"Wife, be careful, there are steps here."
"Walk slowly; the grass is slippery."
"Wife, there's a small stone here."
"..."
Finally, Qiaoxu couldn't take it anymore and gritted her teeth, "Lu Moqing, do you ever stop? It's just a pregnancy. When I was pregnant with Qiao Yi, it wasn't so dramatic!"
Qiaoxu just casually said it without giving it much thought, wanting to tell Lu Moqing that pregnancy was not that exaggerated and not so fragile that a little carelessness could cause problems.
After all, back then, Qiao Yi had had such a hard pregnancy, but this one was much better behaved with little pregnancy reactions. Except for feeling tired, there were no reactions at all, so he really didn't need to be so nervous.
But after she finished yelling, she saw Lu Moqing's complexion change slightly, a trace of self-blame on his face, which made Qiaoxu couldn't help but pause, not knowing why he suddenly showed such an expression.
