The next day, in the morning.

"Are you awake? Still uncomfortable? I've asked them to make you a decanting soup, so let's go downstairs and drink some. Leng Xin'er knocked on the door and walked in with a smile, her sister's current mood has been her biggest concern, and she always feels sorry for her.

I hope she can be as happy as before, Mo Sichun at that time, so that she can envy, she grew up in a greenhouse since she was a child, and she has not been subjected to a trace of wind and rain, so that all the pampered and proud temper are Na Mo's cuteness!

I really want her to go back to the past, but now she will have an older sister who loves her.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about it." Mo Sichun replied without being salty, frowning, turning to look at her, and looking around at her.

After the last, his gaze rested on her slightly arched lower abdomen, "At this time, you better yourself more, I heard that the first child will be very squeamish." After speaking, he smiled reluctantly.

Leng Xin'er gently covered her lower abdomen with her hand, curled her lips slightly, and chuckled, "It seems that you still care about me, I thought you were still angry with me?" ”

"Angry? I don't, I'm just a little unused to it. ”

"Eun! Sister, I know the way. Leng Xin'er leaned over and patted her shoulder lightly with her hand, "Since you don't get angry with me, then don't be nostalgic for being outside every day, Mom, I haven't rested well in the past few days, thinking about the two of us all day long, I'm worried that if she goes on like this, her body will not be able to stand it." ”

"Yes." Mo Sichun nodded lightly, as if he agreed, and then his body naturally stepped back, not used to standing too close to her, a little uncomfortable, looked at her carefully, and asked tentatively, "Sister, I haven't seen my brother-in-law recently, don't you think it's strange?" How many times has he come back to stay since you came home, what have he been busy with? Aren't you curious? ”

"I never ask about him, let alone know about him."

"Sister, this is not good, your own man, the father of your own child, you should master it, I am afraid that there are some things, and it will be too late to know the Tao in the future."

Leng Xin'er took a breath lightly, turned her head sideways, and looked at her carefully, "Sichun, do you want to tell me something, just say it directly, I don't like to guess." As he spoke, his eyes widened at her.

Mo Sichun was just about to speak, when he saw Ying Yaruo walking in from outside the door with a smile, and when he saw them, he was even more happy, with a happy look on his face.

"It's great that you're all here, it's great news to tell you, only Chun'er, you have to listen well, Prince Hadan of the Middle East is coming here, tonight, we will set up a dinner party at home to entertain him, your father means to introduce you to him, he is just 28 years old this year, he has not yet married a wife, maybe you will have fate, such a good thing, we must not miss it."

"The prince of the Middle East?" Mo Sichun flattened his mouth, "Who is rare, wearing a headcloth on a hot day, wearing a robe, a stubble on his face, being in the company of tigers and leopards all day long, marrying a few wives, and women have no status at home." ”

"Don't worry, your father has inquired in detail, this Prince Hadan, who grew up abroad since he was a child, and has only recently returned to China, is not a traditional Middle Easterner, he is very conservative, and only approves of monogamy, now you can rest assured, I also heard that this prince has no intention of inheriting the throne and intends to live overseas for a long time."

Middle East? Prince Hadan?

Leng Xin'er, who was standing aside, had an inexplicable heartbeat.

In the morning, I received an email in the mailbox that I didn't have time to open, and the signature, it seems to be Hadan?

This Hadan, isn't it that Hadan?

Such a coincidence?

By the way, the mail was specifically addressed to her??????