"Is it me who got you pregnant?"
"Yes... it's you..." Tang Yu leaned back there, not holding her down, but with her big belly, she simply couldn't get up on her own.
"I should have used my phone to take a picture of you, to show you." Ye Sihan's voice was already hoarse as if injured.
"No." Tang Yu's heart raced. "Let me out... out..."
"Didn't you say you'd help me?"
"I... I've changed my mind... Ugh!" Tang Yu's body suddenly shook, and she whimpered.
"Relax."
Tang Yu woke up in the middle of the night, still lying in Ye Sihan's arms.
The way he held her revealed his possessiveness, almost like he was tying her down.
The nightlight was on in the room, casting a soft glow on Ye Sihan's sharply defined face, creating a play of light and shadow.
Even in sleep, he was still intimidating.
Tang Yu lightened her breathing, trying to move the hand that was on her body. It was heavy, and she dared not to move too much.
