Gu Qiaoqiao touched her chest, her eyes suddenly lighting up. She understood the meaning behind Qin Yize's words and murmured in disbelief, "Really, it's been a few hours, and I haven't thrown up…"
Gu Qiaoqiao finally uttered the word, because mentioning vomiting in the past would immediately make her nauseous.
It was always accurate, almost every time.
So, they never even mentioned the word.
After Gu Qiaoqiao finished speaking, a brief silence engulfed the room, and they gazed at each other, as if waiting for something.
A moment later, Gu Qiaoqiao closed her eyes and then slowly opened them again. Feeling her own body, at that moment, she looked at Qin Yize in surprise, "Ah Ze, I'm better!"
Her morning sickness had magically disappeared.
Qin Yize's face lit up with joy. His little wife had become too thin these past few days, but now, she could finally eat well.
"What do you feel like eating now?" Qin Yize asked enthusiastically.
