Lu Moqing smoothly stretched his arm out and steadied her from behind. His hand, which had been holding her ankle, suddenly let go, and then both his hands wrapped around her body and the two of them fell back onto the big bed behind them.
He lightly raised his long legs, placing them on top of Qiao Xu's legs.
"Does your stomach still feel uncomfortable? Let your husband help you rub it."
As he spoke, his large hand covered her lower abdomen, gently rubbing it twice before Qiao Xu slapped it away.
After voicing their concerns, Lu Moqing felt a lot lighter after suppressing the feelings he had held onto all day.
He held Qiao Xu close in his arms and remembered the sight of her standing next to Shen Zeheng, laughing and chatting as they entered the First Hospital. His heart couldn't help but sting again.
"When I passed by the entrance of First Hospital today, I saw you with Shen Zeheng, talking and laughing. You didn't even reply to my messages..."
