The woman's appearance couldn't be called beautiful, but her skin was excellent, delicate and rosy, with almost no blackheads or acne marks, and she wasn't wearing makeup.
Her figure was also what would be considered slightly plump, especially at the chest which was almost bursting out, nearly popping the buttons on her shirt, her entire being exuding vitality.
Even her prominently swollen belly didn't ruin the view; instead, it added a maternal charm to her.
The woman walked up to the two of them and unbuttoned her shirt from bottom to top.
"Hmm..."
When Liu Zheng saw her belly, which looked like a balloon, he couldn't help but frown.
It was not the belly of a normal pregnant woman. What should have been smooth and rosy like the skin on her face had become pale and withered, like paper that had been crumpled with water, forcibly dried out and flattened.
Thick veins protruded under the skin like earthworms, slightly twitching, sending nutrients to the swollen uterus.
