Chi Zaozao was pregnant, and Ye Que felt deeply regretful for his inexplicable outburst just moments ago.
Afterwards, he asked with concern, "Do you still feel uncomfortable?"
When Chi Zaozao learned that he was willing to keep the baby, even though she still felt nauseous and sick, she shook her head with a smile, "I'm not uncomfortable anymore, husband, I love you so much. Thank you for letting me keep the baby."
What kind of talk is that?
Wasn't the child his too?
Suddenly, he felt that, with this little girl, he had the sensation of holding something so precious in his mouth he feared it might melt, and something so fragile in his hands he feared it might break.
Since when had he, Ye Que, ever been afraid of anything?
Only her.
"I'm still a bit worried. Come on, let's go to the hospital and have you checked out."
He bent down to pick up her shoes and put them on for her. Chi Zaozao didn't move, just watched him put shoes on for her.
