On the way home, Wen Ran leaned back in the chair that had been put down a little sleepily, her eyes gently closed.

In the main driver's seat, Mo Xiuchen's big palms firmly held the steering wheel, his long and narrow eyes looked straight ahead, and occasionally turned his eyes to take a look at Wen Ran in the passenger seat.

In the car with a suitable temperature, light children's songs are played, and listening to the song makes people feel happy.

When he got home, Mo Xiuchen parked the car, only to find that Wen Ran had fallen asleep.

Looking at her gentle eyebrows, he couldn't help but have a layer of tender pity in his eyes, unbuckled his seat belt, supported the seat with his hands, leaned over, and kissed her dotingly, falling on her delicate lips.

"Xiuchen, are you home?"

Wen Ran was woken up by his kiss.

There was still a hint of sleepiness in the eyes that opened, and in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, his throat tightened inexplicably.

He hurriedly straightened up, unbuckled her seat belt, and said softly: "Ranran, get out of the car, go back to the room and sleep again." ”

"Okay."

Wen Ran smiled and agreed.

After getting out of the car, Mo Xiuchen took her hand, entered the villa with his fingers interlocked, went upstairs, accompanied her back to the master bedroom, and let her lie on the bed, he would gently massage her legs on the edge of the bed.

"Yes, are you comfortable?"

Seeing Wen Ran's eyes closed, Mo Xiuchen asked in silence.

"Well, it's very comfortable, repair dust, your massage skills are getting better and better." Wen Ran didn't open his eyes, just a happy smile on his lips.

Mo Xiuchen proudly raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Of course, it's not just massage techniques, in fact, many of my skills are good, but some of them can't be used." ”

"What technique can't be used, do you mean braiding?"

Wen Ran didn't allow Mo Xiuchen to toss her hair anymore these days, and Mo Xiuchen hadn't given her a new hairstyle for several days.

"It's not."

Mo Xiuchen denied it.

Wen Ran opened his eyes and looked at his handsome face with a smile, and asked with a smile: "It's not braided hair, what is it, cooking?" ”

"Not really."

Wen Ran's eyebrows frowned slightly, this is not that, it is not, what is.

Seeing that she couldn't guess, Mo Xiuchen stopped his movements and smiled ambiguously: "Ranran, there is another thing, the technique in bed, you didn't guess." ”

"you, what a bed technique, you can't be serious."

Wen Ran scolded funny.

Mo Xiuchen said unashamedly: "I'm very serious, then, do you think my skills in bed are not good?" ”

Wen Ran was choked by him and was speechless for a while.

He can't answer this question no matter what.

"Don't say these things in front of your baby, it's not conducive to healthy prenatal education." didn't know what to say, Wen Ran had no choice but to talk about the baby.

Mo Xiuchen laughed, "Ranran, don't always use the baby as an excuse, after the baby is born, I will prove it to you and let you take it orally." ”

The words "body and oral administration", Mo Xiuchen deliberately accentuated his tone, and it was infinitely ambiguous that it made people blush.

Wen Ran saw a certain picture in front of him, and suddenly felt that his face was hot, and he kicked him slightly annoyed, "Go away, I don't want you to massage." ”

Mo Xiuchen gently grabbed her ankles, and his smile was charming and charming: "Ranran, don't be angry, when you give birth to a baby, I will definitely compensate you well and ensure that you are satisfied." ”

"Besides, I'll ignore you."

Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen's handsome face with a charming smile, his heart jumped, and his face was a little hot.

"Okay, I won't say it, but then, what do you think of the name I chose?"

Mo Xiuchen turned the topic to the topic, and the smile on his face was also serious, gentle and charming, no longer like just now, with a trace of evil charm.

Wen Ran nodded, "Satisfied, in fact, I think every name my dad has given me well." ”

"It's okay, let's keep it and use it slowly."

Mo Xiuchen said lightly, as if it was not giving birth to a child, it was buying toys, and he could buy as much as he wanted.

Wen Ran frowned, and said unhappily: "Do you really want me to give birth to ten or eight children for you and become a pig?" ”

"I don't want to." Mo Xiuchen smiled, lowered his eyes, his gaze stayed on her bulging belly for a few seconds, and when he looked up at her again, his deep eyes were filled with a trace of distress, "Then leave it to Ah Kai and Ah Jin to the two of them to use." ”

Wen Ran's heart warmed, knowing that Mo Xiuchen felt sorry for herself, she pursed her lips and called his name softly: "Xiuchen." ”

"Hmm."

Mo Xiuchen replied gently, staring at her eyes, as deep as the sea.

"Hug."

Wen Ran smiled at him with a doting smile, and didn't hold back, so he became coquettish.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, he leaned over, gently hugged her into his arms, and gently patted her back with his broad palm, and fell into her ear, his voice was low and magnetic, "Ranran, I love you." ”

I don't know what I thought, Wen Ran's eyes suddenly became hot, and a layer of mist appeared in his eyes.

She gently hugged his sturdy and sexy waist with both hands, buried her face deep in his chest, such a quiet hug, her heart was full of warmth.

In the eyes of outsiders, although Mo Xiuchen is cold and cherishes words like gold, in the eyes of Wen Ran, Mo Xiuchen is a very warm and romantic man.

He was also affectionate and single-minded, and none of the adjectives she knew were used on him to describe him as good.

Whenever he thinks that he can live with such an excellent and perfect man in this life, Wen Ran feels that he must have accumulated virtue in his previous lives.

"Xiuchen, if it weren't for ten or eight, I would still be willing to give birth."

Her voice was low, coming from his chest.

Mo Xiuchen was stunned for a moment, and then let out a string of low and happy laughter, pulling Wen Ran out of his arms.

"Ranran, you're not afraid of becoming a pig...... What's wrong, are you crying? ”

Touching her moist eyes, Mo Xiuchen suddenly asked nervously.

Wen Ran shook his head, pulled his lips and smiled: "No." ”

"Why are your eyes wet and you want to cry, I just said I love you and was moved?"

A smile flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, teasing her.

Wen Ran didn't deny it, nodded very seriously, Qinghong looked at his handsome face with watery eyes: "Xiuchen, we will be together forever, right?" ”

"Of course, it can't be cranky."

Mo Xiuchen chuckled lightly and stroked her face dotingly, he read the book and said that during a woman's pregnancy, it is easy to have emotional ups and downs, depression, insecurity and the like.

Therefore, he tried to spend as much time as possible with Ran Ran, and tried not to make her feel aggrieved and lonely.

Wen Ran pursed her lips and said softly: "I don't think about it, I just feel too happy, it feels a little unreal, like a dream." ”

In the past few months, she has really lived so happily that she can't believe it.

Mo Xiuchen lowered his head and dropped a kiss on her forehead, his thin lips gently pressed against the skin of her forehead, and asked softly, "Are you worried about Ah Kai?" ”