Master Liu lost his wife early, and he raised his two daughters alone, so he cautioned, "No matter if it's true or not, better to be careful. Have a doctor check it out when the time comes. Alright, the wind is fierce outside, hurry inside."
Zhang Chengye put Xuanbao down, "Xuanbao, go play with your cousin. Uncle will help your aunt inside."
He was a bit anxious, the grocery store was too busy at the end of the year, and he was tired like a dog every day, falling asleep as soon as he hit the bed. They hadn't indulged so unrestrainedly in a long time, and during these past two nights, he had been rather indulgent. He didn't know if it might have harmed the baby.
Moreover, when Wenyao was pregnant with Mei, she had injured her body, which worried him even more.
Zhang Chengye carefully supported Liu Wenyao.
Liu Wenyao glanced at him irritably but didn't refuse, "No need, I'm not made of paper."
