Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 900 Mo Chuxi Cried

She held his hand tightly and raised her clear and round cat eyes.

There was a trace of moisture in the fundus of the eyes, but she insisted on suppressing it.

"Hee, our baby will be five months soon, and the babies are identical twins... Huh?"

Just as he was about to tell him the baby's gender, his lips were blocked suddenly.

Yan Xinxin was still in a daze, but the brief kiss was over.

Her eyes reflected the man's ruddy eyes.

"Hey, are you crying?"

She was a little surprised.

"Why are you crying? Am I fine? The baby is fine too."

Hearing her comforting words, Mo Chuxi held her hand tightly.

"Yan Xinxin, I want you to be well, I want you to spend every spring, summer, autumn and winter with me in the future!"

"I promise you."

Yan Xinxin agreed with a smile, and held his hand back, her gaze firm.

"I'll be with you until you're gray-haired and tottering, and I won't leave you alone."

"Heart..."

Mo Chuxi's heart ached, she reached out and put her arms around Yan Xinxin's shoulders, pulling her into her arms and hugging her.

A ray of moonlight shines silently, silently collecting this promise from generation to generation...

The speed of the car is a bit slow on the snow.

Mo Qingning was sitting in Xiao Yize's car, holding two cuties on the left and right, who had already fallen asleep against her.

Thinking about what the doctor said not long ago, Mo Qingning lowered her eyes and looked at Xiaoxi and Xiaochun with distress.

That cute little face that fell asleep peacefully was so cute and ignorant.

She smiled slightly, reached out and touched Xiao Chun's cheek.

It's as soft as tofu, and it's very springy.

The same is true for little Mo Chenxi, this face is almost carved out according to Mo Chuxi's face, and it is very well inherited.

Xiao Yize raised his slender and beautiful eyes, looked at the picture in the rearview mirror, and then quietly retracted them after a few seconds.

After what felt like a long time, the car drove to the Mojia Manor.

There were housekeepers and servants who waited early, and carefully carried the two sleeping little people into their arms.

Mo Qingning also got out of the car, watching Xiao Yize lightly pat the corner of his lips.

"There is still snow on the road, drive carefully. Goodbye."

She simply finished and turned around.

"Qingqing."

Xiao Yize called softly, and hurriedly stepped forward to catch up.

As soon as Fu Zixin walked to the door, she saw Xiao Yize chasing Mo Qingning at a glance, and even reached out to grab Mo Qingning's wrist.

The tall figure stepped forward all of a sudden, blocking Mo Qingning, completely covering her slender figure.

And Fu Zixin could only see Xiao Yize's handsome back.

There is still no bright moonlight tonight, only the swaying street lights outside the manor, and in this thin halo, there are silently floating snowflakes from the sky.

Mo Qingning looked at Xiao Yize who was pulling her, showing surprise, but nervousness in her big beautiful eyes.

"Very, very late, I'm going back to sleep."

"Give me three minutes."

Xiao Yize asked.

Mo Qingning glanced at him, then opened her lips in a depressed mood.

"Okay, 1 minute, then I will start counting down now."

She said, really began to count down.

"59, 58, 57..."

"Qing Ning, I know it will be very abrupt to say these words now, and it will sound false to you, but I still want to tell you what I'm thinking right now."

"48, 47..."

"I told you last time that I still like Xinxin, but I lied to you."

"..."

Mo Qingning was stunned upon hearing this.

"On the day Xinxin and Chuxi got married, I was determined to let her go. I just hope that you will stop liking me."

Mo Qingning couldn't understand.

"Why? Why do you want me to retreat? Just because our family and your family are irreconcilable existences?"

"No."

Xiao Yize denied it without hesitation.

"Then why?"

(End of this chapter)