Ma'am, give me a baby

After eating, Liu Shaochen took Aunt Yuan and the others to the accommodation that had been prepared for them, and after giving them some detailed instructions to let them have a good rest, he went back.

Ye Banrong sent someone over to pass a few words, all for Mo Ziqing, as long as you get back, she will come and have a look in the afternoon.

After everything was done, Liu Shaochen coaxed Qian Ling to sleep, and then returned to the house with Mo Ziqing.

"Didn't you say to go for half a month? Why did it take so long..." Liu Shaochen sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the man bent over to take off his shoes, "I thought you were reluctant to come back..."

It was rare for Liu Shaochen to be coquettish to him, but Mo Ziqing couldn't be happy when he heard it. He paused when he took off his shoes, and said after a long time: "There are so many things to do, and there are too many things piled up."

"...What's wrong with you?" Liu Shaochen was so thoughtful that he naturally sensed something was wrong with Mo Ziqing, "Are you too tired? If you're tired..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Ziqing called him: "Young minister..."

"...Huh?" Liu Shaochen was a little uneasy, and always felt that something was weird. The two of them had been separated for nearly a month, and now they finally met, but the scene was different from what he had imagined...

He was very happy, but Mo Ziqing was not happy.

Mo Ziqing straightened up and looked at him, pursed his thin lips, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth again: "I..."

Liu Shaochen waited quietly for his words, but Mo Ziqing didn't say anything in the end. He sighed and closed his eyes, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Rest."

After all, he ignored the man standing by the bed, lifted his feet onto the bed, pulled back the quilt and lay on his side in the bed, with his back facing Mo Ziqing.

Mo Ziqing's complexion was not good, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He wanted to explain, but he was afraid that there would be serious consequences after he said it.

After standing by the bed for a quarter of an hour, Mo Ziqing finally said nothing, took off his shoes and went to bed beside Liu Shaochen, stretched out his long arms and wrapped his arms around his waist, and after a long time, he said: "Does the child miss me? "

"..." Liu Shaochen closed his eyes, not wanting to speak.

Mo Ziqing's hand gently stroked Liu Shaochen's stomach, which was bulging but soft, "It's not good to lie down like this..."

Mo Ziqing used some strength to make him lie flat and sleep. Liu Shaochen opened his eyes and looked at him. He wanted to say something but didn't say anything. After a while, he slowly closed his eyes.

For the whole afternoon, neither of them spoke again, although they did not fall asleep.

In the evening, Ye Banrong came. She came to see the three people who took care of Liu Shaochen and thanked them sincerely.

Aunt Yuan and the others were flattered, and they were polite to Ye Banrong.

After sending Ye Banrong away, they went back to the room to chat. Mo Ziqing went out halfway, Aunt Yuan saw him leaving, and looked at Liu Shaochen, and Uncle Yuan kicked her under the table , Said: "You go with me to the yard and let the young minister talk to Lao Zhang for a while."

Aunt Yuan stared, and when she saw Uncle Yuan's eyes beckoning, she held back what she was about to say, and said something to Liu Shaochen, and the two went out.

Liu Shaochen looked at them silently, he naturally saw something, but since they didn't want to talk, he wouldn't ask either.

Uncle Yuan took Aunt Yuan out, and when he came under a tree, he said in a deep voice, "What did I tell you this afternoon? Don't join in the fun with the couple's affairs!"

"Oh, I'm afraid! If the young master doesn't tell the truth to the young minister, it will be a big deal if someone exposes the matter one day!" Aunt Yuan choked up a little while talking, "You said so Why are two good people getting mixed up by that woman Jiang Yingyue? What is she going to do?! If a good pair of mandarin ducks are torn apart, she is not afraid of being struck by lightning!"

Uncle Yuan wiped his face and sighed heavily, "Then you can't tell the young minister that it's the same as stabbing someone else."

Aunt Yuan wiped the corners of her eyes, nodded and stopped talking.

Mo Ziqing didn't come back until dinner, and Liu Shaochen didn't ask him where he was, and didn't say a word to him during the meal, and only responded briefly when asked.

Mo Ziqing was a little anxious, even Qian Ling had noticed something, so he didn't dare to speak at the dinner table, holding his small rice bowl and eating hard.