Yi Beihan's slender fingers were coldly pale. He turned his head and rubbed his eyebrows gently, trying to suppress the pain in his heart.

After adjusting my mood, I went upstairs.

When he entered the bedroom, Xia Yan had already entered the bathroom, and only the sound of water could be heard in the quiet room.

He took off his coat and placed it on the sofa.

It was already late autumn, but he felt a little hot now. He unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt, scanned the entire room, and accidentally saw a book on the bedside.

He walked over, picked it up and read it. It was the book she was reading during the quarrel that night.

——"Gone with the Wind"

There was a trace of scarlet in Yi Beihan's eyes, his pale thin lips pursed into a line, and his eyes drifted towards the bathroom.

From the time she came out of the hospital until now, she has not mentioned a word about today's examination.

My heart suddenly throbbed.

From that day when he learned the news that she fell into the sea, he made a decision that if she died, he would definitely follow her.

Anyway, in this life till now, the only person who can't let go is her.

There was a faint smile on his lips. If something happened to her, he would just follow her.

……………………

When Xia Yan came out of the shower, she saw the man lying on the bed, holding the novel she read when she was bored.

His white shirt was unbuttoned in two places, slightly revealing his beautiful collarbones on his chest. Just one look at it was enough to make people salivate.

He was still looking down at the book in his hand, seemingly very focused.

It wasn't until she sat next to him that Yi Beihan raised his head.

Yi Beihan's deep eyes were filled with tenderness. With a faint smile on his lips, he put his arms around her waist.

Xia Yan felt much more comfortable at this time and let him pull her to sit on his lap, and then he took the towel in her hand away.

Her hair was wet and still dripping, but as if he didn't care at all, he moved her to his arms and took a towel and wiped it carefully.

His movements were so gentle and Xia Yanle felt comfortable. She lay in his arms with her eyes closed and allowed him to toss her around.

When he finished wiping, Xia Yan was almost asleep.

I feel sleepy these days, which may be related to pregnancy.

Yi Beihan sat there quietly, gently tucking her hair hanging down on her face behind her ears with one hand, and then leaned down to kiss her forehead.

The room was extremely quiet, and Xia Yan also slept peacefully. For a while, the only sound in the room was the quiet breathing of the two of them.

Yi Beihan didn't mind the numbness in his legs, but was afraid that she would catch cold, so he moved, picked her up and put her on the bed, carefully covering her with a quilt.

But he didn't expect that Xia Yan had already woken up.

"Husband..." She called him sleepily, her voice sweet and waxy and especially pleasant.

Yi Beihan's eyes suddenly moved, and a ripple rippled in his heart, troubling his nerves.

His heart, which had been in pain for most of the day, suddenly softened because she called him "husband" every day.

"Go to sleep." His voice was gentle.

Xia Yan was sober now. Thinking of the moment when the doctor said she was pregnant today, she couldn't help but feel excited.

"I'm not sleepy." She snuggled into his arms obediently, resting her head on his chest, looking obedient.

The soft voice lingered faintly in the room, making people's hearts feel warm. Yi Beihan hugged her tightly and shouted like a coquettish girl, "My wife..."
Chapter completed!