"Mo Lingtian," Wei Yang patted Mo Lingtian awake. "I can't sleep."
"The AC is on the highest." Mo Lingtian said while pulling the duvet to his chest level.
"But I'm sweating!" Wei Yang pulled Mo Lingtian's hand and placed it on her chest, she was really sweating and Mo Lingtian was shivering.
"I'm sorry, Wei Yang, but there nothing we can do at the moment. You just went to take a shower some minutes ago and…"
"Mo Lingtian, you caused all these…sniff, sniff."
Mo Lingtian stared speechlessly at the crying woman in front of him and didn't know what else to do. If she was still 17, he would have understood that she was a pregnant teen, but she is eighteen years old now!!!! Well, what's the difference between seventeen and eighteen?
He sighed in his heart and vowed that this was the last pregnancy for them. He pulled her into his arms and kissed the middle of her head. " I'm sorry, wife, I'm really, really sorry. I prom…"
