During these days of recuperating at home, Aunt Chen made tonic soup for Mo Ruanmiao every day. All kinds of expensive ingredients were put into the soup. He thought about asking Mo Chutian to drink some for him.
Mo Chutian was reluctant at first, seeing that Mo Ruanmiao was so thin, he wished he could eat more, and even helped Aunt Chen supervise Mo Ruanmiao to finish the soup. That's a lot, but Mo Ruanmiao has a small appetite, and after drinking the soup, he doesn't want to eat so much.
At night, Mo Ruanmiao tossed and turned on the bed with his pillow in his arms. He was very distressed and didn't know how to make Mo Chutian agree to his request.
"What's wrong?" As soon as Mo Chutian entered the door, he saw Mo Ruanmiao swaying back and forth under the quilt.
Mo Ruanmiao stopped, he put the pillow aside, and then climbed to the edge of the bed, he looked up at Mo Chutian, with some pitiful eyes: "Brother, can you help me drink some soup? Can't finish it."
There is no room for negotiation on this matter, Mo Chutian said: "I asked, this kind of nutrient intake should be, your body needs these."
"But it's too much, I eat well every day." Mo Ruanmiao acted like a baby to Mo Chutian, blinking his eyes, as if he could cry to Mo Chutian in the next second.
Mo Chutian held his shoulder and said: "Miaomiao, I eat with you every day, do you think I don't know how much you eat?"
Mo Ruanmiao pursed her lips, and changed another trick. As soon as he raised his hand, he hugged Mo Chutian's waist, and then leaned his head on him. He said anxiously, "I ate a lot, I work hard every day to eat, and I am not picky about my food." Later, he softened his tone, "Can you tell Aunt Chen not to cook so much?"
Mo Ruanmiao knew that Aunt Chen must listen to the dietitian and doctor on this matter, and the nutritionist and doctor must listen to Mo Chutian. He can only solve this problem from the root.
"I can't." Mo Chutian pushed him away from his arms.
Mo Ruanmiao was a little angry, he lowered his head, and didn't want to talk to Mo Chutian for the time being.
Mo Chutian thought Mo Ruanmiao was so cute, but when his eyes touched his thin body, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Mo Ruanmiao's physique is too bad, Mo Chutian talked with Mo Qixing because of this matter, he learned from Mo Qixing that although Mo Ruanmiao was born with some deficiencies, his body was not that weak, it was because of him After his mother passed away, his physical condition took a sharp turn for the worse.
At this time, Mo Ruanmiao suddenly opened his mouth to pull back Mo Chutian's thoughts, but once the worry came up, he couldn't suppress it. He looked at the obedient person kneeling on the bed, and only felt that he wanted to make Mo Ruanmiao happy , so that the body can gradually improve.
Mo Ruanmiao didn't know what Mo Chutian was thinking, he only knew that he had to settle this matter tonight, after thinking about it, he felt that only by presenting the facts before Mo Chutian's eyes could he convince the other party.
So, he lifted up the corner of his clothes, and a soft and white waist was exposed in the air. Mo Chutian was dazed for a second or two by Mo Ruanmiao's sudden movement, and then his His eyes darkened for a moment.
Mo Ruanmiao had never experienced anything before, and he didn't know what was hidden in his actions. His eyes were innocent, and there was a bit of pretending to be pitiful. He moved forward again, and then held Mo Ruanmiao. Chutian's hand.
Mo Chutian's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong, but certain emotions paralyzed his nerves, and when he wanted to pull his hand away, it was too late, the soft and delicate touch under his palm was extremely obvious, and his breathing suddenly became a bit heavy.
The instigator didn't notice anything wrong with the other person, he even moved that big hand on his belly a little bit, he was also a little shy, but he did it anyway.
"Brother," Mo Ruanmiao blinked and said with a smile, "Have you noticed something is wrong?"
Mo Chutian didn't speak, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he didn't dare to say it. He was afraid that his voice would scare Mo Ruan Miao. He was a mature and normal man, and he would react even if he didn't intend to touch Mo Ruan Miao.
Mo Ruanmiao smiled happily and said, "Do you think my stomach is bulging?"
He asked himself and answered: "It's because I ate too much, and I'm really full."
Mo Ruanmiao was obviously talking nonsense with his eyes open, the exposed belly was very flat, without any ups and downs, but what he said seemed to be true, as if he could feel what he wanted with Mo Chutian's movements. Same arc as mentioned.
Mo Chutian pulled out his hand suddenly, his eyes were heavy, his voice was extremely hoarse, and there was a hint of danger hidden, he shouted: "Mo Ruanmiao."
 over and over.
So, he said: "Can you say it again?"
"I will miss you too." Mo Chutian repeated.
After getting these words, Mo Ruanmiao smiled so much that her brows and eyes were crooked, and the corners of her eyes and brows were full of smiles.
It's just that this pleasant and warm atmosphere didn't last long. Zhao Manzhen called when he was approaching Xihua. After returning from Hong Kong City, Mo Chutian started a cold war with Ms. Zhao tacitly. Now he doesn't really want to answer. This call.
The phone kept ringing, and Mo Ruanmiao saw that Mo Chutian's face was not very good-looking again, so she thought about it and asked, "Who is it?"
Mo Chutian stroked Mo Ruanmiao's hair and said, "My mother."
Zhao Manzhen kept calling persistently, but Mo Chutian finally answered the phone in fear of something urgent, the two of them always spoke concisely and clearly, Zhao Manzhen had nothing urgent, just went back to S City for two days, and now wanted to come to Xihua for a sit down.
"No time." Mo Chutian replied with a frown.
Zhao Manzhen was not angry either, she sneered and said, "I heard that you took care of the child for a month without taking off your clothes, why didn't you even have half a day to come to mother's place?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com