It was a dark night outside, and the lights inside made it look like daytime.

"What are you doing while standing?" Mo Zifei sat down at the table, pointed to the various foods on the table and said, "Just just got hot, let's eat."

Xiao Lige didn't know what action he should have done. She was on the back mountain that day, and when she said that it was not for him to leave it, his eyes almost spit out of fire, but today he suddenly came to his bedroom.

"What? Don't you eat?" Mo Zifei glanced at Xiao Lige and said, "If you don't eat, the child in your stomach is hungry."

Speaking of the child, Xiao Lige curled his lips and walked up to sit down.

Originally, she was indeed hungry, but Mo Zifei kept staring at her and her appetite suddenly decreased a lot.

"Isn't it suitable for your appetite?" Mo Zifei asked calmly: "Do you want someone to change all the dishes?"

"Bang!" Xiao Lige put down his chopsticks and asked Mo Zifei a little unbearable: "Say whatever you want!"

Mo Zifei's eyes curled up, as if a smile surged out.

However, he did not speak immediately, but poured a glass of wine and held it in his hand.

Facing Xiao Lige's burning gaze, he asked indifferently: "Where have you gone?"

That is, Mo Zifei was so calm. It was not until the next day that Xiao Lige realized that Mo Zifei thought she was called by the old zombie again that day, and almost overturned the old zombie's house.

"I either said it, I just walked around casually." Xiao Lige's tone was a little impatient.

"Where have you gone?"

Knowing that this matter could not be hidden, Xiao Lige had to ask Mo Zifei about going to Shoulou.

"Shoulou?" Mo Zifei stood up suddenly: "You have a child in your stomach, how can you go to such a bad place?"

"..." Xiao Lige was speechless for a while. She really didn't think about this.

Thinking about it now, the place is indeed gloomy. Looking back on Yang Zi's appearance, she still gets goose bumps all over her body and can't help feeling a little sore in her stomach.

Now I really can't eat this supper anymore.

"Children... what else do you know besides children?" Xiao Lige muttered in a low voice, stood up and walked to the inner room.

"Where are you going?" Mo Zifei also stood up: "I'm still talking to you."

Seeing that Xiao Lige's pace did not slow down at all, Mo Zifei took a big step to follow and stopped Xiao Lige.

"A good dog won't block the way!" Xiao Lige sniffed these five words fiercely.

"Why are you suddenly getting so angry? You must be very careful in the first few months of pregnancy and not have too much fluctuations in your mood." Mo Zifei looked at Xiao Lige and ignored her eyes that were about to kill.

"It's a child again!" Xiao Lige widened his eyes and shouted at Mo Zifei: "Is this child the only one in your eyes?!"

Mo Zifei was stunned and then curled up the corner of his mouth.

"Li Ge, if you do this, I will think you are jealous of your child."

This sound is full of pampering, like a candy covered with honey, full of sweetness.

"..." Xiao Lige's face turned red. Before he could do anything, the next second, he was already hugged by Mo Zifei.

The wings of the nose are filled with the unique smell of Mo Zifei, which makes people intoxicated.

"Because this child is ours, he is important."

The sound seemed to have magic. Xiao Lige couldn't help but feel a soreness in the tip of his nose and even cried out in a bad mood.

In this strange world, this male zombie can always give her the warmth she needs the most.

How can she not fall?
Chapter completed!