Fortunately, he disappeared, otherwise Zhang Mofei's life would be ruined.

Cheng Ningyou raised his head and looked at Pei Mochen's face. There were waves of tenderness in his dark eyes, and his brows were slightly frowned, a little childish.

"Are you jealous?" she asked softly.

He never asked about the child's father. He knew she was pregnant five years ago, but he never asked.

Maybe he also inquired about the child's father from others, but it was not true.

How can I have no idea in my heart, how can I not taste it.

Every time she thinks of having another man in her body, she feels guilty, uncomfortable, and disgusted.

She slowly took her hands off his body, and lowered her eyelids, not daring to look at his fair and clean face again.

Pei Mochen looked at the small movements made by the woman in his arms, and regretted mentioning that she missed her father. She was drunk at that time, and besides, she also lost her memory at that time. He shouldn't mention things about the past. .

He tightened his arms, bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead, "From now on, you will always be mine, why should I be jealous? That man's child is now hugging my neck and calling me Dad every day, I am very happy."

He rolled over and pressed her under him, pulling the quilt over his head.

"Haha, don't."

"itch……"

"Haha, raise your itch, stop scratching."

The two were fighting hotly, Cheng Ningyou suddenly stopped struggling, and lifted the quilt, "It's not good."

Pei Mochen asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

"Something has happened." Cheng Ningyou said, jumping off the bed, and ran into the bathroom barefoot.

She was so busy that she forgot all about it, menstruation was just these few days.

Sitting on the toilet, she suddenly remembered that this was Pei Mochen's room. There were no sanitary napkins, but she had them in her bag.

package on the first floor.

She got up and opened the bathroom door, "Yangyang, go to the first floor and help me get the bag up. There are sanitary napkins in it."

After shouting, he closed the door again.

"..." Pei Mochen looked down at his raised breasts, feeling miserable.

Going down to the ground.

Cheng Ning threw the bag on the sofa in the living room when he entered the room worryingly.

Pei Mo sank down the stairs, and Lao Pei was still sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Dad, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Walking to the sofa, he bent down to pick up Cheng Ningyou's bag.

"Your mother went to toss up the soup, let me stay here with her." Pei Yifeng's tone was full of resentment.

But so what if you complain, the queen speaks, you still have to obey obediently.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Lu Anyi came out of the restaurant with a bowl in her hand that was steaming.

Seeing Pei Mochen, she smiled and said, "Mochen, I'm about to give you soup. It's just in time for you to come down. Drink it while it's hot. Mom has stewed it for nearly two hours."

Holding the soup, he walked up to Pei Mochen carefully, and stirred the milk-like turtle soup with a spoon.

He blew with his mouth again.

The fire in Pei Mochen's body hasn't vented yet, and the woman is having trouble again, what will happen if he drinks this bowl of turtle soup?

Will the second child stand still?

Looking down at the turtle soup in Ms. Lu's hand, she also thoughtfully sprinkled some chopped green onions, which smelled like green onions.

He thought about it, and said in a discussing tone, "Mom, I'm so full tonight, let's make this soup tomorrow."

It is said that the turtle is a great tonic, and based on Ms. Lu's research on this aspect for many years, there must be other supplements added to this turtle soup, which must be very powerful.

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