"Heh heh..."
On the other hand, Wu Yue started laughing, "Yang Tian, is it fun?"
"..."
Yang Tian also knew that Ling Ying was his woman alone.
There was no way she could be involved with another man.
So if Ling Ying was really pregnant, it must be his child.
Thinking of this, Yang Tian used his Divine Sense to probe into Ling Ying's belly. Soon, he sensed an ice-cold aura.
This ice-cold aura was condensed within Ling Ying's belly and seemed somewhat expansive.
"Yingying, maybe there's a mistake. It doesn't seem like you're pregnant."
Yang Tian said and then used his Spiritual Breath, gathering it onto his palm, gently pressing it on Ling Ying's abdomen.
An ice-cold aura emanated from within Ling Ying's belly.
Ling Ying felt her whole body relax; she looked at Yang Tian in surprise, "Brother Yang, I feel like my whole body is comfortable now, not so uncomfortable, and I don't want to vomit anymore. What's going on? Am I really not pregnant?"
"Indeed, you are not pregnant!"
