Ma'am, give me a baby

What Mo Ziqing wanted was very simple. It didn't take time or effort. He just wanted Liu Shaochen to write him a letter. As for the content of the letter, it all depended on Liu Shaochen's wishes. Mo Ziqing wanted to go out for half a day. Within a month, watch it every day, and watch it repeatedly.

Liu Shaochen blushed immediately, "What's so interesting about this?"

"Madam has never written anything to me, just this time you don't want to? Obviously you said you wanted me to make any request..." Mo Ziqing expressed his grievances, but the shrewdness in his eyes could not be concealed. He won't refuse, if he plays tricks a little bit, he will definitely write.

Seeing what he said, Liu Shaochen didn't think there was anything embarrassing about it, so he nodded after thinking about it, "Well, I'll write it later."

Mo Ziqing raised the corners of his lips, lay down on the bed with his arms around him, and kissed Liu Shaochen contentedly. The kiss couldn't be held back, and the two of them fell into the usual lingering again, but this time, Mo Ziqing Just as he took off Liu Shaochen's clothes, the person lying on the bed blushing suddenly screamed.

Mo Ziqing quickly stopped and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"...No, no." Liu Shaochen blinked, he touched his protruding abdomen, and after touching something, he blinked again, looked at Mo Ziqing, and whispered: "It moved..."

Mo Ziqing didn't react, Liu Shaochen propped up his body, grabbed the man's hand and put it on his stomach, "Touch it, he seems to be moving..."

Suddenly there were a few inconspicuous movements on the warm stomach, and Mo Ziqing was stunned for a while before slowly returning to his senses: "This is..."

Liu Shaochen touched it again, with an unconcealable smile on the corner of his mouth, Mo Ziqing seemed not to believe it, he touched it seriously for a while before confirming, he smiled and hugged Liu Shaochen, who was disheveled, his joy followed him The laughter came out.

The two lay down on the bed again, and Mo Ziqing hugged Liu Shaochen tightly. For the first time, he felt the greeting from the child in his stomach. It is normal for the two fathers to be overjoyed.

Liu Shaochen slightly pushed away the chest in front of him, and said helplessly, "Okay, I don't feel well if you hug me too tightly."

Hearing this, Mo Ziqing relaxed a little, lowered his head and kissed Liu Shaochen between the eyebrows.

The child didn't move much, and after a few movements, it stopped moving, but Mo Ziqing spent the whole afternoon touching Liu Shaochen's stomach.

After dinner at night, Liu Shaochen went into the study to write a letter to Mo Ziqing, but he didn't let the man in, saying that he would read it when he arrived.

Although Mo Ziqing was in a hurry, he agreed, and hid the thin letter in the cabinet, waiting to take it with him when he left in a few days.

Naturally, Mo Li and Ye Banrong were informed about the pick-up from the Biezhuang. Mo Li pondered for a while, and finally agreed. After all, he was the person who took care of Liu Shaochen for ten years. The side wants people.Ye Banrong was reluctant, the daughter-in-law was still pregnant, and the husband would leave as soon as he could, and it would take half a month to leave.

While writing a letter to the head of the Jiang family, Mo Li chattered to Ye Banrong: "Okay, it's only been half a month, and the young minister is not a girl, not as delicate as you think, and besides, we are taking care of you in the mansion. Having said that, Qing'er is even more reluctant to go out."

"I'll just let Mo Ren go. You don't see how loving the husband and wife are. Why do you men only care about making a living outside?" Ye Banrong complained while eating melon seeds. The last time Mo Ziqing left home For half a month, Shaochen was anxious.

Mo Li dipped his ink, and continued to write on the paper, "He said it was a matter of chance, and it was just right to do it together, and besides, the Biezhuang is not too far from Yecheng... Stop smoking, come and grind it for me." ink."

Ye Banrong put down the melon seeds, reluctantly walked to him and rubbed the ink for him, muttering: "You said that the Jiang family is really ruthless, I don't know how big the Biezhuang is, but it's only given to you." The three servants are too cruel."

"Hmm..." Mo Li wrote a few more sentences and then put down the pen. He nodded in agreement, "I really don't like the style of the Jiang family. Speaking of which, Yufu's parents are coming soon, right?"