Fu Zixun came over and saw her in a stunned voice. "What's wrong with Bing Bing?" Are you not feeling well?

Her face turned pale day by day, which made her worried.

Qin Yarong looked at him and did not speak. He draped his coat over his shoulder and sat back on the bed with his arms around him. "If you are not in good health, you should lie down. Doctor didn't ask you to lie down for the first three months?"

Fu Zijun talked to himself, and Qin Yayong didn't know if he had listened. Reaching out and touching her abdomen, only at this time can her look have...