Chapter 62 Her pornographic comics were exposed
"Wife!" Mo Hongshen's face wrinkled. "Can you bear this kind of vomiting?"
Yu Qing'er rinsed her mouth, but still felt uncomfortable. She washed her face with water and panted, "Even if you can't stand it, you have to endure it."
Is it her choice in this matter?
Mo Hongshen felt particularly sorry for Yu Qing'er, but seeing her severe morning sickness, he was helpless and felt very uncomfortable.
"It's all my fault." Mo Hongshen blamed himself.
"Hehe...what do I blame you for? Blame you for making me pregnant?" Yu Qing'er was still in the mood to joke, but she really didn't think it was Mo Hongshen's fault.
If anyone has to blame someone, it's probably just her bad luck that caused such a severe reaction to her pregnancy.
In addition to morning sickness, Yu Qing'er's appetite was also affected. She usually ate with relish, but now she wanted to throw down her chopsticks after just a few bites.
"I'm full."
"No more."
"Hey, why don't I feel hungry today?"
Of course, this wouldn't work. Mo Hongshen patiently persuaded her to eat a few more bites, but she only wanted two bites. She really couldn't eat any more.
Mo Hongshen was secretly worried about this matter, but he didn't want to show it in front of Yu Qing'er, so he just went to Yin Xiaolan and asked her what to do.
"Pregnancy affects a woman's appetite. Many people even have completely different preferences than before. So, you should learn how to cook and make different kinds of food for Qing'er. See what she likes now and make more of it!"
"Also, try to avoid eating anything raw or cold. Qing'er is in a special condition right now, so you should be careful about what you eat."
"By the way, last time I reminded you that you shouldn't do things—"
Mo Hongshen didn't expect Yin Xiaolan to bring up the past again. He felt embarrassed and said anxiously, "Mom, I know what's going on!"
After talking with Yin Xiaolan, Mo Hongshen went to the bookstore and bought a lot of books on caring for pregnant women, as well as some recipes, and cooked different kinds of food for Yu Qing'er every day.
It actually worked. After Yu Qing'er became pregnant, she liked sweet and sour food and no longer liked fish, mainly because she couldn't stand the fishy smell.
"Do you like the dishes today?" Mo Hongshen asked. Seeing that Yu Qing'er ate more, he smiled more.
"Yeah," Yu Qing'er nodded contentedly and asked, "Hubby, you won't become a chef by the time I give birth to a child, right?"
This is really good. Will she be able to eat Chef He's dishes often in the future? After all, according to her previous standards, she and Mo Hongshen were both equally good.
Mo Hongshen smiled and didn't respond to the chef's words. He just said, "If you like it, make it again tomorrow."
Since she became pregnant, there was one thing that made Yu Qing'er particularly happy, and that was that Mo Hongshen was seriously warned not to touch her again.
When the family was celebrating at Tianxiang Hotel, Yu Qing'er actually heard everything Yin Xiaolan told Mo Hongshen. The doctor also said that sexual intercourse was absolutely prohibited in the first three months, so Mo Hongshen was very obedient now.
Yu Qing'er was extremely happy. Even when she was suffering from morning sickness, she relied on this happiness to get through it.
Zhiniu's pregnancy was finally three months old, and Mo Hongshen was a little eager to have sex - he asked the doctor, who said that after three months, he could have some gentle sexual intercourse, but he didn't know how to tell his wife.
That day, Mo Hongshen came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, wearing only a pair of pajamas, with his upper body completely naked. There were still some water droplets that had not been wiped off, flowing down his chest muscles to his abdominal muscles, and then disappearing into his waistband along his abdominal muscles.
Yu Qing'er was sitting on the bed at that time, and saw her husband walking towards her in this manner - tsk tsk tsk, isn't this a bit too unfair?
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