Chapter 1492: You just don't want to give birth to me?

The next day, Qiao Mu was woken up early by the alarm clock because of work arrangements.
Opening her eyes, she stretched lazily and turned to meet Li Yan's gaze.
"Uncle, you are also awake." After Qiao Mu finished speaking, he yawned again.
Li Yan looked at her for a while, and said lightly: "You are always so sleepy, which makes people think you are symptoms of pregnancy."
Qiao Mu was startled, and when he mentioned pregnancy, he was still a little bit lost. However, the emotions that Qiao Mu had revealed in Li Yan's eyes became a manifestation of a guilty conscience!
Li Yan's eyes sank, squinting at her, and his heart became cold a little bit.
Qiao Mu didn't know what kind of mentality Li Yan had about this matter, so he took the opportunity to ask: "If I am really pregnant, what will you do?"
If she is really pregnant...she said if!
Just if!
Li Yan pursed his lips and did not speak, his face even more ugly.
Qiao Mu didn't expect that after she finished that hypothesis, Li Yan would change his face, so he didn't want to be a father?
In vain, after mistakenly thinking that she was pregnant, she was excited to give him a surprise. Now it seems that he has no intention of being a father at all. She is really pregnant, and she is probably shocked.
Qiao Mu pouted, "I'm just kidding, don't be too serious, don't worry, I'm not pregnant."
"Really? Not pregnant?" Li Yan asked his lips coldly, "Then what will happen to you if you are pregnant?"
Qiao Mu frowned. This morning, what kind of attitude did he have? He didn't want to be a father. What did he ask her for?
She replied angrily: "You don't want to be a father, and I don't want to be a mother."
In a word, Li Yan was completely annoyed.
He only heard her saying "I don't want to be a mother", suppressed the anger all night, and burst out completely, staring at her with fire in his eyes.
Qiao Mu was frightened by this sudden change, and looked at him blankly, "What's wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with me? I want to ask you, Qiao Mu, you just don't want to give birth to me?"
"I didn't!" Qiao Mu subconsciously denied that she didn't have any. She was just joking. Why did he take it seriously?
Li Yan coldly curled his lips, "No? Okay! You don't! I think when you can be stiff!"
With that, he turned over and got out of the bed, walked to the sofa, opened her bag, took out the medicine bottle from the bag, and threw it directly onto the bed.
"Tell me, what is this?"
Qiao Mu's head was a little stunned. Looking at Li Yan's scary expression, he asked blankly: "Uncle, what's the matter with you?"
"Tell me, what is this?" Li Yan pointed to the medicine bottle.
"Isn't this medicine? I told you."
"What kind of medicine is this? The doctor prescribes Motherwort to treat your endocrine disorders? Qiao Mu, your reason is really good, but do you know that this ordinary medicine can cause miscarriage?"
Qiao Mu's staring eyes widened unexpectedly, could it cause a miscarriage?
What does he mean? Even if this medicine will cause a miscarriage, what does it have to do with her?
The medicine bottle was originally not the original motherwort, but even if it was, she was not a pregnant woman. What does this have to do with miscarriage?
Thinking of this, Qiao Mu suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the furious man, "Li Yan, have you misunderstood, I really am not pregnant."
Li Yan pressed his lips tightly and sneered, "You still refuse to admit it? Do you have to wait until you really have a miscarriage to admit it?"
Qiao Mu frowned, "Can you stop talking nonsense!"