To Keep Qiao Mianmian With Him

Mo Yesi was full of self-reproach. "Morning-after pills aren't good for the body. I'm sorry for my negligence. Now you have to suffer for it."

"Mo Yesi, are you angry?"

Qiao Mianmian detected the unhappiness on his face a moment ago.

He seemed unhappy.

Mo Yesi shook his head. "Baby, I'm not angry at you. I'm angry at myself. I should've thought of this sooner."

"It's actually not an issue if I eat it once in a while." Mianmian was relieved to find that he wasn't angry. "It's only harmful to the body if I eat it often. If you don't want me to eat it again, then you've got to take precautions in the future.

"Otherwise, don't even think of touching me."

Qiao Mianmian actually did wonder if Mo Yesi did it on purpose.

If the two times in the office were accidents.

Then what about the time in the morning.

Did he not prepare for that too?

If this was someone else, she would believe that they really forgot.