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!
