It seemed she wasn't quite used to the intense light, so she closed her eyes again after opening them.
He Jingyao chuckled silently.
He held her hand tightly and called softly, "Zhixi."
The person on the bed once again trembled as she opened her eyes, her gaze fixed on his face.
Seeing the confusion in her eyes, He Jingyao understood.
He sighed silently, brought her hand to his lips, and kissed it, "How do you feel, does the wound hurt?"
Her lips moved, but she didn't speak, only gently shook her head.
"The anesthesia hasn't worn off yet." He Jingyao pondered a bit, "If the wound hurts, you must tell me, okay?"
"I... what happened to me?" she asked involuntarily.
"You just gave birth." The man's eyes were dim, but his tone remained gentle, "Do you remember the bet we made before? You won, and from now on I'll be the one changing the diapers."
Zhixi widened her eyes in disbelief, "Child?"
