"What's wrong?" Bo Zhiyi asked.

Xu Qingcheng didn't speak immediately, he just hugged her like this. Bo Zhiyi's hands naturally followed Xu Qingcheng's waist.

This was the first time in this period that Xu Qingcheng had taken such initiative. It was impossible for Bo Zhiyi not to feel anything, but under such circumstances, Bo Zhiyi did not dare to say anything.

But he didn't dare to use force, for fear of crushing the child in his belly, so Bo Zhiyang seemed much more cautious.

"You are too thin. You need to eat more. No pregnant woman is as thin as you." This is the most direct words Bo Zhiyi said every time he hugged Xu Qingcheng.

It seems that no matter what food I cook for Xu Qingcheng, I can't make Xu Qingcheng fatter. Her limbs are still slender. As long as Xu Qingcheng doesn't say anything, you can't tell that she is a pregnant woman.

"The doctor said I'm fine like this." Xu Qingcheng whispered, "People who are too fat have to deal with fat during caesarean section, which is very troublesome."

Bo Zhiyi couldn't laugh or cry: "That's ridiculous."

The topic seemed to have been sidetracked, and suddenly, the air became quiet again.

Bo Zhiyi's voice soon continued slowly: "The water is boiling, I need to boil the powder first, okay?"

"I won't eat anymore." Xu Qingcheng said dully.

"Then I'll make whatever you want to eat." Bo Zhiyi was still good-tempered.

"You're so annoying." Xu Qingcheng looked at Bo Zhiyang angrily.

Bo Zhiyi hummed: "I'm so annoyed, but I only annoy you."

Xu Qingcheng: "..."

I don't know when this man became so glib, and suddenly he couldn't say anything back.

In the end, Xu Qingcheng could only look at Bo Zhiyang like this. Bo Zhiyang had no temper at all and still looked at Xu Qingcheng quietly.

"I'll take you to the sofa first." Bo Zhiyi hugged Xu Qingcheng and said calmly, "Don't stand, it's too tiring."

Xu Qingcheng didn't refuse. She really couldn't stand for a long time, which was different from ordinary pregnant women.

Bo Zhiyang took Xu Qingcheng and sat down on the sofa. Then Bo Zhiyang's eyes fell on Xu Qingcheng and waited patiently for Xu Qingcheng to speak.

When Xu Qingcheng sat down, she could vaguely see her bulging belly. Xu Qingcheng was now more than four months pregnant. At this time, she could feel slight fetal movement.

Bo Zhiyang had felt it before, but at that time, he had never cherished it, and now, he seemed to want to touch her even more.

"Can I touch it?" Bo Zhiyi asked.

"What?" Xu Qingcheng didn't understand.

"Belly." Bo Zhiyi looked very solemn when he said it.

Xu Qingcheng didn't respond, which was regarded as acquiescence. She looked at Bo Zhiyi's broad palm pressing against her belly, stroking it very lightly.

There was an indescribable feeling, the whole air became quiet, and the belly, which was only more than four months old now, could not feel any movement, at least Xu Qingcheng couldn't notice it.

On the contrary, Bo Zhiyi's hand suddenly stopped: "Did he move?"

"It's only 18 weeks now, so it's hard to feel external forces." Xu Qingcheng said directly.

"I can." Bo Zhiyuan said directly.

Xu Qingcheng was too lazy to argue with Bo Zhiyi and kept quiet. If Bo Zhiyi liked to think so, then he would think so.
Chapter completed!