after dinner, Mo Xier didn't go up the mountain, but stayed with his parents in the Mohist family for a while. Mo Ye has a special room in the Mohist family. He seldom uses it at ordinary times, but it is like a member of the family and has been prepared for him. After dinner, he naturally stayed. Mo Xi'er will be very active in front of Mo's father and mother. Unlike Qing Muchen, he doesn't take the initiative to talk to her. She has almost nothing to say“ Mom, have you and dad prepared the presents for me this Christmas? I like the design of Mrs. Zhixing, Mrs. Rong Xi and Mr. Luo Xichen, you know. "“ Mom, you weren't at home last Christmas, and you and dad didn't prepare for me. I prepared a whole room for you. Remember to make it up this year! "“ Mom, you didn't give me anything when I got married, just dad. You can't just give me one because you and dad are husband and wife. Mom, it's called Keng Li, okay? " She talked and talked and talked about gifts! At this time, she is like a little girl. During the festival, she asked her parents for gifts early before the festival. In her own home, she just said what she thought, and said it in high spirits. Qingmu Chen has known her for several months. He never knew that she was so interested in gifts. With her character, he thought she would be a person with hundreds of millions of bride price in front of him and would never look at her more. Mo's mother seemed a little speechless to Mo Xi'er. The corners of her lips smoked. She had no choice but to remind, "Christmas is still months away!"“ Didn't I inform you in advance? " Mo Xier didn't take her words seriously. He poured himself a glass of cherry juice and continued to drink“ Don't remind so early! " Mother Mo is speechless“ Aren't you afraid that I won't be able to come back a few months after I go back this time and say these words in front of you? " Mother Mo was stunned and didn't speak for a long time after her words. She really didn't think about it. Although a little sad, it is entirely possible that Mo Xi'er will not come back in a few months after she is married so far! Mo Xier didn't say much. He gently shook the juice cup and drank the drink inside. Qing Muchen counted for her. She drank nearly seven cups tonight. Seven glasses of juice, and all the things that sour teeth can sour off. Qing Muchen didn't know whether she drank so much, just because she liked it or because she sent these people back by air thousands of miles. As soon as he thought about this, Qing Muchen was even more flustered. His eyes at the juice were like looking at Mo Ye. He was very unhappy. He walked over a few steps, took off the cup in her hand and the fruit pot, and put it aside. He said, "my parents are looking forward to us having a baby early. People who are pregnant should not drink such sour things!" He spoke seriously as if it were true. Mo Xi'er choked on his words like an egg stuck in his throat, and his face turned red. Prepare for pregnancy? When did it happen? Why doesn't she know? Mo Ye seems to be surprised by Qing Muchen's words. His sight is stiff and sideways. He stays on Mo Xi'er's stomach for a few seconds without a trace. His eyes seem to be stabbed by something. The expression on Mo Xi'er's face was completely stupid. He didn't return from Qing Mu Chen's words for a long time. Only mother Mo is the most rational. Is pregnancy preparation related to drinking sour juice? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.