"Go and accompany her. She needs you." Xia Yihan patted him on the shoulder and asked uncertainly, "Is it the same?"

Ye Nianmo looked at her. "Same."

She was relieved to let him go.

Outside the corridor, Ding Yi fell asleep on the back of her chair. Even in her dream, her eyebrows were wrinkled tightly, with one hand on her abdomen.

He subconsciously tried to smooth her frown, but his eyes looked at her bulging abdomen.

Perhaps it's the reason for the figure. The slightly bulging belly is like a small ball, in which life is flowing.

He focused on the protrusion of his abdomen, and soon a new...