Chapter 1271: Does it hurt?

ms like the boy lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth and gradually weakening. If not treated with an antidote in time, it would lead to death.Now all the physical evidence has been found on Littl..."...An Xue Tang's breath caught in her throat, and her heart raced with his sudden kiss."

He especially stressed the word “收拾”, and for some unknown reason, a series of images flashed through her mind at that moment, causing her face to burn with embarrassment.

After cursing herself for being spineless, she wanted to turn her face away, but Mo Yunjing seemed to see through her thoughts. Before she could even move, his hand was already on the back of her head, preventing her from escaping.

An Xuetang's cheeks flushed, and she pushed against his chest with both hands, "What are you doing Are we not going to eat"

He seemed to be pushing, but in reality, he wasn't using any strength. Mo Yunjing's smile deepened in his eyes.

He didn't answer, just kissed her lips gently again, but he wasn't as overbearing and possessive as last night.

After taking two bites, he finally let her go. "Have dinner first,"

An Xuetang blushed, thinking to herself that she must have gone mad. Logically speaking, they had been married for some time now, practically old husband and wife. Besides, what intimate acts between lovers hadn't they already done

All the children are pregnant!

She's just been kissed a couple of times, what's she blushing for

Thinking this, she couldn't help but sit up a little straighter and hold her head high.

Unbeknownst to her, every move she made was seen by Mo Yunjing. A slight upturn appeared at the corner of Mo Yunjing's mouth as he served her dishes and filled her bowl with porridge.

Living up to their philosophy of "eating without speaking and sleeping without talking," the two quietly finished breakfast.

After their meal, Mo Yunjing led An Xuetang out of the house, taking her for a stroll around the manor to aid digestion.

Since he left, An Xuetang rarely strolled leisurely around the mansion anymore. On one hand, she was afraid that if she walked alone, she would feel sad remembering him. On the other hand, she knew deep down that people outside were trying their best to capture her.

Some know she is Mo Yunjing's weakness, so they want to use her to restrain Mo Yunjing.

Some are because of the outlandish rumors about Master Ming Deng, saying that whoever obtains her will obtain the entire world.

Many people have ulterior motives towards her, and Mo Yunjing is not at home. If she were to leave the heavily guarded Jingtang Garden again, it would only cause unnecessary trouble for those protecting her.

Mo Yunjing probably knew this, which is why he took her out for some fresh air after dinner.

She probably wouldn't have left Jingtang Garden easily unless Yun Si had reported it to him.

Thinking of this, she turned to look at him, her lips moving slightly as if she wanted to say something. But Mo Yunjing spoke before her, his voice low and carrying a hint of barely perceptible guilt, "Does Tangtang miss the days gone by"

When he met her, although their lives weren't easy, she was free and there weren't so many dangers around her.

If not for him, she could have lived a carefree and worry-free life in this world with her own abilities.

She was unlike those other young women confined to their homes. She possessed too many dazzling qualities. Not only could she earn her own living, but she also had extraordinary medical skills and martial arts prowess.

She bought that large estate and had it used to grow crops and raise poultry, so she could live comfortably without worry. She must have yearned for such a leisurely life, but fate intervened when she met him.

His identity destined him not to live a secluded life in the mountains with her, enjoying such a godlike existence.

Following him, she has encountered all sorts of dangers these days, and now she doesn't even dare to leave the gate of Jingtang Garden easily.

He always knew, but he never dared to mention or ask.

When Yun Si reported for the fourth time, saying she had barely stepped out of the Jingtang Garden these days, he could no longer feign ignorance.

It was his fault that he owed her. He had tied her to himself, but he couldn't give her the life she wanted.

An Xuetang stopped her steps abruptly after he spoke, facing him with a serious gaze locked on his eyes. They remained silent for a moment, simply staring at each other. "Ah Jing," she finally said, "when you talk about the past days, what time period are you referring to"

Mo Yunjing chuckled lightly and stroked her head, "Tangtang, are you asking knowingly Before in the little wooden house, you were very happy. You could go out whenever you wanted, and go into town to buy whatever you wanted. If you wanted to eat wild chicken or rabbit from the mountains, you could catch them with ease."

Speaking of which, he couldn't help but smile wryly. Thinking back on those days now, he couldn't help but reminisce, let alone her.

His deep eyes were fixed on hers, and he really wanted to ask: Sugar, have you ever regretted it Regret getting involved in his life.

If she hadn't followed him, her life wouldn't have been in danger.

He stopped himself from asking.

As for the reason, he admitted that he was scared deep down, afraid she would say she regretted it.

An Xue Tang must have studied microexpressions, because although Mo Yun Jing's expressions didn't change much, she wasn't stupid. She could tell. She helplessly smiled.

She immediately lifted her hands and squeezed his cheeks, "They say that women become more sensitive and imaginative after pregnancy, and tend to overthink things. But in my opinion, you, the expectant father, think even more than I do!"

As she spoke, she squeezed his face a little harder, as if afraid he wouldn't feel it. After squeezing, she deliberately asked, "Does it hurt"ince she was here, there was no need for Mo Junyi to take the beating. So she immediately shook her head and looked at Mo Junyi with a firm gaze, "Brother Yi, you don't have to take the beating. My ol...