In order to get ahead, Xia Kui will not let herself go, so she must be more careful...

The two of them walked for a while and met many maids on the way, and they were very respectful to her. But Xiao Lige knew that this was all an illusion. If it weren't for Mo Zifei, her fate would be torn off and eaten by them.

But... zombies seem to eat meat, they drink blood?

"Madam, we have to go back quickly. Your pregnancy pill has not been taken yet." Xiao Er reminded friendly.

"Can't you just drink that damn thing?" Xiao Lige gritted his teeth and turned around and squatted in front of Xiao'er: "Xiao'er, do you know how to walk in the back mountain? Take me there to relax again. I've been really annoyed for this period of time."

"Okay." Xiao'er agreed firmly. He didn't care about what medicine or not, but only hoped that Xiao Lige would be happy.

The back mountain is yes, but the plants and trees are getting lush day by day. Most of the road up the mountain is covered with lush plants, and many thorny plants are lying across the middle of the road.

"Madam, let's just take a look at the scenery here, don't go up?" Xiao'er asked tentatively, "If you are injured accidentally, I can't explain it."

"Hey--" Xiao Lige sighed and nodded. If it were her past that she didn't care about such a little danger, but now...

She reached out and touched her still flat belly.

The children in her belly are much more fragile than she imagined, and she cannot be careless.

As a mother, she can no longer be as scruple as before.

Just as I was about to leave, I felt a pair of eyes staring at her behind me, and this feeling was so familiar.

"Since you've come, don't you feel regretful when you go back like this?" Mo Zifei curled his lips and walked forward a few steps. Xiao Lige was still standing there hard like a piece of wood, and Xiao Er took a few steps back wisely.

"I suddenly remembered that there was something wrong with the main hall, why don't I go back first?"

After getting Mo Zifei's approval, Xiao'er turned around and ran away, and disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Lige cursed "**" in his heart, hating Xiao'er for pushing all such awkward scenes to her alone. If Xiao'er were there, she would have a clear mind at least, not as nervous as she is now.

But...why is there such hope in my heart... Xiao'er is not there?

"Why don't you speak?" Mo Zifei walked over a few steps and pulled Xiao Lige's hand: "You wanted to leave me at the top of the mountain so quickly before, but now why are you so... so cherishing words like gold?"

Xiao Lige curled his lips and said to Mo Zifei's eyes: "How can I cherish words like gold?"

"No?" Mo Zifei tilted his head, showing a rare playful look.

Seeing Xiao Lige blushing, he knew that he could not continue his trouble, otherwise this little ancestor should be angry.

He stretched out his other hand and held Xiao Lige's waist: "Aren't you going up the mountain? I'll take you up?"

Xiao Lige stubbornly said, pushing Mo Zifei's hand away and said, "Whoever wants you to take it, I can go up by myself."

"What's my little ancestor?" Mo Zifei's face was warm, his eyes were soft, and his little temper was not at all impatient when facing Xiao Lige.

In fact, Xiao Lige didn't know what kind of temper he was, but he just felt embarrassed anyway.
Chapter completed!