Meanwhile.

m Guomo Qingchen's villa.

An Anzheng was gulping down borscht when he suddenly felt another wave of nausea in his stomach.

"Wow-" She covered her lips and turned her head to spit out all the borscht just now.

"Rub."

A bony hand stretched out next to him, and Mo Qingchen picked up a handkerchief that had already been prepared and handed it to her.

and stood up and patted her on the back.

Mo Qingchen's dark eyes were calm and cold, and he glanced at her small ~ abdomen, and immediately moved away quickly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going to clean up."

Anxin thought that he was disgusted by her vomiting, and immediately apologized repeatedly.

Qingchen's cleanliness habit is very serious, but she actually vomited in front of him again.

She immediately went to get a rag and wiped down the table.

When he walked back, he suddenly found that Mo Qingchen's brows were frowning tightly, his artist-like hand was clutching the corner of the table, and his body was trembling.

"What's wrong? Is it still that the table has not been cleaned? I'll go get some water and wipe it again. ”

Anxin thought that he couldn't eat because he was disgusted.

I immediately walked towards the door, but when I pushed the door, I found that the door was locked and I couldn't open it.

She was stunned, and suddenly there was a loud "bang-" behind her.

Turning around, An Xin screamed.

"Young Master Mo—what's wrong with you?"

I saw that Mo Qingchen's eyes were a little red, and there were beads of sweat like raindrops on his forehead. He smashed the bowl of borscht to the ground like crazy.

Then he overturned the entire table.

"Young Master Mo-" Anxin was so anxious that the six gods had no master, she didn't know why Mo Qingchen was like this.

Immediately walked up and took his hand.

"Oh my God. Young Master Mo, do you have a fever? ”

The back of Mo Qingchen's hand was as hot as burning, and the green tendons on his hand burst and he couldn't stop shaking.

"Go away!" Mo Qingchen raised his head, his eyes blazing red like a mad beast.

Speaking is tougher than usual.

"Don't touch me, go!"

Anxin looked at him in horror and worry, took two steps back, and reached out to push the door hard.

The door of the restaurant couldn't be pushed open, and she banged and kicked and slammed hard.

"Uncle Wang! Mrs. Mo! Come on. Young Master Mo is sick! ”

"It didn't work. Peace of mind, my mommy gives us ...... Drugged. ”

Behind him, Mo Qingchen gasped with a hurry~.

His voice sounded a little weak, and his shirt was soaked with sweat.

"Next...... Drugged? Is Mrs. Mo crazy? ”

Anxin's eyes widened in shock. Only then did she realize why Mrs. Mo came in with the soup herself.

She was going to watch them eat with her own eyes.

Fortunately, she vomited all the borscht just now because of nausea.

Otherwise, she would definitely be as uncalm as Young Master Mo.

"No, no, we'll have to get them to open the door."

An Xin gritted his teeth and continued to bang on the door vigorously.

But there was no sound outside the door, but suddenly a warm body came behind him.

Anxin stiffened.

Mo Qingchen's hot hand was wrapping around her waist, and his face was rubbing against her neck.

Even open his teeth and gently bite her earlobe.

"Ink ...... Young Master Mo. You can't do this! Calm down! ”

Anxin was extremely panicked, she struggled desperately, and pushed Mo Qingchen away with all her might.

"Ann...... Peace. I like you. You give it to me - I won't hurt the baby in your belly. ”

"I'll ...... Treat your baby as if it were your own. ”

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