On the way home, Wen Ran leaned in the downed chair with some sleepiness, her eyes gently closed.

In the main driver's seat, Mo Xiuchen's big palm with distinct joints firmly held the steering wheel, his narrow and deep eyes looked straight ahead, occasionally turning his eyes to Wen Ran who was resting in the passenger seat with his eyes closed.

In the carriage with suitable temperatures, there are brisk children's songs playing, and listening to the song makes people feel happy.

When he got home, Mo Xiuchen parked the car and found that Wen Ran was actually asleep.

Looking at her gentle eyebrows, a layer of gentle pity appeared in his eyes. He untied his seat belt, held the seat with his hands, leaned over, kissed her dotingly, and fell on her delicate lips.

"Xiuchen, have you arrived at home?"

Wen Ran was awakened by his kiss.

There was still a hint of sleepiness in his eyes when he opened his eyes. Seeing Mo Xiuchen's eyes, his throat tightened inexplicably.

He quickly stood up, unbuttoned his seat belt for her, and said softly: "Ranran, get out of the car and go back to the room to sleep."

"good."

Wen Ran agreed with a smile.

After getting out of the car, Mo Xiuchen held her hand and entered the villa with his fingers in contact, went upstairs, accompanied her back to the master bedroom, and let her lie on the bed. He would gently massage her legs on the edge of the bed.

"Ranran, is it comfortable?"

Seeing Wen Ran closing his eyes, Mo Xiuchen asked silently.

"Well, it's very comfortable, Xiuchen, your massage skills are getting better and better." Wen Ran did not open his eyes, but just a happy smile appeared on his lips.

Mo Xiuchen raised his handsome eyebrows proudly and said with a smile: "Of course, it's not only the massage technique, but in fact, many of my skills are good, but some are not able to be used."

"What technology cannot be used, do you mean the editorial?"

Wen Ran has not allowed Mo Xiuchen to toss her hair any more these days. Mo Xiuchen has not made her new hairstyle for several days.

"no."

Mo Xiuchen denied it.

Wen Ran opened his eyes and looked at his smiling handsome face, and asked with a smile: "Isn't it a braid? What is that? Is it cooking?"

“Not it.”

Wen Ran's eyebrows slightly frowned, "This is not that, that is, what is it."

Seeing that she couldn't guess, Mo Xiuchen stopped his movements and smiled ambiguously: "Ranran, there is another way, you didn't guess the skills on the bed."

"Go to yours, you can't be more serious in bed."

Wen Ran scolded funnyly.

Mo Xiuchen said without any shame: "I am very serious, Ranran, do you think my skills in bed are not good?"

Wen Ran was choked by his and couldn't speak for a while.

No matter how he answers this question, he can't answer it.

"Don't say these words in front of your baby, as they are not conducive to healthy prenatal education." Wen Ran had no choice but to talk to the baby.

Mo Xiuchen laughed, "Ranran, don't always use the baby as an excuse. After the baby is born, I will prove it to you and let you be convinced."

The words "in-one oral" Mo Xiuchen deliberately increased his tone, making him blush with infinite ambiguousness.

A certain picture appeared in front of Wen Ran's eyes. He suddenly felt his face hot and he kicked him in a slight annoyance, "Go away, don't want you to massage."

Mo Xiuchen gently grabbed her ankle, and his smile was charming and charming: "Ranran, don't be angry. When you give birth to a baby, I will definitely compensate you well and ensure that you are satisfied."

"Besides, I will ignore you."

Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen's handsome face with a charming smile, and his heart pounded, and his face was a little hot.

"Okay, I won't say it, Ranran, what do you think of the name I chose?"

Mo Xiuchen turned the topic to the point, and the smile on his face became more serious, gentle and charming, no longer with a hint of evil as before.

Wen Ran nodded, "Satisfied, actually, I think every name my dad has given me is good."

"It's okay, let's keep it and use it slowly."

Mo Xiuchen said calmly, as if it was not about having children, but about buying toys, and you can buy as much as you want.

Wen Ran frowned and said unhappily: "Do you really want me to give you ten or eight children and turn them into a pig?"

"I don't want to." Mo Xiuchen curled his smile and lowered his eyes. His eyes stayed on her round belly for a few seconds. When he looked up at her, a hint of distress appeared in his deep eyes, "Then let it be used for Akai and A Jin."

Wen Ran felt warm in her heart. Knowing that Mo Xiuchen felt sorry for her, she pursed her lips and called him softly: "Xiuchen."

"Um."

Mo Xiuchen answered gently, condensed her eyes, and her love was as deep as the sea.

"hug."

Wen Ran met him with a doting smile, and couldn't help but act coquettishly.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed, and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened. He leaned over and gently hugged her into his arms. His broad palm gently patted her back, and fell on her ears with a low and magnetic voice, "Ranran, I love you."

Not knowing what he thought of, Wen Ran's eyes suddenly became hot, and a layer of mist appeared in his watery eyes.

She gently hugged his delicate and sexy waist with both hands and buried her face deep in his chest. Such a quiet hug made her heart full of warmth.

Although Mo Xiuchen in the eyes of outsiders is cold and loving, he cherishes his words like gold, but in Wen Ran's eyes, Mo Xiuchen is a very warm and romantic man.

He was still very affectionate and dedicated. The adjectives she knew were not enough to describe his goodness when used on him.

Whenever I think about how I can spend my whole life with such an excellent and perfect man in this life, Wen Ran feels that I must have accumulated virtue in the past few lives.

"If I hadn't given birth to ten or eight, I would still be willing to give birth to it."

Her voice came from his chest, low.

Mo Xiuchen was stunned at first, and then let out a series of low and pleasant laughter, pulling Wen Ran out of his arms.

"Ranran, aren't you afraid of turning into a pig...what happened? Are you crying?"

When she touched her wet eyes, Mo Xiuchen asked nervously.

Wen Ran shook his head and smiled with his lips: "No."

"Why are your eyes wet? You want to cry? I was moved by what I said I just now that I love you?"

A smile flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes and he joked about her.

Wen Ran did not deny it, nodded seriously, Qinghong's water eyes looked at his handsome face: "Xiuchen, we will be together forever, right?"

"Of course, it's not just random thoughts."

Mo Xiuchen chuckled and stroked her face docilely. He read the book and said that when a woman is pregnant, she is prone to emotional ups and downs, depression, insecurity, etc.

Therefore, he took as much time as possible to accompany Ranran, and tried not to make her feel wronged and lonely.

Wen Ran pursed his lips and said softly: "I don't have random thoughts, I just feel too happy and feel a little unreal, like a dream."

She has been so happy these few months that she can't believe it.
Chapter completed!