Wanxing was also startled, "No..."

"Then you stand here!" Mo Yaochen pulled her and realized how thin her arm was. I'll go, why is a pregnant woman so thin?!

It's like they abused her all day long...

All she eats is absorbed by the one in her belly?!

Bei Wanxing stood firm with his strength. She looked at him with her big eyes. Mo Yaochen was sensational in her body. He turned his face coldly, "Don't stare at me, I'm so annoyed!"

"Do you hate me?"

"Do you want to fall?"

“…”

Wanxing closed his mouth and did not speak anymore.

After standing silently for a few minutes, just when Wanxing thought Mo Yaochen would not pay attention to her, he suddenly heard the man speak, his voice a little tolerantly low, "Your eyes... always make me feel very similar to her."

This may...is also why he can't help but care about her.

Anything related to Baozaoyue... he couldn't help but want to protect and catch him.

He had lost her for too long... and he was almost forgetting what it felt like to have her.

He finally realized that he had never cherished her before.

"What?" Wan Xing looked up in surprise when he heard this, "She..."

"My wife."

“…my eyes?”

"Um."

Mo Yaochen nodded and turned slowly. Bei Wanxing saw that his eyes were filled with pain, and there was no longer the cynical and hippie smile on his usual days.

He is more like an injured animal at this moment, and no matter how much he licks his wound, he still feels painful.

For some reason, Wan Xing felt a slight pain in his heart when he saw him like this. She asked softly, "What's your wife's name?"

"Bao..." Mo Yaochen paused and answered her with a rare opportunity, "Bei Wanxing."

"cowry?"

"The shells of the shells, the night stars of the stars."

"Bei Wanxing..." Wanxing read it several times, and unexpectedly found it very easy to say. She smiled, "A nice name."

"Of course my wife sounds nice," Mo Yaochen glanced at her coldly, "You think everyone is as rustic as you, and Jenny, why don't you call Winnie?"

Bei Wanxing, “…”

This man's mouth... is really hard to say if he doesn't hurt others.

Wanxing rolled her eyes and then asked in a low voice, "Can I see your wife's photos? I'm very curious about her."

I'm curious...what kind of woman is that she can be lucky enough to be his wife.

Mo Yaochen pursed his lips and turned his face away, "No."

“…”

After a few minutes, he turned his face back, holding his cell phone in his hand, his tone was a little stiff, "I can only take a look."

"Okay." Wanxing nodded quickly. Mo Yaochen handed her the phone. Without opening the album, his screensaver was a photo of him and Bei Wanxing.

The background is on the big bed in the master bedroom. Mo Yaochen hugged her naked, with his chin on her head, and Bei Wanxing leaned against his arms in his pajamas, with his hands in a shape of love.

It can be seen that they had just woken up, their eyes were curved with sleepy eyes but smiling. In the photo, Bei Wanxing had two buttons of his pajamas, and a kiss mark on his snow-white neck was clearly visible.

Obviously, it's not long since...

Wanxing looked at the photo and his face was a little red inexplicably. She said sincerely, "You are very compatible."

"Of course, I said it was my wife!" Who would Bao Zaoyue befriend him if she didn't?!

"Do you have a lot of photos?"
Chapter completed!