However, considering the person was his future brother-in-law, Fu Nancheng held back with a grim face.
Constantly comforting himself that they were just too excited, just hadn't seen each other for a long time...
It would be okay once they calmed down.
But as time ticked by, Qiao Xuan still clung to Qiao Mo, unwilling to let go.
Fu Nancheng's face turned from blue to purple, looking unbelievably grim.
How long was he going to keep hugging?
Even he hadn't hugged her that long!
It's really... an eyesore!
Fu Nancheng deeply regretted at this moment, wishing he hadn't rushed to have Zhaoran perform the surgery for him back then.
It would have been better to drag it out for three to five years, at least until the baby was born.
While his thoughts drifted away, he noticed the two were still chatting away, completely ignoring his presence.
"I'll peel an apple for you." Qiao Mo sat by the bed, holding a knife, her hands still trembling a bit.
