Chapter 1087
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Doctor White said, "Let's observe for a few days, I will personally explain to Her Highness."
Mochen's voice was cold. "Alright."
He hung up the phone and looked at Weiwei, a dark whirlpool in his eyes. "Doctor White said to observe for a few days."
Weiwei smiled at him. "Mm."
Mochen stood there in a daze, lost in thought.
He didn't know how long it had been since he last felt this way!
She smiled at him, like a ray of sunlight, penetrating the thick haze and shining directly into his heart.
He Lianxiao, "…"
Mochen, this rascal, was really calm!
He looked at Weiwei again, he really didn't feel anything strange at all.
He felt Xia Sang holding his hand tightly.
He lowered his head to look at Xia Sang.
Xia Sang let go of He Lianxiao's hand, her heart filled with worry.
Would Weiwei really not recognize him?
She was afraid that one day, when Weiwei suddenly found out that the "Second Young Master Mo" beside her was actually Mochen, she might not be able to accept it. Emotional fluctuations were not good for the body and the fetus.
He Lianxiao looked at her. "The dinner was not bad."
Xia Sang understood his hint. "Yes, the taste was good."
She picked up some for Weiwei.
Weiwei said, "Thank you, Mom."
…
At night, Weiwei was still awake. She closed her eyes and felt him coming.
Because of the hypnosis, she leaned into his embrace without any scruples, one hand wrapping tightly around Mo Chen's waist.
Mochen, "…"
He was stunned for a moment, then kissed her forehead.
Weiwei wanted to kiss his thin lips, but she thought of the watch on her wrist and was afraid that her arrhythmia would alert the police, so she didn't do it in the end.
Little Pomelo was relieved to see this. He quietly climbed down the bed and went next door to sleep with the little guy.
Little Uncle seemed to have left the President's residence in the afternoon. According to his brother, he wouldn't be coming back for a period of time. She didn't know what he was doing.
The little boy looked at Little Pomelo. "Are Daddy and Mommy asleep?"
Little Pomelo said, "I'm asleep."
The little guy's heart warmed when he heard that. He closed his eyes and said, "Let's sleep too. Be good."
Little Pomelo closed his eyes and pulled up the blanket. "Okay."
…
The adjoining bedroom
Weiwei heard Little Pomelo leaving in his slippers. He hadn't come back for a long time. Was he not coming back to sleep tonight?
After waiting for a few minutes, no one came back.
In the night, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him.
Mochen had fallen asleep.
She lifted her hand, and her soft fingertips slid across his face.
He had lost a lot of weight, and his complexion was terrible!
Even in the darkness of the night, he could see it.
His hand was suddenly gripped tightly. Mochen said in his dream, "Be good. Don't mess around. Sleep well."
Weiwei looked at Mochen and suddenly had a bad idea. She leaned over and bit his thin lips mischievously.
In the past, he loved to bite her the most.
She was returning it to him now!
Mochen didn't open his eyes. In his daze, his thin lips pressed against hers.
Weiwei wanted to escape, but the back of her head was held.
Their lips were glued together tightly, and the kiss was inextricably intertwined.
Doctor White hadn't fallen asleep for long when he suddenly heard the alarm. He went to check on Princess Highness's heart rate. It was unbelievably high!
And it was persistently high. It was abnormally high.
Was Princess Highness having a nightmare?
But it was strange. Her heart rate had been maintained at this level. It wasn't soaring, and there weren't any abnormal fluctuations. It didn't seem like there was a sudden situation.
It was better to be safe than sorry!
He picked up his cell phone and quickly called Little Pomelo.
Little Pomelo had just fallen asleep and was woken up. He yawned and answered the phone. He asked in a daze, "Who is it?"
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