"No, you promise me not to leave before I let go." Lin Piaoran greedily put his face on Mu Jiyun's back and felt the intimate touch that had not happened for a long time. Her heart was full of joy. After all, he didn't push himself away, did he?

Lin Piaoran, don't let me rude you, I don't have the hobby of cruelty to a pregnant woman. The voice of indifference passed into her ears through her chest, but instead of letting her go, she held her arms tighter.

"Mu, did you still care about the children in my stomach?" Lin Piaoran chose to ignore the meaning of his words...