Just such a sentence kept Mo Ruanmiao awake all afternoon. Even if Mo Chutian repeatedly assured him that Zhao Manzhen would not find it strange, he still felt a little awkward. He would do this because of Zhao Manzhen's special status. Seeing Mo Qixing, he would only get more nervous.
Seeing people like this, Mo Chutian was very annoyed, what are you talking about so quickly? It's not that he doesn't know that Mo Ruanmiao is thin-skinned, so he should give someone a buffer time anyway,
Since he didn't sleep in the afternoon, Mo Ruanmiao simply got up and went to the studio to draw. Only then could his heart be calmer. Now his mind is full of how to explain how this child came to Zhao Manzhen, but this matter He didn't know either.
Mo Chutian had no choice but to take the tablet and follow him to the studio.
The afternoon passed by, and Mo Ruanmiao was in a hurry, Zhao Manzhen was coming soon, but he hadn't decided what to say. Thinking of this, he went directly to the cloakroom and searched for Chunqiu's windbreaker. Since there is no way to explain it, let's cover it up first.
Mo Chutian folded his arms and followed behind Mo Ruanmiao without saying a word, to see what he was going to do. Seeing that someone actually brought out two windbreakers, Mo Chutian hurriedly took the windbreaker from him, dumbfounded. Put it back in place.
"Why are you snatching my clothes?" Mo Ruanmiao wanted to get another windbreaker again, but just as she stretched out her hand, someone hugged her from behind.
Mo Chutian kissed his neck, and the person in his arms calmed down immediately, "You dress like that, mom must think I did something to you." He turned the person around and said, "You are still in France. I told my mother about it when I was in the middle of the day, and she must have digested it after so many days."
He added: "There is no need to explain to her how this child came about. If she wants to know, she can just go to Dr. He and George directly, and she is guaranteed to be professional."
Mo Ruanmiao looked down at the ground, raised her head after a while, and whispered, "Why didn't you tell me this earlier? I'm really nervous."
Mo Chutian followed up politely: "Yes, it's all my fault."
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Ms. Zhao arrived at Xihua on time. She was wearing a long floral dress, her curly hair hung on her shoulders, her makeup was light, and her sharp edges were hidden. mother.
As soon as she arrived in Xihua, Zhao Manzhen pulled Mo Ruanmiao to talk, completely ignoring her tall and burly son. She is over fifty years old, and most of the little sisters and former partners around her have already embraced their grandchildren. Seeing that Mo Chutian was so old, she didn't have a settled idea, and her thoughts about having grandchildren also faded away a lot. Later, when Mo Chutian went directly to Mo Ruanmiao, the little expectation in her heart was completely extinguished. .
Turning off the fire does not mean not expecting it, so the current situation only surprised Zhao Manzhen.
There was still time to eat, so at half past six, a few people moved to the dining table.
Zhao Manzhen looked at the dishes carefully, and asked: "Did you ask someone to plan it?"
Mo Chutian first served Mo Ruanmiao a bowl of soup, which was specially stewed for him. He didn't want to repeat the same amount every day because he was afraid that people would get tired of eating it. "It's the recipe given by Dr. He."
Dr. He sat on the other side, she said with a smile: "This is a recipe prepared according to the young master's physique, Madam can rest assured."
During the meal, Zhao Manzhen's eyes stayed on Mo Ruanmiao, and the more she looked at her, the more she frowned, and she ate too little. After eating, Zhao Manzhen found an excuse to call Mo Chutian into the study alone.
Zhao Manzhen has conceived a child before, so she naturally understands the hardships of this process, and also knows the nutrients needed for this process. If the supply of nutrients is insufficient, the mother will suffer a lot, and it is similar if it is a man.
"Has Miaomiao always eaten so little?" Zhao Manzhen asked with her delicate eyebrows twisted.
"Before pregnancy, he ate less. Three months ago, he basically vomited whatever he ate. Recently, he has been much better. In fact, he just seems to eat less, and the daily extra meals are enough." Mo Chu God explained.
Zhao Manzhen nodded, "That's good." She sighed, "You have to treat Miaomiao better. A woman needs careful care from her husband when she becomes pregnant, and a man needs an extra layer of psychological pressure, but Mom believes you know it well."
Zhao Manzhen's guess was indeed good. Mo Chutian did a lot better than many fathers in this regard, and since Mo Ruanmiao was pregnant, except for the period when he first learned the news, he had almost no extra psychological pressure in the days to come. , just thinking about how to educate children after they are born every day.
During this period of time, Mo Chutian's energy was focused on Mo Ruanmiao. If he hadn't returned to S City, he would have almost forgotten about Modley. This time, meeting Zhao Manzhen was just a chance to have a good chat.
Regarding matters related to her own family, Zhao Manzhen always went up.?When going to work, Mo Ruanmiao doesn¡¯t feel bored staying at home alone. She spends a while in the studio every day, or goes to the greenhouse to arrange flowers and plants, and sometimes takes some photos with a SLR.
He has social accounts both at home and abroad, and occasionally uploads after shooting. Foreign accounts are used more frequently, so they also have more fans.
Mo Ruanmiao has been thinking about some things these two days, and he feels that something is wrong with Mo Chutian recently, as if he is testing something. For example, the day before yesterday, the other party asked him if he had other relatives. He had them in his memory, but he didn¡¯t have them in his growth trajectory. Faced with this question, of course he shook his head. But Mo Chutian seemed to know something.
Mo Ruanmiao felt a little uneasy.
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