Fang Tianliu was speechless.
Subconsciously, he still felt that she was still that sharp-tongued girl he used to know. In the past, Li Xiangjun had never shown any weakness in front of him.
"You..."
"You can leave." Li Xiangjun stayed hidden in the blanket. "I need to get up and wash up now. It'll be troublesome if you stay here."
Fang Tianliu looked around and sat down on a chair not far away. "Go wash up in the next room. I'll sit here for a while. Don't worry Miss Li, I am not a beast. I won't touch a pregnant woman like you."
"Do you really have to talk to me like this?"
Li Xiangjun turned over and sat up. She took her jacket from the shelf beside her and put it on. She raised her head and looked at Fang Tianliu. "Can you come over and help me?"
Fang Tianliu kept looking out the door, but his gaze never left Li Xiangjun.
"With?" Fang Tianliu pointed at himself with a confused look. "What can I help you with?"
