Nan Hua looked at Long Qian Xing, who didn't want to release her hand and hugged her from behind speechlessly.
"I can walk on my own."
"No. What if you trip on your way."
Nan Hua: "…"
As a martial artist, how could she trip so easily?
Moreover, Nan Hua also couldn't really feel the burden of her pregnancy yet. After all, the baby was still en embryo and still very small. It would take some time before it started to show and might hinder her movements on daily basis.
But for now, there was nothing yet.
"By the way, how long is…?" Long Qian Xing looked at Nan Hua's stomach and thought about the days when they were on the frontline.
It seemed that… he was indeed a bit too much during that period of time.
