Otherwise, in Shen Yijia's current situation, Song Jingchen had no doubt that even if he temporarily coaxed her into agreeing to return to Nanling Pass first, this girl would probably return to the front line to look for him because of a nightmare or other reasons. In that case, it was better to keep her by his side.
"Don't I look like a ball? Why do I feel that way?" Shen Yijia lowered her head and walked around in a circle.
Her cloak was lifted up by her big stomach. Her head was small, and her body was big. She looked exactly like a tumbler.
Song Jingchen's eyelids twitched and he quickly helped her sit down.
Seeing how nervous he was, Shen Yijia rolled her eyes. "I'm not that weak."
Why did everyone treat her like a porcelain doll?
Song Jingchen said without thinking, "Jiajia is the most powerful. You're not weak at all. It's the two little fellows in your stomach who are weak."
