Upon hearing this, Xuan Yingluo froze.
Zhou Yu hugged her and placed his large hand on her protruding belly to touch it. He probably felt that it was fun and felt good, so he pinched her belly again.
Xuan Yingluo felt a little pain and dodged it. “What are you doing?”
“Can’t I even pinch your flesh?”
”...”this wasn’t flesh, but a small life. Xuan Yingluo was speechless. This straight man was probably the only person in this world who could pinch a pregnant woman’s stomach.
Xuan Yingluo refused. “No, don’t pinch me. You’re hurting me.”
Zhou Yu furrowed his heroic eyebrows. “Why are you so delicate now? When did I hurt you? I didn’t hurt you at all.”
