Mo Chen stared at her for a long time, as if trying to see through her, a doting smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.
His solid arms tightened around her slender waist.
She frowned slightly and lowered her voice, "Be gentle, you're going to squeeze me to death."
The man then realized he had lost control of his emotions again and immediately loosened his grip.
Madam Mo hit him without any hesitation, "Be gentle! Don't you know any better? Can you hug a pregnant woman that tightly?"
Mo Chen laughed out loud, releasing her from his embrace, his voice low and tender, "It's my first time, I lack experience."
She couldn't help but snort with laughter, seeing for the first time the irritable Master Mo being so careful and cautious.
"It's okay, it's only been about three weeks, it's not that serious," she whispered.
The man's handsome eyebrows raised slightly, "Three weeks?"
He quickly calculated the timeline in his mind—was it that night in the office?