened the door.
When his familiar voice sounded in the room, Mo Hanqing finally came back to her senses.
"Yes." He responded lightly, then took the newly bought clothes in his hand and slowly walked towards Ye Qiqi step by step.
"Have you bought the clothes??" Ye Qiqi looked at the clothes in Mo Hanqing's hands, stood up happily, and went over to greet them.
"I bought it." Mo Hanqing nodded, put his arms around her slender waist, lowered his head and kissed her gently on the pink cheek.
"Give it to me quickly." Ye Qiqi blinked and reached out to take the clothes in his hand.
However, Mo Hanqing's hand holding the clothes was slightly raised, avoiding her movement.
"What??" Ye Qiqi looked up at him, eyes full of doubts.
Mo Hanqing stared at her deeply, with a slight curve at the corner of his lips, and said in a low voice: "Let me change it for you."
"Huh??" Ye Qiqi was stunned. Before he could realize what was going on, Mo Hanqing had already put all the clothes in his hands on the dressing table.
Then his long, slender hands stretched towards the belt around Ye Qiqi's waist.