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In order to dispel the uneasiness in her heart, a gentle smile surfaced from the corner of her mouth, and she asked seemingly carelessly: "Cheng Jun, did you go shopping just now? What's in the bag? "

Mo Chengjun looked at her, took out the pregnancy notes he had recorded, and gave them to her: "Zhang Xian said that your womb was unstable, and these are all things that he provided for the pregnant woman to take note of. I saw that there were some things on there that I didn't notice, so I went to buy them."

Chen Zitong took the densely packed notebook in his hands, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If she were to write it down like that, she would probably end up like a pig, no, maybe even more dejected than a pig.

"Listen to the music first. There's a newly bought Mozart piano piece in your bag. I'll arrange lunch for you!" This was the first time that Mo Chengjun, a father, had chosen to conceal his surprise and fear with busyness.

Watching him leave in a hurry, Chen Zitong took out a CD of Mozart's piano from a bunch of bags and placed it on the projector. As she listened to the soothing piano music, her tensed mood relaxed.

She leaned on the bed, rubbed her belly and said to the baby, "Baby, your father specifically bought this for you. You have to listen carefully, I hope you can make your mother the mother of a genius baby."

As she finished speaking, she couldn't help but laugh. Her heart was filled with happiness, and she suddenly felt that her life had been perfected.

Outside, Mo Chengjun looked at the nutritionist that Boss Mo found and the descendant of a certain imperial meal, and nodded his head in satisfaction. Since he rarely spoke to strangers, he turned to the few of them and said, "From now on, all meals are mainly for pregnant women!"

Boss Mo looked at his CEO in shock. He couldn't even maintain his icy face, "Is his wife pregnant?"

Facing the Boss Mo's loss of manners, he smiled for the first time, "Yes, I have a child!"

With the cooperation of a few professionals, it didn't take long for a table full of delicious delicacies to be prepared. Mo Chengjun walked back to the bedroom, listening to the music in the room, the corners of his lips slightly raised up, he looked gently at the woman who was sleeping lightly on the bed, carefully picked her up from the bed, and walked towards the table.

After leaving the comfortable large bed, Chen Zitong, who was originally not familiar with anything, slightly opened her eyes. She looked at the large table of delicacies in front of him, but did not have any appetite.

She broke free from Mo Chengjun's embrace and walked towards the bathroom barefooted. Mo Chengjun followed closely behind, looking at her painful expression as he walked out of the bathroom.

"Tongtong, how are you?" After waiting for her to get up from the toilet, he immediately picked her up, his voice also carrying a hint of coldness. "What chef's successor and nutritionist? I will replace all of them today! "

Chen Zitong leaned into his embrace, rubbed his wrinkled eyebrows and retorted: "We're all people who want to be fathers, and have such bad tempers. What if we scare the baby? Furthermore, it has nothing to do with her at all. This is a normal reaction to pregnancy and vomiting, it will be fine after a period of time! "

Realizing that his expression wasn't good, Mo Chengjun slowed down his expression and said: "If this rascal continues to mess with you, when he comes out, I'll definitely teach him a lesson. I don't know how to care about you at all!"

Chen Zitong pointed at his forehead in both joy and anger, and rebuked him, "How do you know it's definitely your son? What if it was a daughter? You don't like it, do you? "Humph, he values his son more than his daughter!"

The soft touch of his fingertips on his forehead made his expression soften even more. Originally, he didn't want to say anything, but after thinking back to what Zhang Xian said, he couldn't let a pregnant woman's emotions fluctuate too much.

He gritted his teeth and spoke out the true thoughts in his heart, "I am only thinking of my sons, the two of us can help you protect you together! However, if it's my daughter, then I'll spoil both of you together to protect you! "

Chen Zitong, who was originally only joking with him, did not expect that her own joke would lead to his true thoughts. Her heart was tightly packed with emotions, and her eyes were slightly red.

"If you're angry, hit me! Don't be sad for yourself, it's not good for you and the baby! " Mo Chengjun looked at her moist red eyes, he was momentarily at a loss of what to do. After placing her on the chair, he squatted on the ground, took her hand, and hit himself with it.

"Who wants to hit you? It's hard, and I was afraid of hurting my hand. " When Chen Zitong was about to hit him, she withdrew her hand and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes.

After he understood the awkwardness behind her words, Mo Chengjun stood up and scooped a bowl of wolfberry chicken soup on the table. However, he did not directly place it in her hands.

The previously moved feelings of Chen Zitong turned into dark clouds with this single action. The corners of her eyes couldn't help but twitch, and she resolutely shut her mouth.

