Chapter 855 It Doesn’t Matter if They Are Not Twins

Wen Ran hung up the phone, raised her eyes, and saw Mo Xiuchen's deep and burning eyes. Her heart beat slightly, her eyes flashed, and she asked in a low voice: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Mo Xiuchen leaned forward and whispered to her: "Of course, I also want a son and a daughter, even if they are not twins."

"..."

Wen Ran opened her eyes and looked at him steadily.

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly, stroked Wen Ran's hair with his big palm, and said dotingly: "Of course, this is just my wish. Don't be nervous, I won't force you to give birth to my child now."

The shock in Wen Ran's eyes slowly dissipated, and she remembered that at first, when she told him that she wanted a child, he refused because of her physical condition.

Later, what they experienced...

For a time, my heart was ups and downs.

"Ran Ran."

Mo Xiuchen had no memory, so he naturally didn't have the mixed feelings she had, but he could feel her emotional changes, and he couldn't help but feel a little more distressed in her deep voice.

Wen Ran pursed her lips and called him softly: "Xiu Chen."

"Um."

Mo Xiuchen responded, the corners of his mouth curved in a gentle arc, and he stared into her eyes, which were also gentle and deep.

Wen Ran's voice was filled with a trace of distressing confusion: "Xiuchen, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that I'm a little scared."

"I know, but don't think too much about it."

Mo Xiuchen held her in his arms distressedly. He knew that Ranran's willingness to take him to the countryside was the biggest step he could take. He couldn't ask her to accept him all at once.

His long, sharp fingers gently combed her black hair, and his gentle and magnetic voice fell in her ears: "Of course, I know what you are afraid of, I won't force you, let's do it slowly, okay. "

"Um."

Wen Ran raised her face slightly and looked at him with clear eyes.

She will try, step by step, to get out of the shadow and fear that the poisonous oath brought to her.

"Of course, I will always be with you, whether as your friend or your husband, don't put too much pressure on me..."

Mo Xiuchen's words gradually calmed down Wen Ran's restless heart. She pursed her lips, showed a bright smile, and lifted the basket: "It's enough to pick so much, let's go home."

"good."

Mo Xiuchen smiled and nodded, took the basket in her hand, held her small hand in his big hand, and led her out of the strawberry greenhouse.

Back in the villa, Wen Ran washed the strawberries and brought them to the living room. Mo Xiuchen was lazily leaning on the sofa, looking at her tenderly with a smile on his face.

"Xiuchen, you can eat with confidence now."

Wen Ran fed a strawberry to his mouth with a smile. Mo Xiuchen smiled, took her hand and bit off the strawberry gracefully, clasped Wen Ran's wrist with his big palm and gently pulled Wen Ran. She had to sit down next to him.

She whispered, but before she could sit down, the man next to her suddenly leaned over.

"Xiuchen, don't make trouble."

Wen Ran smiled and avoided it.

A deep smile escaped from Mo Xiuchen's throat: "Of course, you wash the strawberries and I'll feed them to you."

Wen Ran had to eat the strawberries he put into his mouth.

But that annoying phone ringing came at the wrong time.

"You answer the phone."

Hei Xiuchen pressed the answer button with a long finger, put the phone to his ear and whispered, then stretched out his long arm to pull Wen Ran over.

Wen Ran trembled slightly, adjusted his posture slightly, leaned against him slightly, and looked at him tenderly.

Mo Xiuchen curled his lips and smiled, lowered his head, and rested his chin on her head.

Hearing Luo Haofeng's voice come from the phone: "Xiuchen, are you at the right time now?"

"If you have anything to say, just tell me." Mo Xiuchen's voice was calm and calm, with a hint of displeasure. This Luo Haofeng always ruined his good deeds and disturbed his and Ranran's world.

Hearing the displeasure in his tone, Luo Haofeng on the other end of the phone was secretly frightened, God, wouldn't it just happen to disturb his good deeds again?

He hesitated for a moment, then smiled apologetically: "Xiuchen, are you and Ranran together?"

Mo Xiuchen's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his hold on Wen Ran tightened slightly. His voice was even more impatient than the displeasure just now, "What's the matter with you?"