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Su Ziyue didn't give in: "That's really my honor, I can get your blessing every night."

After finishing speaking, he still gave him a provocative look.

Qin Mu took a deep breath to calm down the anger in his heart.

In the end, it was Qin Mushen who gave in first: "What did you have for dinner?"

"It's all here." Su Ziyue pointed to the snack packs piled up on the low table.

Qin Muchen let go of her, and put the remote control back into her hand: "Wait."

Seeing Qin Muchen's figure disappearing at the kitchen door, Su Ziyue's expression faded away, and she turned on the TV, but she didn't have the mood to watch it again.

When Qin Muchen came out again, the snack bags on the low table had disappeared completely, obviously they had been tidied up.

Qin Mushen's anger, which had been calmed down, was even less visible.

He really felt that he had just raised a daughter who was always disobedient, but occasionally behaved, which made him want to rub his heart to hurt her.

At this moment, Su Ziyue came down from upstairs, with a weary expression on his face.

Qin Muchen only thought that she was still angry, so he didn't ask any further questions.

"It's time to eat."

"Oh."

Su Ziyue followed Qin Mushen to the restaurant.

Qin Muchen's dishes have always been light. Before that, he only added a little chili to cater to her preferences.

Now he doesn't allow her to eat chili, so it's more bland.

It is true that her stomach is not very good these days, it is better to eat lightly, don't make trouble with her stomach.

However, there was another thing on her mind.

She hasn't felt obvious endocrine disorders recently, but why is the amount of menstrual period so small? Just a little bit gone?

But this kind of question, she can't ask the omnipotent Qin Muchen, let alone ask him to accompany her to the gynecology department, she can only feel bored in her heart.

Qin Muchen watched Su Ziyue eat slowly, but he ate a lot, and his expression relaxed slightly.

...

Throughout the night, neither of them mentioned Gu Hanyan and Grandpa Qin Mushen again.

The two were lying on the same bed.

Su Ziyue turned her back to Qin Muchen, and when she was about to fall asleep, she felt Qin Muchen leaning towards her.

The long arm passed under her waist, took her hand outside the quilt into the quilt, held it in his palm, and placed it in front of her lower abdomen.

This embracing posture made Su Ziyue feel at ease. She was already sleepy, but in this way, she quickly fell asleep.

When she woke up the next morning, Qin Muchen was still at home.

When she went downstairs, he happened to be going upstairs to ask Su Ziyue to have breakfast.

Su Ziyue sat down at the dining table, and Qin Mushen asked her, "Toast, pizza and porridge, what do you want?"

"Porridge."

Su Ziyue usually likes to eat the toast pizza made by Qin Muchen, but now when she hears these four words, she feels nauseous.

She said it was porridge, but she really only drank some porridge.

Qin Muchen frowned.

He put down the knife and fork: "After eating, I will accompany you to the hospital."

"I don't want to go." Su Ziyue drank the porridge slowly without looking up.

"Su Ziyue!"

"Not so loud, you can hear it."

Su Ziyue still didn't look up at him.

Qin Mu stared intently, and didn't continue to eat breakfast.

Su Ziyue just glanced at him: "Aren't you going out today?"

"Um."

Qin Muchen leaned back, his eyes fell on her, and he didn't look away.

Su Ziyue felt inexplicably blushing and heart beating, drank up the remaining porridge in the bowl, and went out.

...

Qin Muchen couldn't tell, he really didn't go out.