Because she was moved, Cai Wei couldn't help but speak well of her man in front of the children: "Babies, your father is so good to you! The vegetables and food we eat every day now are all personally grown by your father for us!"
Receiving praise from his wife, Nangong Yi became even more enthusiastic. He gently spoke to the various-sized bumps on her stomach, "As long as you all stay obedient and listen, your father will not only grow food for you to eat, but when you grow up, he'll even teach you martial arts…"
As soon as martial arts were mentioned, the little ones in the stomach started fluttering around, as if they were injected with chicken blood, making many large and small bumps rise on Cai Wei's stomach. Who knew whether they were small fists, little feet, knees, or heads?
"Ouch!"
Cai Wei cried out, clutching her stomach, genuinely worried that these little troublemakers might puncture her stomach.
