Although her face was red, Di Xiaxia still didn't look away; his earnest demeanor was irresistibly charming, giving off a special sense of solemn righteousness, making it hard for one to avert their gaze.
Particularly his eyes, so deep.
Di Mingzhe also looked at her, his lips slightly curling up, yet his expression remained so earnest.
After a long while, he slowly curled his lips, his voice deep, "Xiaxia, are you not going to sleep?"
Di Xiaxia: "..."
"Oh, I'll sleep soon." Di Xiaxia hastily snuggled into the bed and covered herself with the quilt. "You should rest early too."
Lately, Di Mingzhe has been handling business affairs late into the night; sometimes she doesn't even know when he comes to bed.
She's getting closer to her due date, and sometimes the fetal movements are quite obvious. He stays up late also to avoid any unnecessary incidents, because when two people in love sleep together, there's always a desire to...do something.
