Mu Yunshen, "As long as you're happy."
This guy must have a negative EQ, not realizing the perfect opportunity to wipe her feet, not to mention that a woman's stomach is only so small. He's forcing her to drink a second bowl of porridge; isn't that going to make her burst?!
In fact, Luo Qiangwei was indeed stuffed to the limit, lying on the bed feeling like she would throw up if she moved an inch. She had felt a flicker of fondness for Moh Shiche when he helped wipe her feet... but now that was completely wiped out by her fullness.
However, Moh Shiche didn't seem to think so, his mood improving as he sat by the bed, looked down at her face, and couldn't resist caressing her delicate cheeks with his finger, "The incident with you fainting on set today, it's likely there was something wrong with the poisoned wine in the water you drank. I'll have someone look into it. Rest well these few days, okay?"
