The black-bellied daughter is so sweet

Back home, Ling Mohan went to the study to take a bath, and Su Mo went to the bedroom to take a bath.
When Su Mo came out of the bathroom, he found Ling Mohan sitting on the single sofa in front of the window in his nightgown.The headlights in the room were not turned on, and there was a dim floor lamp beside him, and the halo shrouded him, making him look gentle. 
But no one knows better than Su Mo. 
In Ling Mohan's body, all tenderness is an illusion. 
Su Mo walked towards him, ready to sit down beside him.But she didn't want to, just as she walked over, Ling Mohan pulled her back into her arms.He handed the red wine that he took a sip to Su Mo's lips: "Take a sip."

Su Mo frowned and pushed away: "I don't want to drink." After washing, I didn't want to eat anything, nor did I want to drink.

Ling Mohan didn't force her, took a sip on his own, and pressed down on her lips.

Hooking her lips, he put the red wine in his mouth into her mouth.

Su Mo was caught off guard by him taking a sip of wine and almost choked.

Ling Mohan stretched out his hand to stroke her long hair, his movements were gentle and comforting.

After Su Mo regained his composure, he gave Ling Mohan a heavy blow on the chest.

Ling Mohan stretched out his hand to wrap her small fist, lowered his eyelids slightly to hide the emotion in his eyes, and said in an indifferent voice, "Is he the reason why you dumped the bodyguard?" 
His endless words made Su Mo puzzled for a moment before realizing what he was talking about.

"What do you mean?" He meant that she dumped the bodyguard just to meet Yan Nuo? 
Ling Mohan raised his eyes and looked at her deeply: "You want to leave me." 
"What are you talking about!" Su Mo's heart trembled, and he frowned, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"You don't want to take wedding photos, you don't want to marry me." When Ling Mohan spoke, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but Su Mo could hear a trace of tension very keenly.

"I explained it to you before, I was...well..." 
Ling Mohan didn't want to listen to her explanation at all. He knew exactly what Su Mo was thinking.

He hooked Su Mo's waist with one hand, and the wine glass in the other hand fell to the ground. The floor was covered with blankets. The glass was not broken, and the unfinished wine in it soaked into the carpet.
Ling Mohan hugged Su Mo's waist and legs just as Su Mo was sitting on him, stood up and hugged her to the side of the bed, and the two of them rolled onto the bed together. 
Su Mo was a little uncomfortable, panting and asked, "Are you and Su Yuqing divorced?" 
"En." Ling Mohan answered with a heavy breath, with fine beads of sweat hanging on his forehead. 
They are not fit to have children now.

She thought about this drowsily, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Ling Mohan got out of bed and took a warm wet towel to wipe Su Mo's body. 
He lowered his eyes, moved softly and slowly, and focused like an artist dealing with precious and rare works of art.After wiping Su Mo's body, he brushed away the sweaty bangs on her forehead, and kissed her gently on the forehead, his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "I only have you."
Su Mo vaguely seemed to hear someone talking in her ear. She raised her heavy eyelids, and the outline of the person in front of her was blurred, but she also knew that it was Ling Mohan.She was so sleepy that she raised her hand with great effort, and the next moment she felt that her hand was grasped by a more generous and warm palm, she felt relieved in her heart, closed her eyes and fell asleep again.
Ling Mohan sat by the bed, stared at her for a long time, and put her hands back under the quilt.

... the next day.
When Su Mo woke up, the seat beside him was empty.
She stretched out her hand to check, but there was no temperature, which proved that Ling Mohan had been up for a long time.

She propped herself up and sat up, leaning against the head of the bed and closing her eyes to count her safe period.

It seems that the calculations are not accurate, so I can only take medicine.
She hasn't thought about the child yet.

Apart from the unstable relationship between her and Ling Mohan now, she still has a lot to do.

She is only 22 years old, and her life has just begun. She does not have a good mother, and she herself may be a substandard daughter. 
Even if she has a child now, she doesn't know how to take care of him.

Su Mo remembered that he had bought spare medicine.
She changed her clothes and squatted in front of the drawer. As soon as she found the medicine, she heard the door open behind her. 
Su Mo turned around, still holding the medicine bottle in his hand, and saw Ling Mohan pushing the door and coming in.

