Zhan mo, who was unbuttoning his shirt, was startled by ruan Mengmeng's slightly trembling voice.
He was unbuttoning his shirt with his back to ruan Mengmeng, but because of this cry, he turned around instead.
Under the black shirt, the man's honey-colored skin was completely exposed. His strong and broad pecs and tight abdominal muscles were charming.
Ruan Mengmeng,"Yingluo."
"Hmm?" Zhan mo frowned slightly.
He did not quite understand what the shock and surprise on ruan Mengmeng's face meant.
However, her voice was full of energy, no longer as weak as it was at the beginning.
It seemed that he had made the right decision to feed her the porridge.
Ruan Mengmeng's lower lip trembled as she cleared her throat and said, " "Why are you taking off your clothes? We, we are related by blood in a sense, and I'm pregnant."
It was really extremely difficult for him to say these words.
Ruan Mengmeng told herself not to let her thoughts run wild.
