"Let's find out!" Just out of the shadows of pregnancy, currently being cared for by Wang Xinying, Yang Xiaoya was also somewhat hesitant.
"It's definitely for your health, if there really is a child in your belly, we must go to Yin Xiaofan to settle the account," Wang Xinying blinked.
"Okay, Wang Xinying, you're mocking me," Yang Xiaoya charged at her, beginning to scratch Wang Xinying's itch.
"You're bullying me, see how I'll teach you." Wang Xinying was not to be outdone; she started fighting back, continuously attacking Yang Xiaoya's armpits and waist.
Wang Xinying and Yang Xiaoya frolicked on the bed. Compared to Wang Xinying, Yang Xiaoya had an advantage. After a while, they got the upper hand.
Her hands kept traveling on Wang Xinying's waist, causing Wang Xinying to laugh non-stop, losing even the strength to retaliate.
"Alright, Xiaoya, I give up, I give up," Wang Xinying really couldn't bear it and had to choose to surrender.
