Doting on sweet wife for hundreds of millions of years

In the room, Mo Bao was kneeling on the chair, flexibly folding a piece of red paper with his two little hands, and quickly folded a little star.

"Mommy, is it pretty?"

Chu Kexin, who was immersed in thinking about Mo Yaoyao, withdrew her thoughts, took the lucky star, "It looks good."

Even though she sometimes remembered that this child belonged to Mo Yu and Su Han and could not replace her dead baby, she forced herself not to think about it as much as possible to maintain the simple happiness in front of her.

"Then I'll fold a lot, fill the bottle and give it to Mommy, okay? Good luck will come, and Mommy won't be frowning."

Every sentence can move Chu Kexin, although the more she goes like this, the deeper she sinks, but she falls into it willingly.

"Oh, it's time for Daddy to take his medicine. I'm going to see if he's awake. It's really worrying." Mo Bao slid down from the chair like a little adult and walked out in quick, small steps.

When Chu Kexin got up, she couldn't help but wanted to follow her, but stopped when she took the first step.

"Oops -" a loud exclamation came from the corridor, followed by Mo Bao's hurried figure flashing past the door.

what happens?You won't die, will you?Chu Kexin strode outside the door.

Mo Bao had long since disappeared, Chu Ke hurried into Mo Yu's room.

Mo Yu was leaning on the head of the bed, his face still looking very bad, holding a glass of white water in his hand.

"Honey, do you care about me?"

"No, let's see if you're dead." Chu Kexin said coldly, but immediately asked herself in her heart, do you really want him to die?
"The water is getting cold, can you pour me a glass of warm water?" The always strong Mo Liu became weak, and when he handed the glass to her, his hands were still shaking slightly.

Chu Kexin didn't refuse, took the cup from his hand, went to the water dispenser to pour hot water and stuffed it into his hand, Mo Yao took the opportunity to hold her hand too, and Chu Kexin broke free.

"There are still a lot of erythema on the body, will it cause other diseases?" Mo Yi deliberately raised his bent arms to look, but in fact he wanted Chu Kexin to see it.

Chu Kexin pretended to glance over inadvertently, and she saw that his strong arms were covered with red spots of different sizes. It was shocking in Chu Kexin's eyes, because in her memory, Mo Ji, a man So small that every pore is perfect.

"Allergies?" Chu Kexin blurted out and immediately regretted that she had talked too much.

"The doctor said that this time it's not just a gastrointestinal problem. If you are late, it may be life-threatening, but I don't regret it at all. It is the greatest blessing in my life to die at your hands."

"I can't die after talking so much? I'm very disappointed." Chu Kexin said indifferently, then turned and left.

With a bang, the sound of the glass water glass falling to the ground made Chu Kexin, who had turned around and took two steps, turn around quickly.

"I don't have any strength in my hands. Could you please pour me another glass of water? The baby is going to get the medicine."

Although Chu Kexin doubted that there were so many servants and private doctors in the Mo family, why did Mo Bao go to get the medicine?But she didn't have time to think about it, so she turned around and took another cup and poured water for him.

"Here comes the medicine." Mo Bao ran in with a cup of medicine held high, and when he saw Chu Kexin, he blinked his eyes in surprise, "Daddy, why are you so careless? If I hadn't seen it, you would have taken the wrong medicine. The consequences will be very serious, please don’t want to live, and think about me, okay?” He scolded him like a cannonball, and poured two pills from the medicine bottle into his palm, not only monitoring him to take medicine, and said with slightly parted two small red lips, "Drink water, slow down."

"Stop arguing, I'm seriously ill now, I need to rest." Mo Xie looked extremely weak.

Chu Kexin suddenly wanted to know about his condition so that he could take care of his diet, but she did not change her venomous tone, "If you die at home, it will be unlucky, you should go to the hospital, and I will get in touch."

"No, I won't leave you." Mo Yao, who was already lying down, waved his weak arms, and suddenly sank down onto the bed.

