Since her pregnancy, Mo Jingshen has changed from direct teasing her physically to teasing her verbally, and Ji Nuan has become accustomed to it.
Mo Jingshen could only lie down, and she would glare at him if he moved his arms.
Now that it was finally possible to walk and hug her, the man's arms around her waist gradually tightened, as if he planned to lock her in his arms and never let her go.
Both of them were wearing hospital clothes. Because Ji Nuan was too thin, her clothes were extremely loose. The man just pulled lightly, and the two buttons on her lapel were opened directly. She was held in his arms like this, It couldn't be more convenient.
Ji Nuan tilted her head: "I'm not even two months pregnant."
He replied in a vague voice: "Yeah, I know."
"When I went for a check-up a few days ago, the doctor said that the number of weeks was too young to see clearly. I will check it out again when I have time in the next few days. I didn't know that prenatal check-ups were so troublesome... "
The man's kiss that spread to her collarbone went back, kissed her neck again, and finally fell on her lips. He pressed her against the wall by the window. Although he held her tightly, he avoided it. Her belly was pried open and her lips and teeth were penetrated.
They kissed like this for a long time, and Ji Nuan didn't struggle. Anyway, Mo Jingshen knew better than her.
Sure enough, they forgot about love as they kissed. When they were ready to go, the man pressed on her like this. The two of them stood against the wall like this. He leaned on her neck to breathe, and his hoarse voice was almost close to hers. He lowered his voice and said, "There's still another month and a half, it's uncomfortable."
Ji Nuan wanted to laugh, but she still laughed after holding it in for a long time.
She raised her arms and hugged a man who seemed to be showing off his coquettish side. Anyway, she defined Mo Jingshen's uncomfortable words just now as coquettishness. She hugged his neck with a smile and said, "Grandpa, don't you plan to let us have a football team?" Do you want to come out? You have to endure it sooner or later. After you give birth to one child, you may not know when you will have a second one. If you endure it, you will get used to it. "
The man suddenly pinched her chin and kissed her again. Then, while kissing her cheek, he whispered into her ear to coax her: "It's enough to have one child. I thought I didn't know that you reply every morning." Did you secretly vomit in your own ward behind my back? It’s so difficult for me to endure it, how can I be willing to let you suffer this kind of misfortune again and again?”
Ji Nuan discovered that Mo Jingshen really seemed to be a man of pure heart and stoicism.
But when I really got in touch with him, I discovered that this man always had the ability to make people fall into him with just a kiss. If she wasn't pregnant now, he would finally be able to move around a little bit. , it is estimated that at any time he could just kiss her, strip her clean and throw her on the bed.
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When I went for a prenatal check-up again, the results of this check-up were not very different from the last time.
It still looks good, but the fetal pressure is not very stable compared to ordinary pregnant women. This is partly related to Ji Nuan's previous problem of uterine cold, and also to her experience in the past 20 days and her inability to sleep every day. It had a lot to do with it. She slept well in Mo Jingshen's ward, but she was always worried about his wounds every day, and her mood was always hanging. In addition, she still had nightmares occasionally, dreaming about Dali's gun. Pointing at her.
The combination of various factors caused the little thing in her belly to live unsteadily and to be slightly smaller than normal. The doctor told Ji Nuan to eat more, take more nutrition, rest more, and be calm. Don't worry too much.
So during the last few days that Mo Jingshen stayed in the hospital, Ji Nuan did not go to sleep in his ward under the doctor's advice. Instead, she obediently stayed in her own ward to recuperate. This time, Mo Jingshen could move around as he pleased. But he could only lie in bed and watch this man's expression of whether he wanted to smile or not when he came to visit him in the ward from time to time.
It’s simply... the tide is turning!
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There are so many Chinese in Los Angeles that during the Chinese New Year, you can feel a little festive atmosphere in major shopping malls and streets here.
The day before New Year's Eve, Mo Jingshen was finally discharged from the hospital.
When I walked out of the hospital, the Shine Group's car was already waiting outside.
In other words, Mo Shaoze had no intention of giving them any choice. Now that they had returned to Los Angeles, they had to follow his arrangements as a matter of course.
A middle-aged driver in the car got out and nodded respectfully to Mo Jingshen: "Mr. Mo, long time no see. Are you feeling better? Mr. Mo asked us to take you back!"
The driver is a Chinese, about forty years old, named George. He has been a housekeeper and driver for the Mo family in Los Angeles for many years, and is very familiar with Mo Jingshen.
Mo Jingshen glanced at him with a dull look: "Did I say I would go back today?"
George was stunned for a moment, then explained: "But tomorrow is the Spring Festival in China. President Mo learned that you were discharged from the hospital today, so he specially sent us to pick you up and..."
Nan Heng is not here today. Feng Ling, Ah K and others were originally planning to send them to Mo Jingshen's residence in Los Angeles. But now the Mo family in Los Angeles just came to pick them up. They couldn't say more and were preparing to send Ji Nuan and Mo Jingshen to their home. Move the things over and put them in the car.
Mo Jingshen said: "Put it down."
Feng Ling and Ah K paused for a moment, took down the luggage they were about to put in the car, turned around and looked at Mo Jingshen, waiting for his instructions.
"Put it in our own car." Mo Jingshen looked expressionless and looked at George again: "If there is time, I will go back tomorrow, and you can go."
George had been in the Mo family for many years, and of course he knew about the close relationship between Mo Jingshen and his relatives at home. He didn't say anything more, nodded and went back to the car. After waiting for a while, he saw that Mo Jingshen really had no intention of getting in the car, so he had to drive. Return to Shine Group.
There were two cars parked in front of the hospital.
Mo Jingshen drove the car himself, and the black Bentley appeared on the bustling streets of Los Angeles around four o'clock in the afternoon, followed by a car belonging to Feng Ling and the others.
It wasn't until after six o'clock that the winter days were too short and it was already dark, and we arrived at the XI base.
Ji Nuan didn't expect that he would be able to visit the base right after he was discharged from the hospital. After Mo Jingshen arrived, Nan Heng was talking to someone inside. When he came out, his expression was not as casual as usual. He looked at Ji Nuan and Feng Ling solemnly, and then She and Mo Jingshen went in for a private chat. This was already a very private place in the XI base. Ji Nuan was cautious and did not go in. Instead, Feng Ling and Ah K took her to other places.
After visiting the gun range and some melee combat training areas, Ji Nuan looked at the few young men who were still persisting in training in such a cold weather, and turned to Feng Ling, who was always wearing a black outfit: "You used to do it every day Is this the case too?”
Feng Ling looked over there and nodded.