The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

"Something happened, sister-in-law, don't talk, just do as I tell you."

Gu Xiling was the calmest one present, under his orders, everything was in order.

The study room was bustling with people coming and going, and the little girl standing alone on one side realized for the first time that she couldn't help.

Until late at night, Gu Xiling wiped the sweat from his forehead and saw her pale face.

"Don't worry too much about my sister-in-law, I'll leave it to you, take good care of him."

Bai Xiran subconsciously nodded, and finally let go of her pale fingers, "Okay."

At this moment, there were no servants in the room, so she approached the man stroking her weak waist so that she could see the man's face carefully.

It was a very handsome face, but it was extremely pale, the eyelashes cast a thick shadow on the face, it looked much gentler than usual.

She looked at the man's frowning brows, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to smooth it...

But the next moment, Mo Junzhe suddenly opened his eyes!
"you……"

Bai Xiran was taken aback. She didn't care about the painful wrist held by the man, and approached anxiously, "You, are you awake? Does the wound hurt? What's wrong..."

Mo Junzhe stared at her for a long time, until he saw the girl's concern clearly, the sternness in his black eyes receded.

"Come closer."

what?
She didn't catch it.

The man took the trouble to repeat it again, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come to bed."

Bai Xiran was slightly startled, as if hesitating.

But after a long while, Mo Junzhe just stared at her, raised his injured arm and shoulder, "Would you come up if I hug you?"

"Then you are not allowed to mess around." After all, she still mumbled, as if reluctantly.

On the bed, his small body was embraced by him.

Behind Bai Xiran was the familiar and warm embrace, and with her palms on her protruding belly, she faintly heard a soft sigh of satisfaction.

"Master Mo, how did you get hurt?"

After hesitating for a long time, she finally asked.

Mo Junzhe changed his posture slightly, stroked her lower abdomen back and forth with his palms, and seemed to casually mention, "What, are you worried?"

He also teased her.

Bai Xiran was a little bit aggrieved, and bit her lips, "Yes, I am worried. I am worried that you will always encounter dangerous things, make me a widow in the future, and worry that my baby will be born without a father..."

"No... His father didn't want him in the first place."

As she spoke, she became more and more angry.

Mo Junzhe looked at his little wife's flushed eyes, and all the indifferent and rigid things in his heart disappeared in an instant.

He hugged her tightly, and coaxed her softly in her ear, "Yes, I want both my wife and the child. This time the injury is not serious, so don't worry too much. But it really has something else to say I need my wife's help..."

"What if I don't help you?"

Bai Xiran is not very happy recently, Uncle Mo always bullies her.

But the man may be tired.

His voice became smaller and smaller, until finally it was so hoarse that he couldn't hear clearly, and he only gave a faint chuckle.

"Good lady..."

She is not good.

Bai Xiran wondered why she had to be obedient.

He grunted a few times and wanted to complain, but when he turned around, he saw the man's sleeping face, and wanted to get up...but in the end, he slowly moved into his arms until he found a comfortable position, and lay down obediently.