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

He didn't just look at the injury.

Song Nianhe's cheeks turned red.

This person was injured like this. He was lying here unable to move and needed oxygen, but... he could make such a joke with her.

A man’s mind is filled with that kind of thing! right!

Seeing that she was shy, embarrassed and annoyed, Si Moli stopped teasing her.

"I'm very glad that you were not injured and the child is fine." Si Moli's tone contained the emotion of surviving a disaster, "I also managed to save my life from the gate of hell. Nian He, this is a blessing among misfortunes. ”

"yes……"

"Besides, we won't get divorced." He emphasized, "We will be husband and wife for the rest of our lives."

His eyes slowly moved downward, landing on her belly.

Here, his and her children are being nurtured, the crystallization of love.

In the future, they can have more children because they still have a long life ahead of them.

Si Moli was too focused on looking at her bulging belly, but he ignored the heaviness in Song Nianhe's eyes and the hesitant look on his face.

She still doesn't know how to speak, how to tell him, the twins...

There's only one left.

In order to save him, she cut his liver and had to take away a child.

After donating her liver, her body simply could not handle the pregnancy of twins.

No one mentioned these things to Si Moli.

He had just woken up and had saved his life. His mood should not fluctuate too much or be stimulated.

Therefore, everyone had a tacit understanding not to mention these things.

When Si Moli gets better, can get out of bed, or is about to be discharged from the hospital... Song Nianhe thought that she would confess to him again.

Now, let’s keep it a secret for now.

If he knew that he lost a child because of saving him, how sad he would be.

"The baby is in your belly, is there any fuss? Is it morning sickness?" Si Moli asked, "Pregnancy is very hard. I should stay with you more and take care of you, but now I ask you to accompany me."

Song Nianhe responded vaguely: "Well... I didn't make trouble, and I didn't vomit much. Maybe my pregnancy reaction is relatively small."

She didn't dare to mention the child all the time.

Her heart ached.

But Si Moli's eyes were unusually soft.

He is going to be a father, he will have a child of his own soon.

Soon, he will welcome one...oh no, two little lives into his life.

The injuries, fractures, and surgical wounds on his body were all hurting, but Si Moli was fearless in his heart.

Because he has everything he wants most.

No matter what the injury is, it will all get better.

But the more expectant Si Moli's eyes were, the more filled with the light of a loving father, and the more Song Nianhe's heart tightened.

"Si Moli, we...we can have more children in the future," she said, "You can have as many children as you want. I am willing to bear children for you."

"It's enough to have twins," Si Moli said with a smile on his lips, "Pregnancy is very hard, and I don't want you to suffer this fate again and again."

Song Nianhe almost wanted to ask, what if there was only one in the belly? Do you want a second child?

Fortunately...she pinched her palms hard and held back.

You can't ask, at least, you can't ask now.

This was not the time for a showdown with Si Moli.

You should mention the loss of a child again when he is in good health and in a good mood.

Song Nianhe slowly lay down and rested his head on Si Moli's hand.