Bo Qin: "..."
Although he found Jian Dan's belly an eyesore, he was more worried about her well-being, "Are you really okay?"
Jian Dan hummed, "I'm fine."
...
Meng Xue was lounging on the sofa, holding a plate of fruit, eating with a fork, while Zhou Yao sat beside her, massaging her swollen calf. She noticed Zhou Yao's strange expression and his several attempts to speak but then stopping, so she nudged him with her calf.
"What's on your mind? Do you have something you want to ask me?"
Zhou Yao's face was extremely colorful, his lips moved, "Yes."
"What is it?"
Zhou Yao wasn't usually this reticent, what could be on his mind that was so serious?
This was unusual.
Zhou Yao took a deep breath, thought for a while, and then spoke lightly, "I don't want you to be shocked when I say it."
"Don't worry, I won't be."
Zhou Yao nodded, "And don't get too emotional."
After all, with a big belly, it's not suitable for the mood to swing wildly.
