Sir, don't be too bad

"Grandpa, you're exaggerating, grandpa Wei's little girl is only one year old." Si Nuanqian interjected.

Mr. Si stared at him: "What's wrong with one year old? Will he leave soon?"

When Mr. Si thought of the look of Old Wei showing off in front of him with the little meat dumpling in his arms, he couldn't help but let out another cold snort.

"I've been asking people to watch the day for the past two days. I'll take care of the wedding and my great-grandson. Mo, you have to work harder."

Xia Yiwan just took a breath, but was choked up again.

"Okay, I'll work hard." Simo agreed solemnly.

Seeing Xia Yiwan's embarrassment, Si Nuanqian couldn't help laughing: "Grandpa, if you talk about it again, Wanwan should find a hole in the ground."

"Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, you have porridge." After finishing speaking, Mr. Si stood up: "Ah Mo, come with me to the study."

"If you can't eat it, don't eat it." Si Mo looked down at Xia Yiwan, and followed Mr. Si away.

Seeing this, Si Nuanqian immediately moved to Xia Yiwan's side, blinking her eyes: "Wanwan, I'm very curious."

"What are you curious about?" Xia Yiwan drank his saliva and looked at her.

"Don't you feel awkward wearing a condom every time you do it?"

"Pfft!" Xia Yiwan sprayed water on her face.

Si Nuanqian took a deep breath: "Wanwan!"

"Sorry!" Xia Yiwan hurriedly wiped her face.

"I'll do it myself." Si Nuanqian tore up the paper by himself: "Hurry up and answer my question."

Xia Yiwan twitched: "We don't always..."

Simo doesn't like wearing it very much, and she often forgets it.

"That means you've been taking birth control pills? But that hurts your body." Si Nuanqian frowned.

"I..." Xia Yiwan said a word, then suddenly stopped.

She hadn't taken the pill since she fainted from the after-event pill.

Xia Yiwan thought about it, and his face turned pale little by little.

They usually take measures, why is she not pregnant?

"What's wrong with you?" Si Nuanqian hurriedly asked when she saw that her face had become ugly.

Xia Yiwan came back to her senses, and pulled her lips reluctantly: "I may have eaten too much, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Then stop eating, let's watch TV."

"it is good."

Sitting on the sofa, Xia Yiwan opened her eyes wide and looked at the TV screen in front of her, but she couldn't help thinking about the question just now.

Why is she not pregnant?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened and uneasy Xia Yiwan became.

She didn't dare to think deeply, for fear of coming up with an answer that she didn't want to know.

"What are you thinking about, so engrossed?" Simo's deep and magnetic voice sounded in his ears, with a trace of curiosity.

He called her twice, but she didn't respond.

Xia Yiwan looked up at him, then involuntarily looked away: "Are we going back?"

"Yeah." Simo said and held her hand, then frowned: "Why are your hands so cold, are you wearing too little?"

Si Mo said and looked at Xia Yiwan, only to find that her face was strangely pale.

"I ate too much every night, and I feel uncomfortable, why don't you call the doctor to come and have a look." Si Nuanqian explained beside him.

"Knowing that she's not feeling well, why don't you call the doctor earlier and still sit and watch TV?" Simo said, he wanted someone to call the doctor.

"No, I'll go back and take some morphine." Xia Yiwan said and stood up, "Let's go back."