Song Yi felt it, and couldn't help but glance at Tang Si: "What's wrong?"
She chuckled: "Someone else is having a baby, why are you so nervous?"
Tang Si pulled her into his arms, and she felt Tang Si's warmth and tenderness.
From this position, she couldn't see Tang Si's expression but only heard Tang Si say: "You know what I'm nervous about."
Every mother is like walking through the gates of hell when giving birth.
There are some things that no one can predict; giving birth is inherently a risky process.
Hearing Tang Si's words, Song Yi felt a softness in her heart, actually she just felt amazed, hadn't really thought about how painful it might be when the time comes.
But in Tang Si's eyes, this little woman in his arms, so delicate and small, how could she give birth.
Tang Si's voice was a bit hoarse: "After the child is born, I can raise them, but I just want you to be okay."
