Lin Chu was unable to eat from the way he looked at her. She raised her head and asked, "What are you looking for? You look at me every day. Can you even look at me so much this morning that a flower grows out?"
Yan Beicheng swallowed the stir-fried noodles in his mouth and asked, "The child still doesn't have any movement?"
Lin Chu, "…"
"No." The corner of Lin Chu's lips twitched, and she rolled her eyes at him. She replied, "I thought that you're looking at me. It's all for the child. Sigh, women who got pregnant and become old won't be considered highly of. What merely remains in the heart and eyes is the child."
"Pow!" Yan Beicheng slapped the chopsticks onto the table. As the movement was a bit big, it scared Lin Chu.
She looked over in shock. 'Could it be that I pretend too much and finally make it unbearable for Yan Beicheng?'
