I cry so hard!

After entering August, Mo Ruanmiao's body became heavier and heavier. Although due to the difference in physiological structure, men do not show their pregnancy so much, but the fetus is as big as a normal month. He found that now he can't see his toes when he lowers his head , I really gained a lot of weight.

Mo Ruanmiao also secretly asked Dr. He if he would recover after the child was born. He thought it was not good to have a lot of meat on his stomach. Dr. He was amused by him and promised to tailor a set of recipes for him after the child was born. .

In fact, for Mo Ruanmiao, this is completely superfluous worry. According to his current weight development, the lower abdomen will be absolutely flat after the birth of the child. After a period of recovery, there will definitely be no difference from before.

At the beginning of the month, Mo Cheng came to look for Mo Ruanmiao with jelly. They were both of the same kind. It's always amazing to see jelly.

In the afternoon, Mo Ruanmiao and Mo Cheng were playing controller games in the game room, while Jelly was stacking Lego alone, with a kitten beside her.

After the game was over, Mo Ruanmiao stretched his waist and looked in the direction of Jelly. Seeing that the two of them had finished playing, Jelly put down the toy in his hand and ran towards that side. Sitting quietly next to Mo Cheng, a pair of big eyes stared curiously at Mo Ruan Miao's stomach.

On the table was the snack that Aunt Chen had just brought. Mo Ruanmiao took one of the cups of slightly cold juice and handed it to the jelly. Children with weak stomachs should not drink anything that is too cold.Jelly took it and said thank you. He took a big sip, and after swallowing, he tilted his head and asked Mo Ruanmiao: "Brother, do you have a baby in your belly?"

Mo Ruanmiao did not expect that Jelly would suddenly ask these questions, and she froze there, with a face of embarrassment, not knowing how to answer.

The corners of Mo Cheng's mouth curled up slightly to answer this question for Mo Ruanmiao, "There is a baby, Jelly will see it in a few months."

Jelly rolled her big eyes a few times, then looked at Mo Cheng seriously and asked, "Then when will Dad give birth to a little sister for me?"

Mo Cheng's fair cheeks flushed quickly, and he couldn't say a word while muttering.

This will change Mo Ruanmiao's laughter.

Mo Cheng has no job these days. He often comes to Xihua to accompany Mo Ruanmiao, and occasionally brings two other people with him. Because he is accompanied, Mo Ruanmiao's daily life is quite rich, and he tells Mo Chutian every night Looking at what happened this day, what happened with other men this day, if he didn't know who those men were, Mo Chutian would be sour.

After taking a bath at night, Mo Ruanmiao lay flat on the bed and read a book with his feet up. He was wearing a dark blue silk nightgown with dark floral patterns. With such a movement, he couldn't hide any beautiful scenery. His two slender legs were so big. Thorny exposed to the air.

As soon as Mo Chutian returned to the bedroom from the study, he saw such a scene, and there was an uncontrollable reaction somewhere. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, waiting for the fire in his body to go down a little before walking towards the bed go.

Mo Chutian walked a few steps inside and Mo Ruanmiao found his figure. Mo Ruanmiao put down the book and waved to Mo Chutian in this posture, and shouted with a smile: "Brother! Come quickly, there is a gift For you."

Just listening to the voice, the desire that was suppressed just now rose again. After careful calculation, he has not touched Mo Ruanmiao for almost four months. However, his lover is also a coquettish master, and Mo Chutian is really uncomfortable day by day. .

He was trying to get rid of distracting thoughts in his mind, but his hand had already touched the side of his lover's face, Mo Chutian could only accept his fate, he did not forget to pinch Mo Ruanmiao's soft face, and said with a smile: "Come here, why don't you take care of me?" Bring out the gift."

Mo Chutian thought that the other party was just playing around with him, but in the next second, Mo Ruanmiao handed him the belt of the nightgown, and said innocently: "I'll give myself to you, do you want it?"

