Xu Chaomu's mouth twitched, was this calling her slow, or was it calling her slow, or was it calling her slow?
Wealth rubbed against Mo Shuifu's arm happily, so Mo Shuifu picked it up.
"Chaomu, why were you sleeping on the couch this morning?" Mo Shuifu asked with concern.
As soon as she arrived at the Shen Family, the butler hinted to her to keep her voice down, as the young madam was sleeping.
Sure enough, as soon as she entered the living room, there was Xu Chaomu, sound asleep on the sofa.
Xu Chaomu, drenched in sweat, gave a grin, "Last night, the little one kept kicking me... I didn't sleep well."
How could she say that a certain beast had tormented her all night and into the morning?
However, if the little one in her belly heard what she said, it would probably hate her to death.
She guessed the expression of the little one in her belly would be like this: Baby's heart is suffering, but Baby can't speak.
"Pregnancy is indeed very hard," Mo Shuifu sighed.