"Aren't you hungry? These snacks won't fill you up; let's go downstairs and see what there is to eat." No way he could let a pregnant woman go hungry, and as for it being the middle of the night, that didn't matter anymore.
"That's not necessary, I'll just have some of these," Song Weiyi said obediently, like a cat not wanting to go downstairs.
"Get up, your clothes are here, put this on." Pei Yibai glanced at her, the command in his words unmistakable.
Song Weiyi licked her lips and got out of bed under his commanding gaze.
Her stomach played a song of emptiness; she really was unbearably hungry.
"Hold out your hands." Pei Yibai instructed, and as Song Weiyi complied, he slipped a thick coat onto her.
Song Weiyi, touched by the man dressing her, wrapped her arms around Pei Yibai's waist.
"Husband, you're so good to me."
"Mhm."
"Husband, I love you." Song Weiyi tiptoed to kiss his chin twice.
