Lu Qingqing took a short nap and removed her eye mask.
Turning her head, she saw that Fu Yisheng was still resting with his eyes closed, so she quietly got up.
This is the downside of being pregnant while traveling; one has to use the restroom very frequently.
Even though Fu Yisheng hadn't gone to bed until the early morning, he didn't sleep deeply on the plane. Any slight movement from Lu Qingqing would make him take off his eye mask, revealing a pair of eyes that remained gentle and wise, even with a hint of bloodshot.
"Need to use the bathroom?"
"You keep resting, I'll go by myself," Lu Qingqing said.
Fu Yisheng didn't listen to her. Instead, he got up and supported her lower back, "I'll go with you."
Song Xiaorou couldn't help but envy them. Is this what true love and marriage look like? And what about her and Chen Yuxuan?
The higher her expectations had been, the greater her disappointment was now.
