Wen Ran smiled with his lips and pretended to be confused, "Isn't it? Then why didn't you dare to agree just now?"

“Didn’t I tell the reason?”

Gu Kai raised his eyebrows lightly, looked at Wen Ran from the rearview mirror, and added: "Originally, I hoped you would check on my brother, but now it seems that you are just thinking about your sister-in-law crazy. I decided not to count on you in the future."

"I can't count on me. You want to live with you for a lifetime when you marry a wife."

Wen Ran pouted.

Gu Kai smiled and said, "No, I will wait for my little nephew and little niece to be born, so that they can choose an aunt."

"If Sister Wei hears you, she will be sad."

Wen Ran looked at him and couldn't help but stroke his abdomen. Over the past few months, this movement has almost become a habit.

"Ranran, Bai Yiyi's ankle sprained, do you know?"

Gu Kai smiled and asked differently.

Wen Ran was stunned at first, and then looked at him in surprise: "I don't know when this happened."

"It's been many days. It's probably before you went abroad. She was A Jin's secretary. Didn't A Jin tell you?"

Gu Kai turned his eyes and looked at Wen Ran in confusion.

That day, he went to the company to find Wen Jin, and Bai Yiyi's feet had not yet healed. The next day, he wanted to be kind and ask her to go to the hospital to check her if her foot was broken or broken.

Unexpectedly, Bai Yiyi arrived at the hospital gate but did not go in.

Thinking of this, Gu Kai felt anger again. That woman was really ungrateful.

"My brother didn't mention it, brother, how did you know? Have you seen Yiyi?"

In fact, what Wen Ran wanted to ask was whether he was embarrassed by Bai Yiyi when he saw her again.

Gu Kai nodded and said carelessly: "That day I went to the pharmaceutical factory to find A Jin. When I saw Bai Yiyi's feet turning. Thinking that you and her are friends, I will tell you."

"I'll call and ask."

Wen Ran thought about it, took out his cell phone and called Bai Yiyi.

Gu Kai was driving the car intently, unable to hear what Bai Yiyi said on the phone, but when he heard Wen Ran's words, he could probably guess what the other party said.

**

In the afternoon, Luo Haofeng rushed to City G from his business trip.

When he called Mo Xiuchen, Wen Ran was working with him in Mo Xiuchen's office.

When Luo Haofeng heard that Wen Ran was there, he rushed to the company directly.

"Ranran, A Feng will arrive in a while." After hanging up the phone, Mo Xiuchen said to Wen Ran who was nestled on the sofa.

Wen Ran said 'oh', picked up a cherry and fed it into her mouth, and continued to read the magazine. It was the magazine she ordered after she became pregnant.

Seeing that she was focused on magazines and was lazy, Mo Xiuchen couldn't help but frown jealously, came out from behind the desk, walked to the sofa a few steps, and reached out to take away the magazines in her hand.

Wen Ran raised her eyes and saw Mo Xiuchen's handsome facial features slightly serious lines. She chuckled and said, "Xiuchen, what's wrong with you?"

"Jealous."

After Mo Xiuchen finished speaking, he threw the magazine onto another sofa, sat down next to Wen Ran, put his long arms over her waist, and put her body into his arms.

Wen Ran smiled and looked at Mo Xiuchen's jealous face. Although he took her into his arms, his face was still unhappy.

"Xiuchen, you won't be jealous of a magazine. You just said, Luo Haofeng will arrive in a while, and I heard it and answered you."

Wen Ran pulled Mo Xiuchen's sleeve with his little hand, coaxing him like a tone of coaxing a child.

"Yes, Ranran, you ignore me because of a magazine. If our baby is born in the future, wouldn't you ignore me even more?"

Mo Xiuchen has been jealous many times, but he has not shown this before.

He found that every time Ranran saw something about his baby, he didn't like to pay attention to him.

He had long wanted to throw this magazine away, and he was fighting against him, and he was simply seeking death.

"How could it be that you clearly used me as experimental subjects for our daughter. Look, the hairstyle on my head is the best proof."

Wen Ran pointed at his hair, and his eyes were filled with a smile.

Mo Xiuchen looked at Wen Ran's hairstyle, and a smile finally appeared on his handsome face. He lowered his eyes and stroked her slightly bulging abdomen. He said expectantly: "Ranran, how long will it take to feel the fetal movement?"

"This is not necessarily the case. Everyone is different. Some are earlier and some are later."

Wen Ran explained uncertainly. Seeing Mo Xiuchen gently stroked her abdomen, she felt the temperature of her big palm through the fabric, and a hint of warmth appeared in her heart.

"It's better to be later. The earlier the fetal movement, the more you suffer."

Mo Xiuchen frowned and said with some contradiction.

"This is not your final decision. Xiu Chen, I don't feel that I have suffered. On the contrary, I am very happy because this is the child of both of us."

After hearing what she said, Mo Xiuchen's handsome eyebrows stretched out again, and a hint of gentleness appeared in his eyes, "Ranran, after the baby is born, I will definitely let them be filial to you."

"A newborn baby knows how to be filial?"

Wen Ran looked at him with a funny look.

Mo Xiuchen's words were deliberately misinterpreted by her. She shaved her nose with her fingers and said seriously: "Maybe, our baby is a genius. I have worked hard to educate them in the past few months so that they can understand filial piety to their mothers as soon as they are born."

"So, your bragging skills are so good."

Wen Ran's eyebrows and eyes were joking.

"Ranran, I have even better abilities."

Mo Xiuchen's smiling eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth were raising pride.

"What skills, let's hear it."

Wen Ran's head tilted on the back of the sofa, his eyes blinked brightly.

Mo Xiuchen's arms, which were wrapped around her shoulders, slightly closed, lowered his head, and his sexy thin lips pressed against her ears. His lowered voice exuded a three-point charm: "Ranran, don't you know, when you're on the bed."

"screw you."

Wen Ran reached out and pushed him away, and his fair little face flushed because of his ambiguous movements and words just now.

Mo Xiuchen took advantage, laughed happily, grabbed her shoulders, and said happily: "Ranran, I'll help you with massage."

When Luo Haofeng came, Mo Xiuchen was focusing on pinching Wen Ran's legs. He pushed the door and saw the warm and happy scenes of the two people on the sofa, and was stunned for a moment.

"A Feng, what are you doing standing there?"

Mo Xiuchen glanced at the door from the corner of his eyes, and did not stop his hand movements.

Luo Haofeng curled his lips and smiled, strode to the sofa, looking at Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, "I don't want to disturb your world, why don't I come in again later."

"Xiaochen, it's OK."

While Wen Ran spoke softly, he reached out and grabbed Mo Xiuchen's big hand, preventing him from continuing to pinch his legs.
Chapter completed!