Zhou Mo's happy and happy imagination was destroyed by these two sudden guys. He narrowed his eyes and looked at each other lightly.
"Professor Zhou, An Yi and you have nothing to do with each other. If she does have a baby, it's our own business. You just donate a sperm, so you can't take full responsibility." Xia Lihuan said Under the harsh words.
At that time, she accompanied An Yi to the hospital for a check-up. A Xiang said that it was impossible to be pregnant was the only answer, but whether there was or not, there were some things that Professor Zhou had to figure out.
Mu Shao and President Xia are very good at acting, but they just love to act.
"Mr. Xia, I'm really not pregnant..." Song Anyi was dumbfounded.
The current situation is a little out of control. Whether there is a pregnancy or not is personally assessed by Dr. Xiang, and it is absolutely impossible to make mistakes.
Zhou Mo's gaze rested on An Yi's shoulder along with Mu Yue's palm. The longer the time passed, the colder his face became. If his eyes were a knife, then God Mu would have been pierced with holes. .
He didn't speak, opened the passenger's door, and only the powerful Mu Shao could compete with this strong welding posture.
"We will take my junior sister to the hospital, don't bother Professor Zhou anymore." Mu Yue said coolly.
Zhou Mo raised the corners of his lips, his eyes dangerous. "Why?"
Mu Yue said slowly, "I am An Yi's closest senior."
Zhou Mo sneered and walked forward, who would have thought that Zhou Mo, who looked at the world with cold eyes, would be so terrifying. His eyes were like that of an arrogant beast. If he really called out a team of terracotta warriors at this time, God Mu Da would not be surprised at all.
Zhou Mo's voice seemed to come from the abyss, and his black eyes were cold. "You're just An Yi's senior, and I'm not 'just'."
The cool Professor Zhou said harshly and stretched out his hand to pull his woman into his arms. The aura was so shocking that Song Anyi didn't have time to react, and was gently put into the passenger seat by Zhou Mo. The door was closed at the same time, blocking the way. The "eventful" concern of the close seniors.
Mu Yue touched his chin. "In the era when people's wisdom was not open, Professor Zhou's behavior was that the king of the cottage robbed his relatives."
Mu Yue's remarks surprised Zhou Mo, and the corners of his mouth twitched. "I'll try to be civilized."
After he finished speaking, he got into the car, and the Maserati drove away like thunder and lightning.
Xia Lihuan sighed as she looked at the passing car shadow - "Alas, the women's college is not to be left behind!"
Mu Yue smiled and put his arms around President Xia's shoulders. "When An Yi gets married, President Xia and Mama Song will wipe each other's tears!"
The two of them would never doubt where An Yi's final destination was. The careful Professor Zhou had set An Yi's life early, which was absolutely inevitable. Think about it, when they first met, that is, when Professor Zhou insisted that An Yi should serve at the house, this indifferent man had already fallen in love with An Yi
Xia Li was reluctant. "My poor An Yi... I can't find such a good woman with a lantern... "
"Yes, yes, An Yi is very good, you are very reluctant, don't worry, if that block of ice is really bad for us An Yi, whether it is Qin Shi Huang or the Terracotta Warriors, as a senior, I will work hard with him!"
Mr. Xia sighed with emotion, Mu Shao was happy, and one vote, including the gossip sisters, went upstairs happily~~
Different from other outpatient clinics in the hospital, the obstetrics and gynecology department is always full of expectations and happiness.
All the mothers-to-be, with peaceful smiles on their faces, waited for the results of the examination accompanied by their families.
There is no long-awaited impatience here, only the warmth of waiting for a new life to come, so when the mother-to-be beside her chatted with her, Song Anyi was not at all surprised—
"How many months?"
Before she could react, the "daddy-to-be" beside her had already spoken. "Just about to confirm."
Ah? ! When did this great Arctic iceberg become so enthusiastic? !
He held her hand, and his whole body exuded a fatherly light... He was crazy, but Song Anyi couldn't let go of his clenched big hand!
The mother-to-be we talked to was about forty years old, and her belly should be seven or eight months old. "Really? You are so young, and you have a good chance of getting pregnant. It's great to be young. I think back then, my husband and I had been using contraception in order to work hard. When we wanted to give birth, we tried all kinds of methods but couldn't conceive. It's not easy. I finally got pregnant, only to find out that it is really hard to have a big belly when you are older, you are so good, congratulations."
Before Song Anyi answered, the "daddy-to-be" beside her spoke again. "Thank you, and I also wish the two bright pearls to be in the palm of their hands and to win Lin'er!"
Whether it is male or female, the knowledgeable Professor Zhou covers everything.
At this moment, the expectant mother who was chatting with them just came to see the doctor. She got up with the support of her husband. The couple nodded their goodbyes to them and walked into the clinic.
Song Anyi turned her head to measure the man beside her.
Could this enthusiastic and generous man be an alien creature in Zhou Mo's skin
"Are you Zhou Mo?"
"Of course."
She sighed and shook her hands. "Let go."
"Don't let it go."
She looked up. "In the end what you want?"
Zhou Mo was in a good mood - it was really good, all the lonely internal organs were nourished abundantly. "Can I kiss you if I want?"
Song Anyi's eyes widened, her pale face suddenly flushed with blood. "you you you-"
"I'm rascal."
She was so angry that she didn't know how to curse. "Yes, you rascal!"
"I'm a rogue." The man took her hand and kissed her delicate joints. "But it feels good to be a rogue."
Song Anyi trembled in her heart, lowered her head, and her nose was sore. "You're… pointless."
It's not that she didn't feel it. Zhou Mo was so obvious. She knew that he must have some ideas about her, but the pressure from the Zhou family and the so-called "right match" conditions were not something she could handle.
The man brought up a gentle smile, reached out and raised her delicate chin, and placed a kiss on her taut lips.
"Who says it doesn't make sense? I like you, I love you, these kisses or whatever, it makes sense."
Song Anyi raised her head, dumbfounded. Did he just confess? Likes and loves that are difficult for even ordinary men to express, can they be so smoothly expressed by this ancient tomb sect man? ! Still kissing her in public? !