"Daddy can't be hospitalized, and he can't stand the disinfectant in the hospital." Mo Bao frowned to help him explain.

Chu Kexin let out a cold snort, turned around and left.

She knew Mo Yao's stomach too well, she had to eat something light.

In the kitchen, Chu Kexin stirred the porridge in the pot with a spoon, smelled the faint aroma, and thought about how to take the porridge to Mo Yu.

"It smells so good, Mummy, if the door is open, the whole house can smell the fragrance of rice." Mo Bao poked half of his head through the crack of the door, winking mischievously.

"Baby, this place is not suitable for you, wait outside, let me serve you a bowl, okay?"

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it." Mo Bao happily ran to the sofa in the living room and waited.

Chu Kexin filled a bowl and placed it on the black glass coffee table in front of him.

Mo Bao slid down from the sofa and knelt on the red carpet, picked up a soup spoon, scooped up a jujube, put it on his mouth, and blew gently, "It looks delicious, and it also nourishes blood." Swallow it into your mouth.

"There's still a bowl." Chu Kexin said in a few short words, but he was very embarrassed, and directed Mo Bao's eyes to the bowl of porridge next to him.

"Leave it alone, I'll finish it." Mo Bao didn't lift his head, as if he hadn't eaten such a delicious thing for a long time, even if there were more bowls, he could still eat it.

Mistake, is it your own son?Regardless of his father, is it a child with a simple mind, so to speak more directly?

"Aren't you afraid that he will die?" He pointed his finger upwards, alluding to Mo Yao.

"I'm afraid, but he won't die, the fortune teller said his fate is hard." Mo Bao didn't raise his head.

Seeing that he was hopeless, Chu Kexin bravely picked up the bowl of porridge and walked upstairs.

"Mommy, where are you going?" Mo Bao pretended to ask casually.

"Go back to the room to eat." Normally, when she saw Mo Yao, she would frown coldly, and of course she would not admit to giving it to him.

Pushing open the door of the room, Mo Xie was sitting on the phone by the head of the bed. When he saw her, he immediately hung up and quickly recovered his weak appearance.

"Wife, I have porridge to eat. Did you make it yourself? It really hurts me so much." The forced smile is very touching and distressing.

"Which beauty are you chatting with? Is it disturbing you?" Chu Kexin tried her best to be as stiff as possible.

"Any beautiful woman is eclipsed in front of you. How can someone as smart as me let you, a supermodel, go outside to look for it?" In Mo Yu's eyes, Chu Kexin is cute even when she is angry.

When Chu Kexin bent over to put the porridge on the bedside table, an arm was wrapped around her waist.

"Go away." Chu Kexin pushed him away in disgust, turned around and was about to go out, but was stopped by an ouch from behind.

Mo Yao, who was pushed away, seemed to have no resistance at all, and fell onto the bed unsteadily, pretending to be in pain to win sympathy.

Chu Kexin softened her heart for a moment, but she still hardened her heart and walked out quickly.

They are so sick, yet they are still lustful?Chu Ke sat down on the sofa in high spirits.

Suddenly, he lowered his head inadvertently, and found a faint yellow stain on the white shirt.

"What is this?" Chu Kexin picked up the clothes with her hands and looked at them, thinking that she encountered something in the kitchen, so she should change them first.

I took a blue thin shirt to change into, and took away the white shirt I changed, worrying whether it would be washed off.

Strange, how come there is a strange smell?Chu Kexin took the clothes closer and smelled them. Although the smell was very light, she could still smell it. It seemed to have a smell of ointment.

Sure it wasn't in the kitchen, it was...

Chu Kexin remembered that it must have been caused by Mo Yu's arm wrapped around her waist just now.

Unfolding the clothes to check, just as she expected.

Damn it, actually pretending to be sick to lie to her?
Chu Kexin strode to Mo Liu's room.