However, her figure has obviously not changed!

Thinking about it, Mo Qianqian bit his lip a little annoyed, and then simply lay down, pulled the quilt over the cover, and covered his head. ‖.~。 Small! Said the net.

Bastard, didn't he say he was going to chase her, and now he still dislikes her!

He didn't want to touch her, she didn't want to be touched by him!

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And on the other side, inside the living room.

In the dark living room, there was no Beichen Shaoting.

He was standing on the top of the small balcony.

Beichen Shaoting was wearing a bathrobe and stood there motionless.

The cold wind of the night blew and blew on him...... Only then did the heat on his body blow away a little.

The originally rapid and unsteady breathing gradually calmed down.

Damn it...... Why is it so troublesome to conceive a child, not only is her body uncomfortable, but he also has to abstain from sex because of it!

Lu Zi'an said that he had to wait until the fetus in Mo Qianqian's womb was three months old before he could touch her!

Thinking that this kind of day would have to last for a month, Beichen Shaoting suddenly had the urge to drop something!

He seems to be beginning to understand a little now, and at the beginning...... Why did his father hate him so much......

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Sunset, in a small yard.

The long-haired woman was sitting in a chair with a small book and reading a story.

The woman's long hair covers her face......

Beside her, sat a girl with pigtails, the girl looked at the woman's fingers, and suddenly asked suspiciously.

"Mother, why do you have a black rose in your hand?"

The woman put the book down, then looked at the rose on her ring finger and explained to her gently, "This is your father's wedding ring for your mother...... This is designed by my father, and it is unique in the world. ”

The woman's long hair is blown by the breeze......

At that moment, Mo Qianqian saw a happy but desolate smile on the woman's beautiful face......

The dream ends in this one scene......

"Mom......" Mo Qianqian screamed, and then sat up suddenly.

A fine layer of sweat formed on her forehead......

In the dark, it is quiet...... All she could hear was her own heartbeat.

At this time, there was movement in the living room, and then there was a sound of footsteps......

In the darkness, Mo Qian felt that someone hugged her.

She gritted her teeth, then buried her face in that strong chest.

"Nightmares?" Beichen Shaoting hugged her in his arms, and kissed her hair dotingly.

"Hmm......" Mo Qianqian replied softly.

My mind is full of images from the dream just now.

The woman...... Is it her mother?

She said that the roses in her hands ...... It's unique......

Moreover, at the last moment, Mo Qianqian seemed to remember the woman's face.

That beautiful face made her feel very familiar...... It's like a person......

However, she couldn't be completely sure......

"I'm here, don't be afraid!" Beichen Shaoting hugged Mo Qianqian a little tighter, Lu Zi'an said, pregnant women are unstable in love and easy to dream,

Mo Qianqian clenched Beichen Shaoting's bathrobe, leaning his face on his chest, as if feeling a trace of unevenness.

She reached out and touched it, and found it leaning against the wound on his chest......

"Why doesn't she want me......" after a while...... Mo Qianqian said in a low voice that only she could hear.

Why, her mother would abandon her......