Nan Feng soon got on the carriage.
Brother Ye hurriedly helped her up and then asked in a low voice, "Fengfeng, are you alright? I saw you holding your stomach just now?"
"I'm fine, just drank some cold water and my stomach hurts a bit, by the way," Nan Feng took the bowl from Liang Shuang: "You should drink some water too, you've been waiting for a long time, you must be thirsty, right?"
"A bit," since it was Brother Ye who handed it over, he drank it quietly without a word.
Nan Feng looked satisfied as she watched Brother Ye, then handed the bowl back to Liang Shuang, "Alright, let's go back."
On the way back, Nan Feng leaned on Brother Ye's chest, and he stroked her stomach as they exchanged sweet nothings for a while.
Latter on, perhaps Brother Ye was tired too, and they stopped chatting. Brother Ye leaned against the inside of the carriage, and Nan Feng lay quietly in his arms.
