Su Xiaoling was not worried about giving birth. She had read medical books and understood pharmacology. As long as outsiders did not try to harm her, there would definitely be no problem with her pregnancy.
The people around her were people she could trust. She would not use anyone who was suspicious.
Actually, she was not as gentle as she looked.
Su Xiaolu was always so concerned about her. Su Xiaoling felt very guilty. When she was young, she was the one who promised to be good to Su Xiaolu for the rest of her life, but it had always been Su Xiaolu who was good to her.
"Goodbye, sis."
Su Xiaolu hugged Su Xiaoling and touched her stomach. Feeling the movement in her palm, Su Xiaolu squatted down and pressed her head against it. She said softly, "Goodbye, little guys. I'll bring you something good the next time we meet."
