MTL - Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie-Chapter 810 Joe Mo Extra Story (3) - I am a Dying Man

  Chapter 810 Qiao Mo Extra Story (3) - I am a dying person

  Dou Qiaoan looked at the interface and smiled with satisfaction.

   "Tangtang is pregnant."

   She dropped a bombshell.

  Everyone was shocked!

"what!"

  …

  Bedroom on the second floor.

  Zhou Beicheng carefully placed her on the bed, then moved closer and kissed her forehead.

   Sitting next to her, he held her hand tightly: "I'm sorry..."

  Meng Yutang looked at him with dark eyes: "Why do you say sorry?"

   Zhou Beicheng's Adam's apple rolled down, but he didn't speak.

  He obviously took safety measures. Although Meng Yutang said that last time, he still didn't want her to take the risk of having a baby for him.

   "Tangtang...we..."

  He glanced down at her belly.

   Meng Yutang watched him raise his hand and pulled his hand over and placed it on his stomach.

  Although he still couldn't feel anything, a strange feeling made Zhou Beicheng look up at her.

   "Uncle Zhou, are you unhappy?"

   Zhou Beicheng looked at her, unable to say a single word.

"happy."

   But he worries more.

  …

  ———

  At the last meal, everyone was restless, with joys and sorrows.

  After the end, Meng Yutang said that he would go to the hospital with Lu Zhiqiu for an examination.

   A group of people wanted to follow, but in the end they were ordered by Meng Yutang not to go and wait for news at home, so they all obediently waited at home.

  Mo Ting and Dou Qiaoan followed.

  When Meng Yutang was doing the checkup, Dou Qiaoan listened to it and wanted to check it out. She didn't feel at ease if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.

  In the end, it was Lu Zhiqiu who showed Mo Ting's report to her and told her that she was relieved.

  Meng Yutang and the others went back after checking.

  Lu Zhiqiu looked at Dou Qiaoan: "I don't think these two are very happy to have a baby."

  Dou Qiaoan glanced at him, pursed her lips silently and did not speak.

   Mo Ting thought for a while: "Maybe I didn't react, it was a bit sudden."

  Lu Zhiqiu nodded, then looked at the two people: "Why don't you two leave!"

  Dou Qiaoan turned his head and pulled Mo Ting and left: "I don't like staying with you for too long!"

  The two couldn't help bickering as soon as they talked, and Mo Ting couldn't help but smile.

  Dou Qiaoan turned to stare at him: "What are you laughing at! Go home and lie down!"

  Mo Ting was helpless: "I don't have to lie down every day, my limbs will degenerate if I lie down."

  Dou Qiaoan: "It's okay, I'll take care of you if you degenerate! It also prevents me from looking for you in various places."

  Wen Yanmo was stunned for a moment, and stood still. Dou Qiaoan couldn't move, and turned to look at him: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Let's go back then!"

   She looked at him nervously.

   Mo Ting shook his head.

  He raised his hand and grabbed her arm.

   "Jojo..."

  Dou Qiaoan was taken aback. Her friends usually called her Doudou, and after coming to Fengcheng, Mo Ting was the first person to call her Qiao Qiao.

  Every time she heard it, she felt that she was not calling her, but he was calling someone else through himself, the person hidden deep in his memory...

  And every time he calls her that, he wants to say something seriously.

  Dou Qiaoan stopped talking, and she also wanted to see what he could say this time.

  Who knew that he came up with a sentence: "Jojo, I am a dying person..."

   "Fuck! Bah bah bah! You are sick! What are you talking about! It's so unlucky!"

   Mo Ting looked at her: "I am indeed sick."

  Bou Qiaoan: "..."

   "A person like me is not worthy of your staying for me. You have a great youth to live, instead of staying by my side and taking care of me who is half buried in the earth."

  (end of this chapter)