Gong Mo leaned on him and felt the sweat on one hand. Her ears were just against his heart, and he heard his strong heartbeat and heavy breathing.

She raised her head and saw that he was wearing a black vest. The vest was completely drenched, and countless sweat dripped from his face, neck, and chest, and even his eyebrows were dripping.

She understands, he was in the gym just now.

"What's the matter? I broke my stomach?" Sheng Nanxuan asked nervously.

Gong Mo shook his head, feeling a little uncomfortable in his stomach, then retched a few times on the side of the pool, then turned his head and said, "Morning sickness..."

"Morning sickness!" Sheng Nanxuan also thought of this, and said it almost simultaneously with her.

What to do with morning sickness? He has never been pregnant again!

He hurriedly asked: "How are you now? Does it matter? What do you want to eat, I will prepare it for you."

Gong Mo nodded: "Then I'll go brush my teeth... I kind of want to eat hot and sour powder."

"..." Is it okay to have such a heavy taste early in the morning? But no matter what, Gong's mother said that when you vomit severely, you will vomit when drinking water! In contrast, eating is a blessing!

Sheng Nanxuan sent her to the bathroom of the master bedroom, immediately called the chef and asked him to come over to make hot and sour noodles, and then called the doctor again to ask what to do with morning sickness.

The chef was some distance away from them. By the time he arrived, Gong Mo had already washed and changed his clothes and came out.

Sheng Nanxuan hurried to help her, and said to the chef: "Hurry up and make hot and sour noodles! You will move to this community tomorrow, and you will be there on call!"

Gong Mo suddenly poked his arm, and he lowered his head: "What's the matter?"

"I... I suddenly don't want to eat hot and sour noodles." Gong Mo said embarrassedly.

"..." Pregnant woman! I served YOU! Sheng Nanxuan had to ask: "Then what do you want to eat?"

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, leek box."

Sheng Nanxuan immediately shouted to the chef: "Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, leek box!"

Gong Mo glanced at the chef, apologetic. She smelled the sweat on Sheng Nanxuan's body, wrinkled her nose and said, "You should take a shower first and change your clothes. By the way, what are you going to eat?"

"I'm free, just eat what you have left."

"..." Don't be so pitiful, billionaire.

Sheng Nanxuan went back to the room to change clothes, and Gong Mo went into the kitchen.

The chef is a fat middle-aged man, and smiles kindly at her: "Madame, good morning, do you want something to drink?"

"I can do it myself!" Gong Mo said hurriedly, "I'm sorry to trouble you early in the morning. Just now he...so loud, don't take it to heart."

"Don't dare..." the chef said hurriedly, "BOSS pays very high wages, usually not picky, and occasionally loudly should."

When Gong Mo heard this, he felt no need to comfort him. Given Sheng Nanxuan's nature as a local tyrant, the salary offered to him is probably astronomical for her. In this case, just being yelled twice, there is really nothing to care about.

When Sheng Nanxuan came out, she happened to make a glass of juice and asked, "What would you like to drink? Coffee?"

"No, give me juice." Sheng Nanxuan picked up the newspaper and was about to sit down. Suddenly it occurred to the pregnant woman that she shouldn't be busy, so she threw away the newspaper and walked to her, taking over her work, "You go and rest, I will."

"Do you know?"

"..." Indeed not. Sheng Nanxuan said humbly: "Then teach me."

Gong Mo smiled, taught him step by step, and then asked: "Don't you usually drink coffee?"

"You can't drink, I'm thinking about you, lest you smell the scent and be greedy."

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