After the doctor left, the delivery room was left with just the family of three.
Standing at the foot of the hospital bed, Song Baiyan finally realized the baby was hidden, as for where she was hidden, it wasn't hard to find out. Tang Li's right hand was pressed against one side of the sheet, seemingly covering up something.
Even with modern medical advances, childbirth is still a torment for women.
Tang Li was wondering how to explain her daughter's flattened head, when the man's large palm caressed her temple. Although the midwife had wiped her face, her hair was still damp with sweat. However, Song Baiyan's hand felt rough, then cool and moist.
Therefore, even someone as well-prepared as Your Excellency can't sit back and relax when faced with childbirth.
Realizing this, Tang Li was no longer so troubled.
A kiss also fell on her forehead.
His thin lips brushed her skin, accompanied by a sigh.
This sigh brought an unprecedented sense of satisfaction to Tang Li's heart.
