Yu Chiyin saw her foolishly raise her hand and pinch her face with such force that she exclaimed in pain and frowned in discomfort.
"It really hurts, it's not a dream," Lu Fengxuan said.
Then, she reached for the pregnancy test report in his hand and clearly saw the words "four and a half weeks pregnant" on it, causing her to both cry and laugh at the same time.
She was really pregnant.
It wasn't a dream.
Yu Chiyin stretched out his long arm to gently pull her into his embrace, patting her slender back lightly with his palm.
His embrace was firm and strong, like the warmest harbor.
Since he quit smoking, his scent carried a faint hint of mint, the fragrance of the bath product used at home, clean and refreshing.
Breathing in his scent deeply, Lu Fengxuan sniffed, her excitement that wanted to burst into tears suddenly quieted down.
