Luo Mengmeng couldn't help but snort with laughter, "Gu Zhihan, don't be so nervous, you're making me feel like I'm made of paper."
"You're not happy that I'm concerned about you?" Gu Zhihan said irritably as he gently flicked her nose.
"Tehehe!"
Luo Mengmeng stuck her tongue out at him.
Once they arrived at the hospital's lawn, the air instantly became incredibly fresh, filled with the scent of nature everywhere.
Mengmeng took several deep breaths, "It's definitely more comfortable outside."
Luckily, it was autumn, so the temperature of the sunlight was just right, feeling particularly comforting on the skin.
However, as they walked, Mengmeng suddenly screamed.
"What's wrong? Did your water break? Are you going into labor?" Gu Zhihan immediately raised his voice in question, seeming as if the moment she answered "yes," he would instantly sweep her off her feet and crazily rush to the hospital.
