Mu Yutian was pushed in and found that there was a big bed facing her, so she naturally noticed something was wrong!

Hearing Mu Yutian’s angry little voice, Murong Yanxing couldn’t help laughing and hurriedly said, “Did you think of bed and something unhealthy when you think of it?”

"I... I didn't expect anything, but you! I said, go to the study room first, and you will say what purpose are you holding!" Mu Yutian glared at Murong Yanxing.

Murong Yanxing shook his head and chuckled: "I have already planned to use this room as a study. But now there is a bed in it... And, can't there be a bed in the study? Look... There must be a big bed in the study. You can work in the study. When you are tired, you can take a nap. Who said that you must put the bed in the bedroom? The little girl reacts so much, and she dares to say that she is not thinking wrong!"

"You are right anyway!" Unexpectedly, I was tricked!!! Mu Yutian coughed awkwardly, turned around, and carefully observed the room.

This house is full of lighting, but it is not always favored by the sun and exposed to the sun. It is always very subtle, gentle sunshine, and the air in the house is also humid, which is more suitable for the preservation of paper books.

Such a house is indeed the most suitable for use in a study room.

In this era where e-books have already been flooded, Mu Yutian still prefers paper books. It has a heavy weight in her hand and paper. When she touches her fingers, she will feel particularly comfortable.

"You dare to say that you are not thinking wrong?" Murong Yanxing gently hugged Mu Yutian's body from behind, and held her frost. "You said, I'm sorry for being wronged myself?"

"Hey! After all, you still... um..." Mu Yutian said halfway, suddenly frowned, patted Murong Yanxing's hand, "Hurry... let me go."

"What's wrong?" Although Murong Yanxing was a little puzzled, he still obediently let go of Mu Yutian.

"I want to vomit..." Mu Yutian said as she turned around and ran out.

"The third door on the left is the bathroom." Murong Yanxing followed Mu Yutian with some concern.

When Mu Yutian was rare to run in front of him, Murong Yanxing walked into the bathroom worriedly and saw Mu Yutian vomiting cleanly above the toilet.

Having a baby...is really a very difficult thing.

Although he just joked that Mu Yutian would give birth to a few more, Murong Yanxing didn't care about this, and he didn't have the conservative idea of ​​passing on the family line.

Seeing Mu Yutian and her children healthy is Murong Yanxing’s only idea.

Murong Yanxing really couldn't bear to see Mu Yutian feel so uncomfortable. He reached out and took the towel forward, gently stroked Mu Yutian's back.

Mu Yutian took a moment of relaxation and finally straightened her waist slowly.

"Are you okay?" Murong Yanxing looked worried.

Mu Yutian wiped her lips with a towel, raised her face, looked at Murong Yanxing, and saw his worried look, a warm feeling flowed through his heart, and she couldn't help laughing, "It's okay, this is a normal reaction... After vomiting, it feels much more comfortable."
Chapter completed!