"Brother, sister-in-law is pregnant, not made of porcelain that will break with a touch. Aren't you being too nervous?!"
"Me, nervous?" The man snorted coldly, squinting his eyes, "If I were nervous, I wouldn't have allowed her to accompany you to the blind date!"
As he spoke, the man also laughed and lightly tapped his sister on the forehead.
Fiona covered her forehead, not bothered by him. Anyway, Emma said she would accompany her, so she was in a good mood and didn't mind.
"Haha." Emma watched the sibling interaction, giggled, and then got up to go to the bathroom to freshen up.
The man, still worried, followed closely behind her, almost not leaving her side. Emma glanced at him but didn't urge him to leave.
However, whenever she made a slightly larger movement, like lifting her leg to put on pants, standing on one foot and wobbling, the man would come over to support her, his handsome face stern.
