Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

Then one day in the future, if Si Moli meets a woman he wants to marry, get married, have children, and grow old together, what should Song Nianhe do?

Thinking of this, Si Moli didn't know how Song Nianhe would react, but a sudden soreness and swelling surged up in his heart.

He took deep breaths several times, trying to suppress this feeling.

But, it's more intense.

Within a few seconds, my heart seemed to be squeezed, and my heart rate soared to a hundred, thump, thump, thump, and the sound of my own rapid heartbeat could be heard in my ears!

No matter how hard Si Moli pressed it, he couldn't hold it down anymore.

The sounds in his ears left him in an instant.

He seemed to be unable to hear anything, his body was swaying, his steps were shaky, and his vision began to become blurry...

No one has noticed anything strange about Si Moli yet.

Song Nianhe was talking: "I will never appear in front of you again, Si Moli, you will come to me, you will come to me!"

Unfortunately, Si Moli didn't hear these words.

Because he suddenly staggered, and then fell forward uncontrollably.

Shen Yiyue was closest to him and was the first to notice something strange about him.

"Ali!"

Shen Yiyue screamed and was so frightened: "What's wrong with you, Ali?"

She quickly went to help him, but with her strength, how could she support Si Moli's tall body?

Things suddenly changed.

The atmosphere that was tense and full of gunpowder smoke just now suddenly became solemn and worrying.

Is Si Moli going to faint?

What's wrong with his body?

"Mo Li," Lin Zhen stepped forward quickly, assisted Shen Yiyue, and supported him together, "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Do you have a headache? Or something else? Speak quickly, don't scare mom! Mom is old "

The sudden change also made Song Nianhe's heart twitch.

What happened to Si Moli?

He lowered his head slightly, looking downcast and without any strength. His hands were being supported by others, and the broken hair fell down from his forehead.

Looking from Song Nianhe's perspective, his pale lips could be vaguely seen.

She didn't seem to have done anything to stimulate his memory. Why was he feeling so uncomfortable?

Song Nianhe stood there for a while, waiting for Si Moli to recover on his own.

However, she didn't wait.

Now, Song Nianhe was even more worried.

She didn't care about what happened just now, or how angry or hateful she was, and said quickly: "Call the doctor over, call the doctor to come and take a look!"

While shouting, she waved Song Zhixu away and trotted towards Si Moli quickly.

No matter how noisy and hateful she was, she still softened her heart when she saw Si Moli was unwell.

His spirit and memory did not belong to Song Nianhe, but this body truly belonged to Si Moli.

Nothing can happen to him.

Song Nianhe hoped that he would live well and live a long life!

She quickly arrived in front of Si Moli.

"Si Moli, Si Moli?" Song Nianhe called his name in a low voice, "Can you hear me? Does your head start to hurt again?"

"Hold on, the doctor will be here soon... Don't scare me."

Seeing that Si Moli still didn't respond, Song Nianhe knelt down and tilted his head, trying to take a look at his face.

Just as she put her face in front of Si Moli's, suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Being so close, Song Nianhe could see her reflection in his pupils.

Her heart skipped a beat.