Mu Cidian's large hand was resting on Xin Zaozao's bulging belly.
The belly was firm and warm.
Mu Cidian's action was overwhelmingly emotional and he couldn't resist the rapid beating of his heart. The warmth in his heart was like a heatwave, radiating and swirling in his chest.
A sense of inexplicable emotion.
An overwhelming, inexplicable feeling of being moved.
At that moment, Xin Zaozao was also taken aback.
After silently bearing this for a few seconds, she was about to push Mu Cidian away.
Suddenly, both of them froze.
Because at that very moment, their baby noticeably nudged Mu Cidian's palm.
The baby's movement even made Mu Cidian's hand wobble.
Mu Cidian couldn't believe his own feeling. Gazing at Xin Zaozao, he said excitedly, "She is kicking me."
Xin Zaozao looked at him.
"She is really kicking me. Can you feel it?" Mu Cidian said. The touch in his palm felt surreal, but it was so real, resonating within him.
He couldn't find words to describe this feeling.
