Rong Zhi took a light breath, and Fu Yaoyao heard it and quickly got up, cupping her face anxiously, "Did I hurt you, Shijie?"
Rong Zhi shook her head and casually pointed in front of her.
Fu Yaoyao followed her line of sight, "..."
Her cute little face instantly became serious. She reached out and poked the bulging spot, not daring to use much force, but indeed touched something soft.
"Ah! Shijie is actually going through a second growth spurt. Wait, I'll go make you some medicinal soup to nourish your body!"
Rong Zhi: "..."
Shouting so loud, it's too much.
She bent over to reach for the phone at the bedside. The room was heated, and as she was wearing a thin nightgown, two buttons came undone in the process, causing it to slide down her arm, revealing her large area of porcelain-white, delicate skin to the air.
When she got the phone and looked up, she unexpectedly met a pair of mesmerizing eyes that shimmered like peach blossoms.
