Xia Wanwan saw Xi Muchen trying to get up, her stomach hurt even more, and she quickly shouted: "I'm fine, don't get up!"
It was rare for Xi Muchen to see Xia Wanwan in such an anxious state, he was slightly stunned, and then softly said: "I won't get up, don't worry, but you have to tell me what's wrong."
The man forced his voice to be as gentle and calm as possible, but the impatience in his eyes was impossible to hide.
Fortunately, Xia Wanwan quickly sat down by his bedside, looking like she was fine now. She stroked her slightly bulging belly with one hand, held the man's hand with the other, looked down at her belly, and smiled somewhat shyly: "I'm fine, just now... the little one just kicked me..."
Xi Muchen, who had been tense, finally breathed a slight sigh of relief and frowned slightly in dissatisfaction: "This little girl is just like you, being mischievous even while in the belly."
As he spoke, he reached out to touch the woman's slightly bulging belly.
