"Tang Zelin?"
"Hmm?"
"Tang Zelin?"
"Hmm."
The man's reaction was endearingly dazed, his usually peachy eyes, stripped of their typical pride and sharpness, fixed tightly on his wife's belly, as if by gazing intently, he could see exactly where the child was.
"Tang..."
Just as Su Shu was about to speak, a pair of strong arms lifted her up gently and then carefully placed her on the bed.
"Be careful, where do you feel uncomfortable?"
He asked Su Shu several questions in a row, all about whether she felt anything amiss or if he had done anything wrong.
After several questions, Tang Zelin suddenly sat down beside her, falling silent.
Su Shu raised an eyebrow, sat up leaning against the bedhead, and couldn't help but laugh when she saw Tang Zelin's gaze following her every move.
"I'm just pregnant, not incapacitated, don't be like this."
Tang Zelin watched her, his inner feelings and the words he wanted to say churning like turbulent waves.
But he didn't know what to say.
