But it was just for that one moment, she withdrew her hand as if she'd been electrocuted.
This is Luo Xiao's child. Carrying it is a monstrous sin, how can she love it?
If she still goes to love... then it would really be letting Mo Nanjue down. He doesn't care who the child's father is, he treats her like this...
How could she possibly love it?
Tong Ran forcibly turned her gaze away, moving her hand from her abdomen to her side, clenching it into a fist.
"What's wrong?" Mo Nanjue noticed something amiss, pulling her hand into his palm. "Are you angry?"
Tong Ran pulled her hand back, "No."
The man held on tight, "Don't move!"
"Why are you always so fierce to me!" Tong Ran suddenly felt upset, she turned her little face away, "Mo Nanjue, you're getting less and less gentle with me."
"Gentle is a word for the bedroom."
"You're gentle in bed?"
"Of course, if you don't believe me, next time you can record it, as our prelude every time."
"..."