Mo Chutian wanted it very much, but Mo Ruanmiao's physical condition indicated that he couldn't. He loosened his belt and planned to pull the quilt aside to cover him.

Mo Ruanmiao realized what he wanted to do, and in a hurry, he hugged the man's neck and pulled himself down to kiss him. He simply made his words clear and said vaguely during the kiss: "George said it's okay."

"Really?" Mo Chutian restrained himself from pushing the person away, with fire in his eyes.

Mo Ruanmiao blushed slightly, "Really, I won't lie to you about this kind of thing."

So Mo Chutian carefully unwrapped the gift and enjoyed it, not polite at all, this time Mo Ruanmiao didn't cry as hard as before but cried longer than before, because Mo Chutian was too gentle up.

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Ruanmiao saw a piece of black fabric with dark flowers at a glance. He looked up along the line of the fabric, and a face with deep eyebrows fell into his eyes. He thought that when he woke up, there must be someone beside him. No one, it stands to reason that men should go to work at this point.

"Brother." When she just woke up, her voice was a little hoarse. Mo Ruanmiao raised her hand and touched Mo Chutian's knuckles, trying to divert the other person's attention from the tablet to herself.

When the last syllable fell, Mo Chutian had already grabbed Mo Ruanmiao's wrist with his backhand. He stroked the delicate skin in his hand and said, "Miaomiao good morning, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No." Mo Ruanmiao lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes trembled a few times, and her wrists were slightly free from restraint, which was shy.

The ambiguity of last night still remained in the room, and it was such a warm morning, after the two of them rubbed each other's ears for a while, it was already past nine o'clock.

Mo Ruanmiao changed into a large T-shirt and a pair of khaki cotton and linen slacks. With Mo Chutian's support, he went downstairs slowly. It wasn't that he was uncomfortable, but that his legs were really weak.

When Aunt Chen saw the two of them going downstairs, she immediately brought the porridge and snacks that she had made early in the morning.

"Are you on vacation today?" Mo Ruanmiao asked.

"Well, for the next three days, I can accompany you around the clock." Mo Chutian said with a smile.

Mo Ruanmiao smiled happily, and gave Mo Chutian a shrimp dumpling as a reward.

Mo Chutian continued: "I have already communicated with the Mo family. If you are ready, we can leave tomorrow."

The smile on Mo Ruanmiao's face gradually disappeared, he continued to drink the porridge in the bowl, and after a long time he said, "Tomorrow then."

This trip is a bit special, so I took a private jet, and I brought people with absolute trust. When I went out, it was raining lightly and the wind was strong, so Mo Ruanmiao put on a baseball uniform over the T-shirt, You can also cover your belly.

The two didn't plan to stay in Hong Kong City for a long time, and drove to the cemetery as soon as they landed.Mo Chutian had negotiated with the Mo family in advance. He didn't want anyone from the Mo family to appear on the scene, and he also made it clear that Mo Ruanmiao would not return to the Mo family. Nothing more to do.

Probably because Mo Chutian's attitude is really tough, or Mo Ruanmiao is just a dispensable junior, the Mo family has no objection, whatever they feel is whatever they want, and Mo Chutian can do whatever he wants.

It was also raining in the Hong Kong city thousands of miles away. Mo Ruanmiao didn't sleep well last night, and woke up early today. He leaned against Mo Chutian and yawned. He looked at the pattering raindrops outside, There are many things I want to say to Mo Chutian.

It was nothing more than some past events, some of which he had mentioned, and some of which had been sealed in the corners of his memory and were only remembered by him these days.Mo Ruanmiao spoke intermittently and the timeline was wrong, but Mo Chutian was very patient.

