A Sweet Marriage Is Worth Billions: Mysterious Young Master Moh’s Cute and Sweet Wife

Mo Zitan stepped forward, squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand to hold Lin Qinghui's arm and said, "Auntie, pregnant people like to think about it! What can happen at home? My sister-in-law and Brother Chen have gone to the two worlds! No! It's normal to answer the phone."

   "Hmm." Lin Qinghui said, she lay there, because she was very tired, she soon fell asleep.

   only slept for a few minutes, and suddenly woke up.

   "What's wrong with you?" Li Ruyan was eating, watching her almost roll off the soft couch, throwing things aside in fright, and running forward.

  Mo Zitan's clothes were hit by something she tossed, and she was embarrassed.

  Lin Qinghui sat on one side, as if a little breathless.

  Ink red sandalwood brought a glass of water, and Lin Qinghui took a few sips before she felt more comfortable.

   "I dreamed that Cheng Huan was dead." Lin Qinghui said, this feeling was very depressing.

  Ink red sandalwood and Li Ruyan looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

  "Bah, baah, what are you talking about? How could he die?" Li Ruyan said.

  I discovered that she used to like to ridicule Lin Qinghui the most, but now standing in front of her, she feels that this woman is not hateful, but rather pitiful.

  She was so young that she served as a successor to Mo Chenghuan, and her youth was wasted on Mo Yanchen! Take care of him even more, don't want children! Now that it's hard to get pregnant, this kind of thing happened again.

  It was dark. At eight o'clock in the evening, Chen Cheng sat quietly on the hospital bed. She took Mo Chenghuan's hand. Some hours passed without knowing it.

   "Orange, come out for a drink." At this moment, Mo Yanchen walked in and said to her.

  Shen Cheng stood up quietly, did not eat for a day, feel that the world is spinning! I want to fall.

  At this moment, the hand she was holding seemed to move, and Chen Cheng sat down quietly and fiercely.

   "Uncle, did Dad move just now?" Shen Chengjing said anxiously.

  Mo Yanchen listened, walked over, bent down and observed carefully, and found that Mo Chenghuan was not moving.

"No."

  Shen Chengjing was very excited: "Just now, I clearly felt that he was doing it manually! I was obviously..."

   "Orange, calm down." Mo Yanchen said.

  He can feel her mood, but Mo Chenghuan’s situation will only get worse!

  Don’t ask, if this situation continues, then the gods can’t be saved.

   "You guys, it's noisy." At this time, someone's voice was hoarse, but very small.

  Hearing this voice, Mo Yanchen and Shen Chengjing looked at each other.

   "Dad? Are you talking?" Shen Chengjing was a little excited, she reached out her hand and pressed him to ask.

   Seeing Mo Chenghuan lying on the bed, his mouth did not move!

  The important thing is that his expression has not changed at all, and he feels that she has had an unreal illusion.

  Mo Chenghuan frowned: "Wound, pain."

  Shen Cheng listened quietly, what did she feel! Looking down, she saw her little hand pressed against Mo Chenghuan's wound.

   "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" Shen Chengjing quickly retracted her hand.

  Mo Yanchen saw this, he turned around and shouted, "Don’t ask, don’t ask."

  Mo Qiu was outside, preparing to drink water, and when he heard his cry, he threw the water glass to Qiming in shock, and the water splashed all over Qiming! It choked fiercely.

   "Damn." Qiming wiped his face, looked at the water glass, as if it were poisonous, and quickly threw it aside.

  Mo Qiu ran in, Mo Yanchen pulled him forward: "He has spoken."

   "Let me take a look." Mo Qiu stepped forward and reached out and touched it: "The fever is gone, it seems that the medication was too strong just now, it is right!"