"Stop! I'm dizzy."
Her heart pounding, Lai Zhiyun was terrified of falling.
"I'm very happy."
Zhou Liao buried his face in Zhiyun's neck, leaving a trail of kisses on her fair, slender neck.
"I can feel it."
Lai Zhiyun hugged Zhou Liao tightly, patting his back gently with both hands.
"Don't leave any marks."
The warm touch on her neck felt ticklish and numb, and feeling the kisses grow more intense, Lai Zhiyun quickly spoke up to remind him.
"I'm going to take a cold shower."
Reluctantly letting go of Zhiyun, Zhou Liao kissed her lips and quickly walked into the bathroom.
"Baby, your dad was almost suffocating."
Lai Zhiyun gently touched her abdomen; she was less than a month pregnant, showing no change in her stomach, and the baby was not yet formed, definitely unable to interact with her.
But Lai Zhiyun didn't need a response; she just wanted to talk to the baby, even though he was still just a yolk sac.
