Jiang Yichun, a little excited, grabbed Bai Ruozhu's hands, but quickly let go the next second, worryingly asking, "Are you really okay?"
Bai Ruozhu touched her belly with one hand and smiled, "It seems they haven't reacted much, and I don't have that breathless feeling. I should be fine."
He pulled her into his arms, his movements a bit hasty yet very careful to avoid her belly.
"Ruozhu, Ruozhu..." he murmured softly in her ear, "I miss you so much."
"I miss you too." She sniffled, her eyes turning red.
"Don't cry, I'm fine, aren't I?" He released her, holding her shoulders, gazing into her eyes.
The pitch-black eyes seemed like vortices; with just one glance, she was drawn in. Warm breath approached closer, and a kiss fell down.
But then he quickly let go again, muttering, "Damn, I didn't ask the old man if kissing was okay."
