Chapter 2219 Don't Even Dare to Touch It?

Chapter 640 Don't even dare to touch it?

Even with Qin Ya, she had issued a death order before, and she must not reveal a word to Yan Beicheng, lest it would distract him.

Yan Beicheng was stunned for a long time, but he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

After a while, his pupils turned slightly, and then a huge surprise flashed on his lips.

He seemed to gain strength in an instant, and he got up from the bed in a blink of an eye, and approached Moshanghua's lower abdomen carefully with both hands. When he was about to touch it, he retracted for some reason, and looked up with a pair of bright phoenix eyes. She, "Yes, is it true?"

The corners of Mo Shanghua's lips raised slightly, "Of course it's true, she will lie here safely, and after eight months, she will be born."

Yan Beicheng was almost dazzled by the huge surprise. He lingered in front of Moshanghua's stomach with his hands for a long time, but he still didn't dare to touch it. He just grabbed Moshanghua's hand and said aggrievedly: " Son, I dare not touch it."

Mo Shanghua was amused by his appearance, and looked at him with crooked eyebrows, "Yan Beicheng, what about your prestige three days ago? Why don't you even dare to touch it now?"

Yan Beicheng only held Mo Shanghua's hand tightly, "He has only been in your womb for two months and he should not have formed yet. I'm afraid that if I do it rashly, he will move his fetus."

"If you touch it, it will cause fetal gas? You...you really..." Mo Shanghua couldn't help but laugh, the more she looked at Yan Beicheng's appearance, the cuter she felt.

Yan Beicheng was still confident, curled his lips, and said: "Although my child is not delicate, I am not afraid that it will always cost 10,000 in case, so what if there is something good or bad?"

As he said that, he didn't know what to think of, and suddenly stood up straight again, and after touching his boots, he put them on his feet, "This is a great joy, I have to announce it to the world."

Seeing this, Mo Shanghua hurriedly dragged him back, and looked at him angrily and amusedly, "What are you telling the world, you think you have already sat on the dragon chair? Besides..."

She withdrew her smile a little, and pointed to his cheek, "The things on your face haven't been painted yet."

Hearing the words, Yan Beicheng touched that cheek subconsciously, and naturally soon felt that something was wrong, and his brows were immediately furrowed.

Because of the medicine, the skin on this side of his face will always be rougher than the other parts, but the familiar feeling doesn't strike at this moment, instead it's unbelievably slippery.

Yan Beicheng hurriedly found a copper basin in the room, fished out the wet handkerchief inside, and took a look at it as a mirror.

Sure enough, it disappeared as Mo Shanghua said, and there was not even a trace of it.

His sword eyebrows were tightly knitted immediately, and his eyes were serious, "If this thing does not use a separate drug to remove it, it is impossible for it to disappear naturally. Mo'er, what happened?"

Talking about this matter, the smile on Mo Shanghua's lips also suppressed, and he repeated all the events of that day, and said: "After that, you became inexplicably hot again, and it lasted all night. The day fades away."

Hearing this, Yan Beicheng took out the medicine from his body and dripped a few drops on his face. In the past, as soon as it touched the skin, it would instantly feel like a red potion sticking to it, but now it was like smooth oil, directly flowing down his cheeks It flowed down again.

He wiped it lightly with his hand, and there was still no trace on the skin.

Seeing this, Mo Shanghua was also quite surprised, took the medicine from Yan Beicheng, and dripped a drop on her arm.