The crown prince's pet

The thinking of a pregnant woman made Mo Sijue a little unflattering.

No matter how reluctant he is, can he refuse when she sees her puffing out her stomach in aggrieved way and looking at him eagerly?

"Baby, wait, I'll go buy it!" Mo Sijue quickly put on his clothes and rolled off the bed, then picked up his wallet and car keys and ran downstairs.

The red Maybach was driving on the quiet pine road. When Mo Sijue arrived at the store, it hadn't opened yet. He waited for more than three hours with deep tiredness, afraid that Xinxin would not be able to wait, and then called back In the villa, instruct the butler to prepare snacks for Wenxin to take upstairs.

When he was the first to rush into the store in the early hours of the morning, the clerk was frightened by his hostility.

After buying the cake and milk tea that Wen Xin wanted to eat, Mo Sijue rushed back immediately, but Wen Xin, who had already slept, looked suddenly enlightened, coupled with her surprised face, "Oh, I don't want to eat now ..."

Mo Sijue wants to cry but has no tears!

Then he continued to coax behind her, "Honey, what do you want to eat, I'll go buy it..."

"I want to drink soy milk, freshly ground..." Wen Xin frowned critically and looked at him with a troubled look, Mo Sijue coaxed softly, "It's okay, you just want the milk from the sky Stars, I will find a way to pick them off for you!"

"Husband, you're so kind!" Wen Xin smiled sweetly at him, and when the two were making out, the sleepy Nuan Nuan had already run into their bedroom grabbing the scarf.

"Mom, comb your hair..."

Wen Xin couldn't laugh or cry, if she remembered correctly, today should be the weekend.

"Uncle Nangong wants to take me to the zoo, Mom, we made an agreement yesterday!" Nuan Nuan suddenly regained energy, and reminded her in front of Wen Nuan, she just remembered that she seemed to have mentioned it to her last night.

"Mom, hurry up, it's going to be too late!" Seeing Wen Xin not moving, the little girl directly took her hand and walked to the dressing table. His face was even more clouded.

Nangong Chen took his son to his house more and more frequently...

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The eight-month-old belly has already swelled so high, Wenxin was a little surprised at the amazing explosive power of the little guy, it seemed that he had grown a lot all of a sudden.

During this period of time, Mo Sijue was exhausted. Wenxin had to prepare supper when she was hungry, handed water when thirsty, beat her back when tired, and paid attention to prenatal education all the time. After finally making it to January, Wenxin's complexion improved A lot, and my belly grew bigger.

Lying warmly under the warm spring sun, Mo Sijue started to go on vacation two months ago, staying at home around the clock to accompany the delivery.

On the fairy chair in the garden, Wen Xin leaned on Mo Sijue's chest, and the two lay side by side in the special chair, Wen Xin touched her swollen belly, and rubbed Mo Sijue's arm, "Honey, the baby is about to be born." Alright, have you thought of a name yet?"

Mo Sijue devoted all his patience and care to this child.

Wenxin felt a little distressed for him in her heart. When she gave birth to Nuannuan, she just wanted to have a daughter by herself, so she let Nuannuan take her surname, but later she gave birth to Li Yan. His existence was doomed to be a mistake, and it was theirs. No one would like to touch the war.

This child is the hope of the Mo family, and it is also the precious grandson that Luo Kana is thinking about.

"I've thought about it a long time ago, Mo Xiyao..."

Mo Sijue had already thought of this name when Wen Wen gave birth to Li Yan. When he saw his son for the first time, he was moved in his heart. It was his blood, his son.

Later, Yin Zhenghao chose a name for the baby, and Mo Sijue acquiesced. In his heart, his child's last name doesn't matter. The most important thing is that his mother is warm, and that's enough!

"Xiyao?" Wen Xin chewed the name lightly, then smiled lightly, and buried her whole face in Mo Sijue's arms.

"Okay, I will listen to you!"

Little friend Mo Xiyao didn't know if he really wanted to prove his sense of existence, but when he was about to give birth in more than a month, the fetus moved very violently.

Sometimes, Wenxin wakes up in the middle of the night in pain, and it turns out that it was just the little guy kicking her.

She was a little helpless, the little guy who was so quiet suddenly became restless, could this be the potential rebellious factor in him.

Mo Sijue felt sorry for his wife, but he couldn't do anything to the little things in his stomach, so he could only keep touching her stomach to comfort her.

"My dear son, if you can't wait, come out! Don't bother your parents!"

Mo Sijue's words obviously didn't have any prestige for his son, and this situation continued until the day when the baby was due to be born, and the little guy didn't come out.

Wenxin is no longer calm, and neither is Mo Sijue.

"There won't be any problems, right?" Wen Xin has already been admitted to the hospital, but there is no sign that her stomach is about to give birth. The doctor suggested to regenerate when the amniotic fluid breaks, so they can only wait.

"The doctor said to move more, or else, should we exercise?" Mo Sijue raised his eyebrows, and said solemnly, and gave him a warm and angry look, "Fuck you!"

This man's thoughts are not pure until now!

Mo Sijue spread his hands, "Then I can't control this son anymore!"

One day passed, two days passed... a week passed!

The little girl Mo Xiyao was still in her mother's womb, Wen Xin couldn't wait any longer, but the doctor said it was a normal phenomenon, and when the tenth day passed the expected date of delivery, Wen Xin was still on the phone with Yin Tianqi.

"Second brother, when are you coming back?"

Counting with his fingers, it has been almost a year since he left, and now Xiyao is about to give birth. During this year, Yin Tianqi worked very hard, he has been working hard, trying to stand up again.

But a year ago, his injury was too serious, and now he can get rid of the wheelchair and walk with crutches. This process is tormenting, long and painful for him!

However, with such results, Wen Xin is already very happy. In a year, many things can be changed. Wen Xin doesn't know, is his happiness still there?

Yin Tianqi at the other end was silent for a while, then asked with concern, "Is it still alive?"

"Well...it's been ten days, second brother, I'm a little worried..."

Before she could finish her warm words, she suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain in her abdomen, and then the microphone she was holding slipped from her hand, and when a stream of wet and sticky liquid flowed out from between her legs, she seemed to have a premonition of something.

"Xin'er, Xin'er..." Yin Tianqi heard her low cry all of a sudden, and cried out anxiously.

Wen Xin pressed the call bell on the bedside with her arm, and the doctor outside the door rushed in quickly, hurriedly pushing Wen Xin into the delivery room.