Qin Mo stared at her for a long time before whispering: "I don't worry, I'd better go to the hospital for a look."

He Huan bit his lip, and then became impatient: "Qin Mo, are you annoying?"

I gave him a quick push, also because I was impatient.

Qin Mo reached out and grabbed her hand and dragged her into his arms. He Huan couldn't escape as if he was trying to get angry: "Qin Mo, let me go, I don't want to go to the hospital."

He didn't let it go, a bit strong and manly confined her in his arms, He Huan couldn't move, and could only stare at him.

Qin Mo's voice was low, "Can you listen to what your brother said?"

His name made He Huan dull, and he also remembered that when she was very young, she always called him Brother Qin Mo when she was behind him. Later, he asked her to ask her brother to save Qin Mo.

She called her elder brother for several years, until that time when her period came and they stayed together in the hotel for one night, Qin Mo stopped her calling her elder brother, and sometimes she felt that he was quite fickle and changed. To go.

I'll call him Qin Mo for a while, and now he is an old husband and wife, and he is also called Brother.

He Huan bit her lower lip lightly: "It's not my brother."

"What's that?" There was a smile in Qin Mo's eyes, and his eyes were burning.

He Huan gave him a push: "You put me down, it feels uncomfortable to hold me like this, and I feel sick again."

Qin Mo's voice was a little low, "I'll take you to the hospital for a look, and don't refuse."

After speaking, he took her back to the bedroom and sat beside the bed. He went to help her take the clothes and change them. There were three floors inside and three floors outside. It was useless for He Huan to protest.

Qin Mo changed his own clothes, and said quietly, "I will have breakfast again."

He Huan wanted to say something, but it didn't work. He took her downstairs and told the aunt at home to take care of her. After a while, the little guy had to get up.

When the two got in the car, He Huan turned his head and looked at Qin Mo: "You made a fuss. I really just vomited. I won't be pregnant, let's talk about..."

Qin Mo was wearing a seat belt, listening to her paused, and turned his head: "What more?"

He Huan's face blushed.

Qin Mo smiled slightly: "Besides...I always have measures, right?"

He Huan's face turned redder, biting his lip and staring at him.

Qin Mo laughed, "Why, sorry?"

He Huan's face was still very red. He quietly admired it for a while, and reached out and touched her cheek: "It's better not to be pregnant, or I'm not good."

Speaking of later, his voice was hoarse and gentle. He Huan was used to getting along with him, and he felt that Qin Mo at this moment was particularly gentle.

But she also knew that he was gentle at this time, but he was particularly hateful at the critical moment.

He Huan sat upright, knowing that he could not escape, so he said softly: "You drive, don't look."

Qin Mo smiled, smiling softly, and then started the car.

When he went to the hospital, he was naturally an oolong. He Huan was not pregnant by eating red beans.

The doctor prescribes the medicine to protect the stomach, and while prescribing Qin Mo: "Don't force it to eat what you don't like. If you are married, there is no need to have such a bad taste. Don't bully.

Even Qin Mo's face was so thick, he blushed slightly, and finally said nothing.

When leaving the hospital, He Huan's pace was a little faster.