Xia Zhe bent down to wipe Qiao Mei's feet with a dry towel and said patiently, "Don't let your imagination run wild. You're my first woman and you'll be my only woman."
Hearing this, Qiao Mei's face turned red in an instant.
She reached out and gently gave Xia Zhe a slap on his back as she pouted and said, "What nonsense are you saying. You're telling me this in broad daylight. If other people hear this, they will definitely report you and say that you're shameless!"
"I'm not afraid. We're a legally married couple. Besides, it isn't broad daylight now. It's already dark, and I'm not saying this in public," Xia Zhe muttered softly.
Xia Zhe picked up the basin of used water and walked out. He poured it away and came back to rub Qiao Mei's back.
As Qiao Mei's pregnancy progressed, she began to face the same issues as other pregnant women, even though she was still less affected than other women.
