Yu Siqiao finally gave her a satisfied peck on the lips, "Good morning kiss."
Before Mo Shu could react, she climbed out of bed and effortlessly picked up the remote to open the curtains, feeling utterly content.
As Mo Shu got out of bed, she felt a wave of dizziness hit her, and at the sa ti, her legs felt weak.
Yu Siqiao was there to support her in ti, and then Mo Shu felt a surge of nausea.
She quickly wrapped herself in the bathrobe Yu Siqiao had left behind the night before and scurried to the bathroom.
"Ugh—"
Yu Siqiao beca instantly more alert and quickly followed her.
Mo Shu hadn’t eaten much last night, and after this little exercise, she had digested everything, vomiting only so acid reflux, but she still felt unbearably uncomfortable.
Yu Siqiao patted her back gently, both anxious and distressed, "How are you, do you have dicine? Do you need to take anything?"
Mo Shu weakly waved her hand, "Routine procedure, I’ll be fine soon."
"It’s already been four months, why are you still throwing up? Are you actually going to continue for the full ten months?"
"I don’t know," Mo Shu wiped her mouth, "Water."
Yu Siqiao imdiately fetched her a glass of water.
After rinsing her mouth, Mo Shu finally stood up and lazily tugged at her clothes, "Hungry, no energy."
Seeing the sudden paleness on her face, Yu Siqiao felt an imnse heartache. He brushed away her hair and said, "The kitchen should be preparing lunch by now, drink so porridge first before eating anything else."
Only then did Mo Shu sluggishly go to brush her teeth and wash her face. It was only when she looked in the mirror that she realized the sorry state under that dark purple bathrobe.
Mo Shu couldn’t help but open the collar to look, and those tiny purple marks looked as if she had been subjected to so brutal tornt.
Yu Siqiao, too, was brushing his teeth nearby and suppressed a smile at the corner of his mouth when he saw her expression. He then glanced at himself in the mirror.
The bite mark on his Adam’s apple, hmm, very sexy.
After freshening up, Mo Shu walked into the walk-in closet.
The room Yu Siqiao had specially designed for Mo Shu contained a tea room, a walk-in closet, and a jewelry room.
The walk-in closet was very spacious, about the sa size as the one Mo Shu was accustod to. The difference was that, in addition to her dazzling array of wardrobes, there was also a space for n’s clothing.
The jewelry room prepared for her was also of a similar standard, but in addition to her own original jewelry, there were many new pieces added.
Since it was the second day of their marriage, Mo Shu picked out a red sleeveless dress to wear. The neckline was sowhat high, and buttoning up the last button perfectly covered the ambiguous traces, giving her an especially dignified and composed appearance.
When she changed and ca out, Yu Siqiao’s gaze clearly held a different kind of amazent.
Yu Siqiao’s clothes were quite standard. Perhaps because they were newlyweds, he hadn’t worn his usual suits but instead wore a dark red V-neck T-shirt, which made him look much softer.
By the ti they reached the kitchen, Ji Nan had already prepared a bowl of Millet Porridge for her.
The Millet Porridge, cooked with slow-simred old chicken broth, was especially fragrant and delicious. After Mo Shu finished it, Yu Siqiao tactfully inford her, "My parents want us to co ho for lunch, so we need to go out."
Mo Shu: "..."
Haha.
Big pig’s trotter!!
On the second day of their marriage, they were to visit the in-laws and take the opportunity to drop by so relatives’ houses.
On the third day, return to the bride’s ho, and also visit so relatives.
Hearing this schedule, Mo Shu fell silent for a mont, then rembered Aunt Yu and her family.
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