Chapter 980
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Her little princess, who used to be naughty when she slept, was now curled up like a kitten and nestled there obediently. Was it because she knew that her mommy was pregnant and was afraid that she would accidentally touch her mommy?
He raised his hand and gently stroked Little Pomelo's cheek.
Little Pomelo suddenly reached out and hugged his arm in her dream.
Mochen sat there, frozen.
Little Pomelo hugged Mochen's hand tightly. Her eyes were still closed, but the corners of her mouth were curved, and a smile appeared on her face.
Mochen looked at her in a daze.
Was the little girl dreaming of daddy?
He thought that she would be angry about the text message and ignore him and not want him anymore.
After a while, he gently pulled his arm away and covered the mother and daughter with the blanket. His gaze fell on Weiwei again. After a while, his big palm suddenly landed on her abdomen, feeling the bulge.
His and her Oranges?
Although it was an unexpected child, it had always been very important to him and her.
Every time he went to the mall, he couldn't help but look at the children's things and buy a bunch of things from the baby supply store.
Thus, he had bought more than a dozen milk bottles.
However, each one looked different and had a different color.
It was the same for clothes. There were boys and girls, and every time he saw something nice, he wanted to buy it.
He bought it and put it there. Just looking at it made him feel content.
After some time, a soft hand suddenly appeared on the crook of his arm. "Mochen, is that you?"
The familiar voice made Mochen, who had just dozed off, suddenly wake up.
It was too late to hide!
Just as he held his breath, he didn't hear anything else for a long time.
His gaze fell on Weiwei.
Weiwei slept there quietly, her eyes closed and her brows slightly furrowed.
Mochen wanted to reach out and smooth it, but he was afraid of waking her up, so he didn't move.
After a while, Weiwei's brows suddenly relaxed and her hand let go of his arm.
Mochen placed Weiwei's arm under the quilt and covered it properly. He sat for a while and glanced at his watch. It was three o 'clock, so he left Weiwei's bedroom.
When he arrived at Mohan's place, the little guy was already asleep.
Mohan glanced at Mochen. "Are we going back now?"
Mochen's gaze landed on Mohan's face. "I'm sleepy, I'll take a nap."
Mohan replied, "Yeah, as long as you don't leave the bedroom during the day, no one will notice."
Mo Chen replied with a "hmm", glanced at the little fellow, and slept next to him.
As if she knew he was back, the little fellow turned around and snuggled into Mochen's arms.
Mochen glanced at the little guy and held his head up with one hand, letting him rest on his arm.
The little fellow called out "Daddy" in a daze.
Mochen replied, "Go back to sleep."
The little fellow leaned against his chest.
Mochen closed his eyes and listened to the little fellow's light snoring. Soon, he fell asleep.
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The next morning, when the little fellow woke up, he saw Mochen sleeping next to him.
He thought that Daddy would return to Nangang City that night.
He didn't wake Mochen up. He gently got out of Mochen's arms and went to the bathroom with Mohan to wash up.
After washing up, they changed their clothes.
The little fellow glanced at Mohan and asked softly, "When did he come back?"
Mohan replied, "It's almost four o 'clock."
"Oh," the little fellow replied and glanced at his watch. It was only seven o 'clock. He had slept for less than three hours, so he probably wouldn't wake up during breakfast.
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