Time seemed to freeze at this moment!
Ning Yiyuan looked at Little Chu in a daze, her words still echoing in his ears.
Little Chu said…
She... might be... pregnant…
Ning Yiyuan could clearly understand the meaning of these words, but when they were put together, he felt that his brain was not big enough!
After holding it in for a long time, Ning Yiyuan's voice trembled like a tape recorder. "You... you said... pregnant..."
"Pregnant." After completing Ning Yiyuan's unfinished words, Mo Chu calmed down. She reached out to pat her abdomen and nodded again. "Yes, I may be pregnant, so hurry up and let Zhong Wen pass... Ugh!"
After saying this, Mo Chu frowned again and suddenly lowered her head to retch!
As soon as this sound was heard, Ning Yiyuan's soul was immediately summoned back.
