Gu Mohan, my stomach hurts. Don't anger me or I’ll miscarriage

The moment she blurted out her words, Tang Mo'er realized she had been fooled. Gu Mohan had been staring at her steadily and his lips curved into a pleased smirk.

Using her small hands to hug her stomach, before complaining, "Gu Mohan, my stomach hurts. Don't anger me or I might miscarriage, then you have to take responsibility!"

"…"

Gu Mohan looked at her slyly and let out a cold chuckle, "I don't lack any woman in my life so naturally, I'll have a lot of sons."

Tang Mo'er stiffened and her two small hands circled her stomach protectively, feeling incredibly awkward.

This bastard!