She reacted quickly, and silently hid the medicine bottle in her hand behind her back: "Are you at home?"

She thought Ling Mohan had gone out, but she didn't expect him to be still at home. 
"What are you looking for?" Ling Mohan walked towards her unhurriedly.

Su Mo tightly hid the medicine bottle behind him, and stood up slowly: "I feel a little uncomfortable in my throat, I want to find some medicine." 
Ling Mohan had a look of insight in his eyes, and his tone was as indifferent as usual: "The medicine box is not here."

Su Mo was flustered by his gaze: "Yes." 
But Ling Mohan walked past her and walked to the other side: "I'll give it to you."
Although Su Mo was a little surprised in his heart, he breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Ling Mohan, who was already walking forward, turned around suddenly, reached out and snatched the medicine bottle hidden behind Su Mo.
Ling Mohan's speed was so fast that he snatched the medicine bottle from Su Mo without giving Su Mo a chance to react. "You..." Su Mo's face became anxious, he opened his mouth, and watched Ling Mohan's increasingly gloomy face and unconsciously fell silent.

Ling Mohan held the medicine bottle and looked down at her: "What is this?"

He stared straight at Su Mo with a good eye, his whole body was like a tight bow, which might explode at any time.
Su Mo swallowed, turned his head to look around, and whispered, "Medicine." 
"Louder." Ling Mohan's voice was a little hoarse.
Su Mo turned around and shouted at him, "I said medicine, can't you hear me!"
Ling Mohan's hand holding the medicine bottle kept tightening, his knuckles were raised, as if he was about to crush the bottle.

Su Mo reached out to him: "Give it to me."
Ling Mohan pursed his lips tightly, and smashed out the medicine bottle in his hand.

Because of the emotional ups and downs, his breathing was a little heavy, and his voice was suppressed: "Su Mo, is that why you don't want to have my child?"
"No, I just don't want to have a baby right now." Su Mo bit her lip and took half a step back.

"Don't try on wedding dresses, don't get married, don't have children, and after that, you just don't want to be with me anymore, do you?" Ling Mohan's voice was as cold as if it was covered with ice, and it was so cold to the bone.

Su Mo retorted: "No."

"No, then what kind of medicine are you taking?" Ling Mohan looked at her with a livid face, the veins on his forehead were bulging, as if he had reached the limit of his patience.

"It's not that I don't want your child, I just think it's inappropriate now."

"Anyway, sooner or later, you will be born. What is the difference between being born now and being born later?"
"If I get pregnant now, I may not be able to devote myself to work in the next year or two."

"You're only 22 years old, and it's the same when you work after giving birth." 
"..." Su Mo realized that if he continued like this, he might not be able to speak up to Ling Mohan.
Su Mo reached out and scratched his hair, and said a little irritably, "Can't you respect my thoughts? Why do you make decisions about everything? I also have my own thoughts and my own life plan. It's all..." Negotiable. 
Ling Mohan interrupted her: "Your life plan does not include having our child."
"I just told you..."
"I understand." Ling Mo smiled coldly, turned around and was about to go out.
It's just that before going out again, he still didn't forget to pick up the medicine bottle that he threw on the ground and take it away.
Is he afraid that she will take medicine? 
Su Mo found it both funny and exasperating.

Just now, Ling Mohan clearly knew that he was about to explode with anger, but he even picked up the medicine bottle.

... Ling Mohan took the medicine away, so Su Mo had no choice but to go downstairs to eat, and wait until the meal was over before going out to buy medicine.
After breakfast, Su Mo planned to go out. 
When she reached the door, she was stopped by the bodyguard: "Young Madam, where are you going?"
Su Mo didn't think too much, and said directly, "I'm going to buy something. You don't need to follow me. I'll just go by myself." After she finished speaking, the bodyguard who stopped her didn't move away.
Su Mo frowned, his face darkened: "What do you mean?"
The bodyguard said blankly: "The young master has explained that if the young lady wants to go out, she has to wait for him to come back and go out together."

