"Don't need what?"
Ye Nuanxi was seeing Huo Beichen, this shameless man who always made advances on her, blush with such guilt for the first time, "Tumble in bed, bang bang bang? Don't you find it ironic that your own child would be born from someone else's belly?"
Yes, it was ironic. If it was to be his child, it must come from him, "To want to be a parent without investment, what right do you have to talk about fatherly love or motherly love in the future?"
Huo Beichen: "..."
"I am just worried about your health, aren't I?"
Not only was he worried about her health, but he was also worried about her safety. Jokes aside, if it really came to childbirth, he was still scared; after all, last time they almost both died in front of him. At that time, he was just fond of her, but now it had slowly turned into deep love, and naturally, that fear had also intensified, "I know you feel for the son and want to spoil him, but these kinds of things should be done within one's abilities!"
