Xiao Qi told Wang Zi that after Li Zhenfeng came back from Mo's house, he went directly to Mo Mo's apartment, and he had been waiting there, and Jian Hai's car was also parked downstairs.

They like to wait, so let them wait, anyway, they can't.

Wang Zi put down the phone, and a mischievous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Deliberately rubbing in the bathroom.

When he went to the bath, Momo kept thinking about how to tell him about the child.

Wang Zi's attitude towards "marriage and love" just now made her waver in him again.

Although she was able to feel cared for, protected, and even pampered by him. But he never seemed to have said to her that he loved her.

His capricious attitude towards her made her unable to see his heart.

At this time, I told him that I was pregnant with his child, and I am afraid that even if he wanted her to stay by his side, it was more because it was not love.

Originally, the wedding was an impostor, but now that she suddenly has another child, she can't imagine how far she can go and whether she can be happy in the next few decades of married life without the deep emotional foundation of both parties.

Her personality is not like her mother, she can't make compromises, and she can't turn a blind eye to the half-heartedness of the man next to her pillow, I'm afraid that she will eventually break up, and I'm afraid that the child will hurt the most.

Momo was conflicted, entangled, and finally fell asleep.

Wang Zi carried the sleeping Momo to the bed with difficulty, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead. I don't know if she's gained weight, or if she's weaker in her legs.

Thinking of this, Wang Zi's expression was gloomy: he couldn't imagine how he could appear in front of her when he couldn't even hold her up and couldn't walk.

He gently wiped away the wetness from the corners of Momo's eyes, and his brows were furrowed to reveal the word "Chuan".

She cries when she sleeps, is it because he has caused her pain?

He leaned over and imprinted an affectionate kiss on her forehead, reluctant to leave for a long time. When I raised my head, I felt the tide in the corners of my eyes, and I reached out to wipe it, and I couldn't help but be stunned, it turned out to be my own tears.

Looking at the person sleeping in her dream again, I sighed in my heart, I owe her a wedding because of love.

Mo Mo has been unable to sleep well these days because of the child's affairs, but he didn't expect to sleep until three o'clock in the sun when he came back to Ziyuan.

In the early morning, she vaguely remembered that someone had gently pulled her arm from under her neck, tucked her hand under the covers, and kissed her.

She was so sleepy that she only whispered a few times and went back to sleep.

Standing on the balcony, bathed in the warm sunshine, looking at the flowers blooming in the middle of winter, she stretched out her hand, closed her eyes, looked up, and breathed deeply the fragrance of flowers in the air.

Aunt Kirito told her that he would come back at noon to have lunch with her and then take her to a place.

The car drove out of the city and went to the suburbs, and Momo was full of food and drink and sat there drowsy.

"Little lazy cat." Wang Zi doted on her and took her into his arms.

The sun is shining, but it can't drive away the desolation of the cemetery and the cemetery.

Wang Zi raised his hand to gently arrange Mo Mo's long hair that was messed up by the wind, took off his gray and white scarf and wrapped it around her, and regardless of the obstruction, took off the black coat on his body and put it on her.

Momo suddenly felt warm.

"Are you okay with so little clothing?" Momo asked worriedly.

"Men can't ask a woman's age, and a woman can't ask a man, 'OK or not.'" Wang Zi tightened Mo Mo's hand, squeezed his eyes at her, and smiled meaningfully: "I can't do it, don't you know?" ”