Chapter 4830 Xiaolu, I have something to ask you

Bei Wanxing was surprised when she heard that Mo Yaochen had also joined the mercenaries. She went to ask James, but James told her that he stayed because he had other things to deal with.

Wanxing didn't ask Mo Yaochen again. After all, he was from Sydney, so it was normal for him to cooperate with mercenaries if he had something to do.

Her daily life was very simple. She would go out to cook in the morning, noon and evening. The rest of the time she would either practice her skills with other mercenaries, or stay in her room and try not to see him.

After two days like this, Mo Yaochen couldn't stand it anymore.

Why does he feel like he's in jail every day?!

In the evening, he went to open the door of Bei Wanxing's room and found that it was locked. Mo Yaochen twisted it several times and then raised his hand to bang on the door, "Bao Zaoyue! Come out!"

"I fell asleep, is something wrong?"

"...It's on fire! Come out quickly!"

"..."

"Hurry up! It's already burned to the second floor. Do you want me to be burned to death here?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened——

Wanxing poked his head out, and before he could ask where the fire was, his wrist was grabbed, and then a figure squeezed in from outside the door.

Bei Wanxing stumbled backwards, and Mo Yaochen reached out to hug her waist, "Why are you hiding in the room? Are you preparing to cultivate into a pig demon?!"

Wanxing pushed him hurriedly, "You go out, I'm going to sleep."

"I'll sleep with you tonight!"

Mo Yaochen hugged her domineeringly and walked to the bed. Bei Wanxing didn't want to have sex with him anymore. She pulled him hard, "Don't go there, I want to rest alone..."

Mo Yaochen was pulled so hard by her that he couldn't move away. He was about to turn his head and glare at her, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of something on the bed...

Sensing his gaze moving away, Wanxing hurriedly ran over and said, "Go back to the room quickly, I really want to sleep..."

Before she could finish speaking, Mo Yaochen rushed forward and lifted the quilt——

I saw a few sewing kits, cloths of various colors, and some basically formed small clothes placed on the bed sheets...

You can tell at a glance that they are for babies.

Mo Yaochen was slightly startled, "This..."

Who was she made to wear...their son?

Wanxing obviously didn't expect him to see it. She covered her with a quilt and turned her back, "Go back quickly... I'm really sleepy."

"Bao Zaoyue..." Mo Yaochen's thin lips moved slightly, and it took a lot of effort to ask in one sentence, "Our child..."

"No." Wanxing interrupted him. She lowered her head and kept her voice low, "We don't have children."

"Bao Zaoyue, you still don't want to tell me anything?"

"I'm tired...can you go out?"

"..."

Mo Yaochen stared at her back, and could see that her slender shoulders were trembling slightly. He stretched out his hand several times, but finally slowly retracted it and hung it by his side.

Between them, the word "child" is always a wound that cannot be touched.

It was he who lost her and wrongly blamed her, so he will always be the unqualified person.

Mo Yaochen lowered his gaze, turned around and walked out, "Have a good rest, good night."

The door was closed softly, and Wanxing's hand that was tightly gripping the sheets slowly loosened her grip. She looked at the small clothes on the bed, and tears silently fell down her cheeks.

…

James was changing clothes in the room, and the door was opened without warning. He turned around in shock, "Who?"

Mo Yaochen walked in, as if he didn't see him taking off his shirt, "Xiao Lu, I have something to talk to you about."

"You won't knock on the door?"

"That's right. Just take down all the doors here. It will be too troublesome to twist them here and there!"
Chapter completed!