Yu Siqiao was burrowed through by her, and upon seeing that beautiful smile on her face, his heart softened involuntarily, and he let out a soft snort, "glib talker."
Mo Shu picked up the little dress and said, "Your work seems to cover a wide range."
Yu Siqiao’s face grew hotter, and he caught her hand, saying, "Say that again, and I’ll hit you!"
"Ha ha ha ha!" Mo Shu laughed arrogantly, "You dare to hit me, be careful I’ll run away with the baby!"
Yu Siqiao patted the little dress in her hand and said, "If you dare to run, I’ll break your legs!"
"If I’ve run away, where would you hit me?"
"Hmph, the world is only so big, I’ll hit you when I find you, no negotiations."
Mo Shu chuckled, "So fierce, I’m really scared."
Becoming more and more annoying!
Mo Shu, carrying the little dress, then noticed that Yu Siqiao had already chosen quite a few items.
There were baby bottles, little clothes, little dresses, and even a breast pump!
Mo Shu curiously picked up the breast pump, asking, "Is this for me?"
Yu Siqiao, red-faced, took the item back and said, "Li Shaobai’s sister is about to give birth; I’m preparing some gifts for her."
"Oh, so that’s it," Mo Shu’s face turned indifferent, and she immediately tossed the breast pump back, saying, "Tell me, what’s your relationship with Li Shaobai’s sister?"
Yu Siqiao was stunned, "What kind of relationship?"
Mo Shu sneered, "You’re even giving her something like a breast pump, how close are you two?" Thɪs chapter is updated by ɴovelfire.net
Yu Chen almost laughed out loud, somewhat revelling in schadenfreude.
Picking excuses, and not even good ones—now you’ve shot yourself in the foot, haven’t you?
This was when Yu Siqiao finally realized, his face turning thoroughly red.
Mo Shu, huffy, turned to leave, and Yu Siqiao quickly embraced her, whispering, "Alright, it’s for you, for you, it’s all for you and the child."
Mo Shu’s lips curled more and more, her back to him, her voice still very indifferent, "My child hasn’t even been born yet; why are you buying so early? It’s not for another woman, huh!"
For the first time, Yu Siqiao experienced what it was like to be hoisted by his own petard, feeling a bit vexed, "There’s no other woman. It’s all yours. Look, this item comes in sizes, and I selected it based on your size."
Mo Shu glared at him, her face red as she bumped him, "Pervert!"
Yu Siqiao, stifling a laugh, hugged her, "If I didn’t say it like that, you would suspect me, and when I say it, you call me a pervert. How wronged I feel."
Mo Shu’s face turned redder, pinching his hand and whispering very, very softly, "Breasts get bigger in the late stages of pregnancy, didn’t you know?"
Yu Siqiao was taken aback.
He really didn’t know!
Mo Shu pushed him away and then left on her own.
Yu Siqiao immediately followed her, but after taking a couple of steps, he returned to give the little dress he couldn’t part with to Yu Chen, and then caught up with Mo Shu, saying, "Slow down!"
Mo Shu wasn’t walking fast, and Yu Siqiao caught up with her in just a few long strides.
Ji Nan silently followed behind Mo Shu, reminding, "Princess, lunch is ready."
Mo Shu nodded, "Let’s go."
Yu Siqiao glanced at the time; indeed, it was time for lunch.
But when they got to the place, Yu Siqiao was silent for a moment.
Smelling the tempting odor of junk food in the air, he asked, "You’re planning to eat this?"
Mo Shu was indifferent but defiant, "I’m eating this, this is delicious."
Yu Siqiao said sternly, "There’s no nutrition in this."