Gu Moyang was very considerate; whenever she said she wanted to eat something, he would feed her just that.
When he woke up this morning, he noticed that her complexion didn't look very good.
Now that she had the appetite to eat more, Gu Moyang felt relieved.
After all, she was not alone anymore; she was eating for two, so it was important to eat more.
Jiang Xiaonan drank a bowl of porridge, ate two steamed buns, four dumplings, and quite a bit of side dishes.
She gently stroked her belly, "Little brother, I tried my hardest, but I can't eat anymore."
Gu Moyang took a tissue and gently wiped the corner of her mouth, "Alright, if you can't eat more, don't force yourself. Rest for a while; you can eat lunch later."
Jiang Xiaonan looked at the time, suddenly remembering something important.
"Little brother, it's bad."
Gu Moyang had just called the servant to come up and clean when he heard Jiang Xiaonan say this, making him tense up.
"Honey, what's wrong?"
