Realizing he had let something slip, Mo Chuxi quickly stopped talking.
"Chuxi, why did you stop talking? Why did you say 'forceful'? Did the person behind Mu Qianshui do something else?"
"No."
Mo Chuxi held Yan Xinxin close and smiled with lowered eyes.
His steps slowly slowed down and finally stopped, his beautiful palm gently caressing her still haggard cheek.
"You need to take care of yourself."
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, Yan Xinxin furrowed her brows in confusion.
"Of course, I will take care, Xixi Number One, don't worry so much. I'm obediently staying in the hospital to protect my pregnancy, nothing will happen."
As she spoke, she touched her belly with both hands.
"Our baby will also be born safe and sound."
"Alright."
Mo Chuxi nodded, ignoring the doctors and patients walking back and forth, he leaned in and placed a tender kiss on Yan Xinxin's lips, lingering for a long time.
"Baby, I love you."
Yan Xinxin raised her beautiful eyes and smiled.
"So sweet."
