Along the way, Xia Mohan keenly felt that many people's eyes were on them, well, she admitted, in fact, they were all looking at her handsome husband......

Xia Mohan decided to ignore the waitress who stood next to them and stared at her husband all the time, isn't she handsome? Do you need to look drooling? Look at your nymphomaniac, your saliva is dripping, I really don't know what kind of vision the manager of this restaurant has, and actually invite a back......

"What to eat?" Just when Xia Mohan's stomach was full of anger, Mo Yihan asked.

"Scare?" Before he could react, he saw Mo Yihan frowning, "Uh, whatever." You point. ”

Mo Yihan glanced at Xia Mohan and reported the names of a few dishes to the waitress.

Xia Mohan couldn't help but feel a chill when she saw the waiter looking at her husband's starry eyes.

Sure enough, this is an era of looking at appearances!

The high-end restaurant is fast, Xia Mohan's stomach is already grumbling with hunger, and no matter what etiquette or image she devours, anyway, with such a handsome husband next to her, no one will notice her existence.

She didn't expect it at all, just because her handsome husband was next to her, so she should pay more attention to her image and not do things that could better set off the glorious image of her handsome husband.

As soon as Xia Mohan finished eating, Mo Yihan took out a tissue and gently wiped the corners of her mouth for her.

Just after eating, Mo Yihan paid the bill, and after leading Xia Mohan out of the restaurant, Xia Mohan suddenly felt sick to his stomach, shook Mo Yihan's hand, covered his mouth and squatted by the flower bed.

Mo Yihan hurriedly walked over, squatted down, and gently patted Xia Mohan's back: "Why did you suddenly feel sick to your stomach?" ”

"I, I'm fine......" Xia Mohan waved her hand, she just retched, wanting to vomit but couldn't vomit.

Mo Yihan frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something, he couldn't help but smile, and without saying a word, he bent down and hugged Xia Mohan from the ground.

His move startled Xia Mohan, and instinctively grabbed the clothes on his chest: "Brother Yi...... Put me down......"

"Let's go to the hospital." Mo Yihan smiled slightly and strode forward.

Xia Mohan was forcibly taken to the hospital by Mo Yihan for examination, blood test, B-ultrasound, and none of them were left behind.

She asked him, but he didn't say anything, only said to wait for the results to come out.

When Xia Mohan got the B-ultrasound sheet printed out by the doctor for her, the whole person was in a state of confusion.

She didn't have any expression of joy, just her heart, and suddenly recalled that when she was pregnant for the first time, the joy and happiness became her greatest pain and sorrow in the end.

"Xiaomo, you're pregnant, my child." Mo Yihan wrapped his big hand, hugged Xia Mohan into his arms, bowed his head slightly, and kissed her eyebrows.

Xia Mohan was still holding a B-ultrasound order in his hand, and his heart suddenly became a mess.

The doctor prescribed her some nutritional medicine and gave her a few words.

Mo Yihan's mood is too good to describe in words.

However, Xia Mohan was depressed.

Mo Yihan only cared about his own happiness, and after coming back to his senses, he found that Xia Mohan was not happy.

"Xiaomo, do you have something on your mind?" After Mo Yihan came out of the hospital with Xia Mohan in his arms, he asked thoughtfully.

Xia Mohan was stunned for a moment, turned his head, looked up at Mo Yihan's side face slightly, and asked weakly: "Are the two of me married as a son?" "I want to talk to more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~