Seeing that she did not open his mouth, Mo Chengjun thought that she did not want to drink, so he deliberately softened his voice. He said in a low voice: "Good girl, you're eating together with me.

Seeing that he was still full of energy, Chen Zitong drank the soup helplessly. Before he could scoop up the second spoonful of oily chicken soup, Chen Zitong said, "I'm just pregnant, it's not like I can't take care of myself anymore."

Hearing her words, Mo Chengjun even scooped up a second spoonful of soup, and after blowing it slowly and warmly, he said, "Zhang Xian said, a pregnant woman should not overwork herself, and must maintain a good rest!"

"It's just a meal, I won't be tired of it!" Chen Zitong clenched her teeth and said, her expression somewhat conflicted.

"Listen to me!" The soup will turn cold in a moment! " Mo Chengjun was still stubborn. The hand that was holding the spoon stopped right in front of her mouth, as if he couldn't feel the pain in her hand at all.

In the end, Chen Zitong still did not pinch him, and enjoyed a high-grade treatment. Under his feeding, she finished the entire bowl of chicken soup, and her throbbing stomach was comforted and calmed down.

Seeing that Mo Chengjun still wanted to feed his more, she quickly picked up his chopsticks and picked up some vegetables to eat. That bowl of soup just now was enough to torture her to death, if he were to continue feeding his more, her stomach would probably spasm.

Mo Chengjun also knew that he had reached his limit and thus was no longer in a stalemate with her. He turned around and sat on the chair opposite of her, did not eat, and just looked at her quietly, and made a decision in his heart. He could investigate the inside information of that year, and he could also solve his mother's worries.

Bearing the scorching gaze, Chen Zitong found it hard to continue eating. She raised her head and asked: "Aren't you hungry?"

"I'm already eating!" After making up his mind, Mo Chengjun's position became even more relaxed, his eyes still staring at her.

"You didn't even move your chopsticks, what did you eat?" Chen Zitong exposed his open eyes.

"A beauty worthy of eating!" After Mo Chengjun said these words with his head lowered, he pushed the dish that she liked to eat the most in front of her.

Chen Zitong took a deep breath, and stopped talking to him. He had swept everything before him without even saying a word, she was willing to admit defeat! He couldn't afford to offend her, so she decided to just watch as long as she could avoid indigestion!

After dinner, Mo Chengjun escorted her back to her bedroom. Just as he was about to talk to her, the phone suddenly rang. But after a few seconds, the phone rang again. Mo Chengjun hung up again and repeated the call a few times before stopping.

"Why aren't you answering the phone?" Chen Zitong sat on the side of the bed and asked curiously.

"I'm too lazy to answer Zhang Xian's call!" Mo Chengjun's expression did not change as he lied. It was Mo Ran's phone call just now, so he guessed that he was rushing him to fake the marriage between his and Zhen Aitong. Since he had already made up his mind, there was no need to answer!

"Why didn't you say so earlier? I would have liked to chat with him." Remembering that her entire day of torture was because of him, Chen Zitong especially had the thought of talking to him heartfelt, in order to prevent him from talking about some random things that would harm her on the spur of the moment.

"Right now, you need to rest up. Zhang Xian is too long-winded!" Mo Chengjun didn't hold back and discredited Zhang Xian. As the saying goes, friends are sold, if he didn't sell, then who would?

Seeing that he was about to start doing this again, Chen Zitong had a headache as she closed her eyes and said, "I'm going to rest now!"

Suddenly, the phone rang again. Mo Chengjun had wanted to hang up immediately, but seeing that the caller was the person he had arranged to be by his mother's side, he turned around and walked out of the room. He picked up the phone, and on the other end of the phone, a panicked voice came out.

"What happened?" Mo Chengjun heard the sounds coming from the back, and he asked coldly.

"Madam suddenly fainted! "He is currently in the hospital, and the doctor said that if the Madam's heart attack is the cause of it, she might not be able to wake up this time. She might not be able to!"

After hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Mo Chengjun's forehead fiercely frowned. How could it be so coincidental that he would faint the moment he rejected Mo Ran's call?

In the bedroom, Chen Zitong who was supposed to be sound asleep on the bed was stuck to the door and listening to Mo Chengjun's conversation. Previously, she felt that Mo Chengjun was not right, so when he was speaking, she suddenly wanted to secretly hear what he was saying.

Hearing his footsteps getting closer and closer to the bedroom, she quickly turned back to the bed, pretending to be asleep.