It's Not Too Late to Chase His Wife: Young Master Mo's Secret Favorite Sweet Wife

Lin Yang straightened his back slightly, trying to make himself look normal.

"I... I'm fine." Her voice was a little dry.

Hearing this, Mo Ningxuan frowned slightly, "You look abnormal, what's wrong?"

Mo Ningxuan stretched out his hand to hold Lin Yang, and a pair of dark jade-like eyes were looking into his own.

I was a little unsteady at first, and suddenly my legs softened.

Seeing this, Mo Ningxuan quickly supported Lin Yang, letting Lin Yang half lean in his arms.

Lin Yang almost fell down, but he really didn't have the strength to stand up, so he could only support Mo Ningxuan's arm, feeling that there were flowers in front of his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Ningxuan was a little anxious.

He had never seen Lin Yang like this before, and he suddenly became flustered, and his heart beat a little faster.

"It's okay." Lin Yang waved his hands, wanting to say that he was okay.

But in the next moment, he was hugged by Mo Ningxuan.

Lin Yang was already in severe pain, so he couldn't help but exclaimed at this moment.

When he realized that he was behind a corridor with people coming and going, he immediately covered his mouth, looking panicked.

"What are you doing? There are so many people here, please let me down quickly." Lin Yang lowered his voice, his body was covered in cold sweat, and now his body tensed up.

"Don't move. I'll carry you back to the office." Mo Ningxuan's face was cold, and his voice was also cold.

Because of Lin Yang's stubbornness and nervousness.

So Mo Ningxuan couldn't help saying that he hugged Lin Yang and kicked Lin Yang's office door open.

With a bang, the door panel collided with the wall.

Xiao Zhou in the house screamed in fright, and became more panicked when he saw the two people who came in.

"Boss, director, why do you—"

Both of them ignored Xiao Zhou's words, Lin Yang was in so much pain that he didn't care about other things, while Mo Ningxuan didn't want to pay attention to it with a sullen face.

He strode towards the sofa and gently put Lin Yang down.

Half squatting in front of Lin Yang, "What's wrong with you? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

When he asked this question, Lin Yang was in so much pain that he couldn't answer. Looking at Mo Ningxuan, it seemed that he really wanted to take him to the hospital.

Hastily reached out and grabbed Mo Ningxuan's clothes, "It's okay, I'm just—"

What is it?
Lin Yang didn't know what to say, but her lips turned white with pain, but there were two blushes on her face for no reason.

And her hesitant appearance made Mo Ningxuan even more confused, he didn't know what Lin Yang meant.

Seeing that he was coming to hug him, Lin Yang had no choice but to feel sad, and whispered: "I'm on my period."

Maybe Lin Yang's voice was too low, Mo Ningxuan stared at her for a long time before he realized it.

But without any embarrassment, he slowly got up and said to Lin Yang, "I'll get you a cup of hot water."

After speaking, Mo Ningxuan turned around and left like this.

Leaving Lin Yang alone on the sofa, he froze for a while.

Xiao Zhou, who was still in the house just now, sneaked out at some point, and Lin Yang's lower abdomen throbbed again and again.

She could only try her best to curl herself up, trying to resist the pain that seemed to be sawing herself open.

"Are you okay?" The man's voice was low.

He handed the water glass to Lin Yang's hand, "Would it be better to drink some hot water?"

Lin Yang shook his head in pain, bit his lower lip, and held the glass of water tightly in his hand.

The moment he touched Lin Yang's hand, Mo Ningxuan realized that her hand was surprisingly cold.

So he backhanded Lin Yang's ice-like hand tightly in his palm.

The man's palm was very warm, as if holding a fire.

But Lin Yang felt extremely tormented, it was painful and hot, and his forehead was sweating from the heat.

The hair on the forehead was wet into locks and strands, Mo Ningxuan looked at it and felt extremely distressed.

Lin Yang picked up the cup and took a small sip. The hot water flowed from his throat to his stomach, and he finally felt better.

"It's okay, just get through today." Her voice was hoarse.

Obviously no strength.

"You have survived like this before?" Mo Ningxuan said seriously.

His nervous expression was completely worried about Lin Yang, without any embarrassment.

But Lin Yang felt pain and shame, "You—why are you asking this?"

Mo Ningxuan felt a little hesitant, and Mo Ningxuan could see her nervousness.

Seeing that the man didn't answer, but just looked at him like this, Lin Yang hurriedly looked away, "I was not in good health before, and I was not very regular, this time it is really uncomfortable."

She tried her best to suppress the boredom and nausea in her heart, and closed her eyes slightly.

Lin Yang's face was pale with pain, his long eyelashes were still trembling, his lips were pale and pursed into a line.

Mo Ningshu stretched out his hand and cupped Lin Yang's face.

He was very distressed, "Why didn't you say it before?"

This is really a strange question, not to mention how embarrassing this topic is for the two of them, just talking about the situation of the two before, it is impossible for Lin Yang to talk about this with Mo Ningxuan.

But Lin Yang was speechless, and only clenched his lower lip.

Seeing her painful appearance, Mo Ningxuan's heart also tightened.

So he just quietly accompanied Lin Yang, gently embraced her in his arms, and leaned her head on his shoulder.

I don't know how long it took, but Lin Yang just fell asleep, even if he was already asleep.

Her brows were still slightly furrowed, looking very painful.

Mo Ningxuan just sat there quietly without moving, letting Lin Yang lean in his arms.

It's been a long, long time, and it's been a long time.

Only then did Lin Yang wake up and found that he seemed to be leaning on Mo Ningxuan's arms.

Subconsciously wanted to push back, but Mo Ningxuan asked her, "Do you feel better now?"

"It's better." Lin Yang was still in a daze, and agreed in a low voice.

It is indeed much better, the pain in the lower abdomen is finally better now, it is just a slight pain, not too unbearable.

"Let's go home first." Mo Ningxuan's voice was gentle.

As if talking to a child, the voice is low and magnetic.

"But—" Lin Yang wanted to say something.

Mo Ningxuan stopped her words, "It's nothing to worry about, you still want to work like this?"

Ren Linyang still wanted to be brave, but she couldn't hold on anymore.

Had to nod.

Before going out, Mo Ningxuan wanted to hug Lin Yang, but Lin Yang firmly refused.

"Why? You see that you are so uncomfortable now, I'd better carry you out." Mo Ningxuan seemed a little puzzled.

She rejected Mo Ningxuan just now, but now she took a step back.

Quite helpless, what are these thoughts.

It would be fine if Mo Ningxuan hugged him out like this, and he would probably be exposed by the gossip of the masses when he comes to the company in the future.

Seeing how determined she was, Mo Ningxuan didn't insist, but just handed his arm to Lin Yang.

"Let's go."

The driver's car drove very smoothly, and the two arrived at Mo's house soon.

When Lin Yang got off the car, her legs were still weak, and Mo Ningxuan didn't give her a chance to refuse this time.

Without any explanation, Lin Yang was picked up.

"Hey, what are you doing, you let me down."