"Ling Mohan confessed?" Su Mo suspected that he had heard it wrong.
The bodyguard nodded respectfully: "Yes." 
Ling Mohan is restricting her freedom and not letting her go out?
Su Mo pursed his lips, took out his phone and called Ling Mohan: "Ling Mohan, why are you crazy? What do you mean by not letting me go out?"
Compared with Su Mo's cold and sharp voice, Ling Mohan's voice was extremely calm: "I need to go out and wait for me to come back, and go with you."
"Who wants you to accompany me? It's not like I can't walk myself!"
"obedient." 
"Listen to me!" The relationship between the two has not been harmonious during this time. Ling Mohan kept his face cold all day long, and Su Mo was not in a good mood, so he couldn't help but burst out.
Ling Mohan is now restricting her personal freedom, treating her like a pet or something?
"I'll be back soon." Ling Mohan's tone sounded extremely calm, and there was no sign of anger at all.Su Mo hung up the phone in anger.
The bodyguards naturally knew that Su Mo had called Ling Mohan, and they had heard Su Mo's words just now, so they all lowered their heads and pretended not to hear.

Only the young lady dared to talk to the young master like this.
Ling Mohan came back quickly, the weather was already very cold, Ling Mohan walked in from the outside in a formal suit, and his body was still cold.
Seeing Ling Mohan coming back, Aunt Zhang quickly greeted him: "Master."
Ling Mohan waved his hand, signaling Aunt Zhang to go down.

Aunt Zhang also knew that the relationship between these two people was not good recently. Before leaving, she looked back at them worriedly.After hearing about Aunt Hu's figure, Ling Mohan sat down beside Su Mo.

He reached out to hold Su Mo's hand and said, "I'll accompany you wherever you want to go."
Su Mo withdrew his hand and asked him mockingly, "When are you going to let me go out?"

Ling Mohan's face was slightly stern, but he quickly calmed down: "It's better that you don't go out recently." 
"Are you afraid that I will go out to buy medicine?" Su Mo is not stupid. Ling Mohan took her medicine in the morning, and when she came down again, she was stopped by the bodyguard. 
She had to admit that Ling Mohan was really decisive and ruthless sometimes.
Ling Mohan's eyes flickered slightly: "Since you know, then be good."
"What if I don't?" Su Mo squinted at him with a provocative tone.
"Then I have to use my own method to make you more obedient." Ling Mohan said casually, there was nothing strange in his tone.

But hearing these words in Su Mo's ears, her scalp tightened.
Ling Mohan has made up his mind, he must get her pregnant!Su Mo began to live without leaving home.
Ling Mohan went to Ling's every morning and returned home with documents in the afternoon, saying that he was afraid that she would be bored and stay with her at home. 
In fact, when Su Mo saw him, he had a bad face. The two of them were either speechless or quarreled. 
But even if they quarreled, it was only Su Mo who provoked him coldly, and Ling Mohan was completely indifferent.

"Aunt Zhang said you didn't have lunch?" Ling Mohan walked in from the door and went straight to Su Mo and sat down.
Su Mo held the computer in his arms, tapping the keyboard with his slender fingers, staring at the computer screen intently as if he didn't hear Ling Mohan's words.
This is not the first time this has happened. 
With a sullen face, Ling Mohan covered her laptop.
There was a hint of warning in the voice: "Su Mo."
Su Mo tried a few times, but she couldn't move his hand away. She tilted her head and looked at him a little discouraged: "Take your hand away, I haven't finished writing yet."
Ling Mohan's big hand was still pressed on her laptop, with a cold expression: "Didn't you hear what I said?" "I don't want to eat." Su Mo simply got up and walked around Ling Mohan, walking to the place farthest from him Sit down on the sofa.
Ling Mohan pursed his thin lips, and his eyes followed closely, as if he was enduring, but also as if he was about to explode at any moment.Both of them are not doing very well recently. Su Mo doesn't look good on him, and he doesn't let Su Mo go out. Neither of them got any favors, and neither of them was a winner. 
After a while, Ling Mohan still compromised: "I'll take you out for a walk."
Su Mo directly refused: "No."
Ling Mohan's expression froze for a moment, he took a deep breath and let it out heavily: "If you don't go, you have to go!"

His tone was a bit heavy, and Su Mo was still a little afraid of him in his bones, so he trembled subconsciously when he was frightened by his tone.