Jun Mohan shook his hand, missing the feeling of holding her hand just now.

A sense of happiness came over him, and he actually longed to hold hands like this for the rest of his life.

Wenxin originally planned to eat in the store, but Jun Mohan asked to take it away, so she had no choice but to comply.

Because there were many people in the night market, and Jun Mohan walked very fast, Wenxin had to carry his things through the crowd, and he couldn't catch up with him even if he hurried or slowed down.

There was no sound of the woman chirping behind him, so Jun Mohan had no choice but to turn around and look at the woman who was far behind and buried in the sea of ​​people. He frowned and hurriedly walked over to hold her hand.

"Why so slow?"

"It's because your legs are too long."

The two came to the bicycle. Wen Xin looked at his red hand that was pulled by him and said, "Uncle, can you let go?"

Only now did Jun Mohan realize that he was reluctant to let go of her hand. He immediately let go with a blushing face, and said in a hurry as he rode on the bicycle path: "You think I like to pull? It's not because you walk too slowly."

"Oh! Really? I thought my hand was too soft for you to let go."

It was meant as a casual joke, but Jun Mohan let out a sigh of shame, almost blowing off the beard from the corner of his mouth, and he hurriedly held it down.

"You're so passionate, I'm not interested in you."

He made a muffled sound, a little annoyed that he couldn't take his eyes off her tonight. When he closed his eyes, all he could think about was this woman, and he felt like he was really sick.

Wen Xin sat in the car with a pouty mouth.

The car started, accompanied by neon lights, and shuttled throughout the city, forming a perfect scenery.

Originally it was not that far from home, but the bike arrived at the community twenty-five minutes later. I parked it and waited warmly and honestly, which was a little embarrassing.

Because the two of them didn't speak during the whole journey, she said a few words, but they ignored her.

Wenxin thought that she might have gone too far with her joke and made him angry, so she didn't say anything.

"Why are you standing there? Go home!"

After locking the car, he got in first, not forgetting to make fun of her.

"Oh!" Wenxin followed him in small steps. As soon as she entered the elevator and closed the door, her stomach rumbled loudly, and she covered her stomach in embarrassment.

Jun Mohan on the side glanced at her profile and said, "Eat first when you're hungry."

Wen Xin breathed a sigh of relief, took out the stinky tofu and said, "You told me earlier that I was starving to death. I didn't dare to eat it because you kept looking so grim."

Jun Mohan said calmly: "I've always been like this."

In fact, Jun Mohan originally planned to eat in the store, but when he looked up, he accidentally saw a chef picking his nose and continuing to bake something. His throat instantly rolled, and he almost vomited out. He swore he would never go to that place again.

So I asked her to pack it up and come back.

He definitely won't eat it either.

When I got home, Wen Xin changed my slippers, threw my bag on the sofa, and went straight to the dining table.

"Hey! Uncle, come and eat."

Jun Mohan raised his eyebrows and refused directly: "I'm not hungry and don't want to eat."

"Then I'll eat."

Wen Wen sat down, holding beef skewers in his left hand and stinky tofu in his right hand, eating with a greasy mouth.

At this time, Mrs. Jun sent a message, and Wen Xin took a look at it.

Mrs. Jun: [Girl, don’t forget to convince Mo Han to have a baby with you!]

Wenxin closed her eyes and replied helplessly.

Wen Xin: [Grandma, don’t worry, we will win him at the earliest this year or next year at the latest.]

Old Mrs. Jun: [Grandma is old and can’t wait too long, so you have to hurry up.]

Wen Xin: [Okay, grandma, I’ll mention it to him later. 】

Jun Mohan turned on the TV.

Wen Xin said while eating: "Uncle, you have helped me so much. When you plan to have a child, I will be ready for you at any time. This is a reward."

The sudden words shocked Jun Mohan so much that he hit his tongue. He took a breath in pain and felt a fishy salty taste on the tip of his tongue.

His hand holding the remote control had nowhere to place it.

After a long while, he said in a cold voice: "Don't even think about it. It's impossible for us. It's best to get rid of this idea."

Wen Xin knew that he would be excited, and it was just a random test, and he didn't want to get better.

She shrugged jokingly and said with a smile: "Don't worry! If you don't want it, I can't tie you to the bed and force it!"

"you!"

Jun Mohan was too angry to refute her and just stared at her.

After a game of Wenxin, he hummed a little tune in a good mood and went to the water dispenser to get water. He didn't forget to put the stinky tofu in front of him and said, "Uncle, are you sure you don't want some."

Looking at the stinky tofu approaching, he quickly moved away and said in disgust: "I won't come."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and said, "By the way, after eating, I took a shower and cleaned the table. I don't want to see any dirt when I get up tomorrow morning."

After saying this, he stood up and walked towards the room.

Early the next morning, Wenxin received a message from Xiao Han before she even got up. She had a fetal contamination and was in the hospital. She wanted Wenxin to lend her a thousand yuan.

When Wenxin heard the news, he immediately transferred one thousand to her and ran downstairs without even eating breakfast.

During the phone call, she learned that Xiao Han was hit by Zhang Guodong's sister's three-year-old son, who hit her head on her stomach, and then smashed her whole body to the ground with soup. There was slight bleeding and she needed to be protected, and her belly was also injured.

scald.

The child was also splashed with soup on his chest, causing a small patch of red on his chest.

Her mother-in-law and sister-in-law were very angry and didn't care about Xiao Han. They yelled at Xiao Han and made Xiao Han cry.

Wenxin dislikes this naughty child very much, and is even dissatisfied with Xiao Han's mother-in-law and sister-in-law. The grandson is important, but isn't the child in Xiao Han's belly important?

They were all bleeding, and even if they asked for money to protect the fetus, they wouldn't give them.

Zhang Guodong was about to get the money, but as soon as he took out the card, his mother snatched it away. She said she was incapable of it and fell down and splashed soup on Pengpeng. It was already good that she didn't have to pay for the medical expenses. She still wanted to get the money.

,no way.

The card was confiscated, and Zhang Guodong had no choice but to apologize to Xiao Han and told her to be careful in the future and not to cause trouble by being clumsy.

This is not what men should say.

When Wen Xin rushed to the hospital, Xiao Han was still receiving infusions, and there was no one around to accompany her. She was sobbing aggrievedly.

"Is the child okay?"

Wen Xin looked at her red and swollen eyes, sat down, took a piece of tissue and gave it to her, "Stop crying."

Xiao Han felt extremely wronged. She took the paper and wiped her nose and said: "Wenxin, I regret so much that I didn't listen to you and broke up with him directly. He is too weak. He didn't protect me when his mother and sister scolded me."

He just ignored me and continued to accuse me of being stupid along with his mother."

Wen Xin sighed and said: "I told you before, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer a lot. Mom's boy is not suitable for life, but you don't believe it."

"I originally planned to divorce the child if something happened to him, but the child probably couldn't let me go. The doctor said that the baby would be fine after a week, so I couldn't let go. Wen Xin, please scold me and wake me up."

Wen Xin shook her head and was speechless, "You really don't look back until you hit the wall! I can't interfere in your affairs. I'm afraid that your mother-in-law and husband will say that I am sowing discord. Happiness is your own. You should have your own opinion and be someone who can afford it."

Someone who can let go."

"Where did they go?"

Xiao Han said: "I should be taking care of Pengpeng."


Chapter completed!