"When I was young, I should be considered that kind of happy child. After all, my mother was so gentle, and that person was not so bad at that time, but everything changed later, but I am also very satisfied with my mother by my side," Yu Mo Ruan Miao said that the time with the love of his parents was very happy, but that time was too short, so short that he was able to find a little memory from the bumps in his memory, "Mom really Very good, she is very gentle, beautiful, and kind-hearted, she knows a lot of things, she taught me painting and piano all by herself."

Mo Ruanmiao paused for a few minutes. He was not qualified to judge his mother's past, but this was indeed what he had thought about. "I really can't figure out why a person as good as my mother should marry a scumbag."

Love is a very mysterious existence. You can't judge whether two people will come together just by matching on the surface. People will change, and love will also change. Once Zheng Junmei was moved by the former Modley, and Mo Ruanmiao saw But now.

"Mom was once happy, otherwise she wouldn't have been willing to give birth to Miaomiao. It's just that many things have changed. People have changed, and feelings have changed." Mo Chutian couldn't explain clearly to Mo Ruanmiao. The truth can only be understood slowly by Mo Ruanmiao in the process of growing up.

Mo Ruanmiao looked at Mo Chutian in a daze, and asked, "Will that brother's feelings change?"

"No." Mo Chutian replied very firmly. The vehicle had already driven to the cemetery, and the tombstones could be seen from a distance. He looked out the window through layers of rain curtains and pointed to the large cemetery, "I I will bring my love for you to the grave, and if there is an afterlife, I will bring it to the next life, and it will not change even half of it until I die."

What kind of grave is not dead or dead?Mo Ruanmiao covered Mo Chutian's mouth, frowned and said anxiously: "Bah, bah, don't say these unlucky words."

Mo Chutian will live a long life and be free from worries.

Mo Chutian frowned, grabbed the man's knuckles and kissed it, the gloomy atmosphere dissipated in an instant, and his peach blossom eyes seemed to be full of affection when looking at the man, "Miaomiao, I mean it."

Mo Ruanmiao blushed when he saw him, frowned and said, "I know." After a while, she whispered again, "Me too."

Mo Chutian was elated, and felt that if he said more love words to his children, he might get a few words of response. Although in terms of love words, Mo Ruanmiao actually said more, but Mo Chutian didn't. I don't mind listening to a few more words.

The vehicle stopped in an open space in front of the cemetery, and Mo Chutian helped Mo Ruanmiao carefully arrange his clothes before taking him out of the car.Mo Chutian took the umbrella and bouquet from the bodyguard, and he gave the bouquet to Mo Ruanmiao, while he walked towards the cemetery with an umbrella in one hand and protection in the other.

All the people buried in the cemetery were from the Mo family in Hong Kong City. The rows of tombstones looked a bit gloomy on a rainy day. All the bodyguards were waiting in place, and only Mo Ruanmiao came up.

According to the information given by the Mo family, the two soon found Mordley's tomb. Mo Ruanmiao placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone. When his sight touched the cold stone, his heart tightened and he shrank. for a moment.

The rain was pattering, and Mo Ruanmiao stood there as if stunned. From the moment he stood here, he didn't say a word, and Mo Chutian was the most patient companion, who only held his lover when he was in a trance. Take that cold hand and tell him that you are here.

This tomb is the most impactful evidence these days, and the fact that Modley is dead at this moment is very clear in Mo Ruanmiao's mind.

What can be said?Mo Ruanmiao looked at the photo on the tombstone and found that he couldn't say a word, his eyes drooped slightly, and if there was an afterlife, he hoped that Mordley could be a good person.

Mo Ruanmiao felt that this should be the first and last time he came to see this man. After all, someone from the Mo family would remember to send a bouquet of flowers to this man every year. To Mordley, he was a lovely person. It doesn't matter whether you come to see him or not.

"Let's go," Mo Ruanmiao stretched out his hand from the umbrella, looking at the gloomy sky, "The rain is getting heavier."

"Okay." Mo Chutian said warmly, thinking that he would have to add another dress to Mo Ruanmiao later, and then put someone's hand in his own to keep warm.