Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

"No, I don't have any headache." Tang Xiao retreated feebly.

Mu Yunshen was not moved at all, "it doesn't hurt now, it will hurt later, don't move!"

“......”

Fortunately, in the middle of kneading, ah zhe finally couldn't bear to make a phone call to his smart young master, very tactfully reminding him of the fact that they still have heavy work.

Before leaving, president Mu asked Tang Xiao if he wanted to go to the bar again today. Tang Xiao smashed a pillow on his back as a refusal, and then went out happily.

I'm kidding. I couldn't help drinking a few more cups just because I was curious yesterday. Who knows it's like this! Anyway, she can't remember at all. Who knows what Mu Yun did yesterday.

Thinking of this, Tang Xiao couldn't hold back, and the corner of his mouth took a hard puff.

"Ah..." she turned over and rolled up the quilt, her head buried in the pillow, and she didn't want to move. The bad hangover sequelae soon reflected in her body one by one.

Before he was dizzy, Tang Xiao felt that he might not have gone to drink wine yesterday, or he might have been taken to the wharf by mu Yunshen to work as a porter all night after drinking wine. Otherwise, how could he be so tired.

Mu Yunshen's whole heart is tied to the tender little wife in the hotel. His work efficiency has reached an unprecedented new height. He finishes his work quickly and returns to the hotel in the afternoon. When he sees the snacks on the street, he stops to pack one.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Tang Xiaoti throwing his big slippers out with a crackle. He ran to the place where they put their luggage and searched for something.

"What are you looking for?" Mu Yunshen put down the snack bag in his hand, came and looked down. He saw that she turned out a colorful card from the bag. He couldn't help but ask strangely, "do you take the small ink painting with you?"

"What a little ink painting." Tang Xiao rolled his eyes at him, "this is from mom."

Said, she quickly compared the time, face instantly collapsed, "finished, not on."

"What's wrong?" Mu Yunshen was more and more confused, but was kicked by her white feet in her calf, "it's all your fault!"

"... what?"

"You see, this is the schedule given by my mother. I should be pregnant during this period of time. As you did last night, what if I was pregnant? It's more than two months earlier than my mother

"..." master Mu finally responded. He took a look at the best birth schedule given by his unreliable mother. He couldn't help but have a headache.

"How can such a day be so accurate? Don't worry about this. I've brought you something delicious. Would you like to try it first? "

Tang Xiao pouted his mouth, "it's easy for you to say that. Mom will go home and nag me what to do and how to tell her."

"You just say I'm not obedient and I have to force you to twist you like this and that..."

"Mu Yunshen!" Can this man have a proper shape!

He jokingly took her hand, "OK, I'm joking with you. Don't worry, it won't make you pregnant."

Tang Xiao raised his eyes to see him, but he pulled aside the paper bag, picked up a golden crisp fried fish and stuffed it into his mouth, and didn't pay much attention to it for a while.

But soon the thunder began to roll in her mind.

What does it mean she won't get pregnant? Although mu Yunshen is very kind to her, he is always dictatorial in bed. He never remembers what protective measures he takes, refuses to let her take medicine, and plays with all kinds of tricks. Where on earth does he have the confidence to promise that he will not make her pregnant?

Is he a middle-aged man with some hidden disease?

For a moment, Tang Xiao's mind is like ten thousand horses galloping, rolling past. He passes through all the human tragedies he saw with mu xiaorou before, and consciously changes all the protagonists into mu Yunshen's face.

The more she thought about it, the more reasonable and possible she felt.

She suddenly felt that the fried fish in her mouth was no longer fragrant. She chewed it tastelessly for a while, and then suddenly heard a mobile phone ring in her ear.

Mu Yunshen answered the phone, but he didn't know what he said. He just answered a few times, then he turned around and grabbed his coat, pinched it on Tang Xiaomian, and said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao. I have something urgent to go out now, and I'll be back right away."

Tang Xiaozheng was thinking wildly, and unconsciously came up with the dim water light in his eyes.