Although Wen Xinya did not feel like eating, she still forced herself to drink a cup of hot chocolate to replenish her energy under si yiyan's relentless coaxing.
The rest of the process was getting more and more torturous. Wen Xinya clutched the bedsheets so tightly that her joints turned white and her veins popped out. Her black hair stuck to her face messily and beads of sweat formed on her forehead.
She, on the other hand, was like an injured little beast, whimpering helplessly.
Si yiyan looked at Wen Xinya's stomach with a menacing look in his eyes.
This brat was actually specially designed to counter him!
He was used to having everything under control. However, Wen Xinya's pregnancy and delivery were all out of his control, making him completely unprepared.
He had only been caught off guard twice in his life, and both times were because of this brat.
