Chen Wangbei reminded him cautiously.
"Prince, it's getting late. We can't delay any longer."
Li Ji ignored him.
He knelt on one knee, turning his head to press his ear against Manman's belly, muttering nonsensically.
"Little one, can you hear Daddy's voice?
If you can hear me, move once. If you can't, move twice."
Hua Manman couldn't help but smile and laugh aloud. "The baby won't fall for your trick."
They were at the city gates, with people coming and going. Pedestrians constantly passed them by.
Li Ji and Hua Manman had already attracted quite a few stares, and some people had even stopped to gawk.
Though they didn't know Li Ji's identity, they could tell from his attire that he was no ordinary man.
A man like him should have been aloof and imposing.
Yet here he was, kneeling on one knee. His tall, imposing frame was suddenly brought low, his cloak embroidered with exquisite scales lying on the ground, mixing with the dirty slush.
