"Sometimes there are people and things that make us want to blindly follow our hearts, even knowing it's wrong. That's the power of love. I'm like that, and so is Dao Dao. Come here, wife~"
Alright, to elevate such shameless behavior to a philosophical level, Yu Xiaoqiang, you win.
Qian pushed him lightly, pretending to resist.
"Those embroiled in the situation are confused, while onlookers see clearly," Qian and Yu Minglang could understand, but Narcissus was oblivious.
From the moment Zhu Dexi hugged her, she had tried her best to push him away—though her determination was strong, her hands were weak, only capable of pushing against soft cotton.
Ultimately, she was tightly held in his arms.
"Let me go."
"I won't!"
"Didn't you hear me say I'm pregnant?"
"If you're really pregnant and willing to keep the baby, I'm willing to take care of you. But I know you're just trying to anger me; you're not pregnant."
