Seeing Ye Xiaoying looking as if she were pregnant, Ye Xuan felt very disappointed. He suspected that this woman had had a change of heart.
Although not long ago, she was ready to die for him, Ye Xuan was such a sensitive man.
A little scent of blood makes you this nauseous, if it were my beloved, wouldn't you be vomiting for three days and three nights?
You must not love me anymore!
Ye Xuan wanted to reason with Ye Xiaoying.
But just then.
"Big brother, I want some too!"
Lou Yaoyao's clear and joyful voice echoed, accompanied by her light, hurried footsteps.
In the blink of an eye, Lou Yaoyao was in front of Ye Xuan.
Then, she raised her head to gaze at Ye Xuan, closed her eyes with a smile, her face full of anticipation.
In the distance, Lou Xinyu frowned, her mouth twitching with anger.
Ye Xuan glanced at the mischievous-looking Lou Yaoyao in front of him and frowned: "Want what? Who are you? Are we that familiar?"
"Gah—"
