"Really? Can I really still get pregnant?" Her voice trembled as she raised her eyes to look at the man who promised her, and without any reason, she reached out to caress his face, saying with heartache, "Young Master, is it because of my issues that you haven't rested well? I'm sorry..."
She seemed to be someone who always caused trouble for him, one issue today, another tomorrow!
"Be good, rest well." Beitang Yao curved his lips into a faint, lonely smile, coaxing her to sleep: "I'll sleep with you."
She nodded heavily, then leaned against his chest, gently closing her eyes, finding comfort in his scent for the moment.
His large hand gently wrapped around her slender waist, moving her body closer to him, wanting to hold her tighter and give her more strength.
Xia Qingqian knew he had always wanted a child, regardless of his reasons for wanting one, but she also deeply felt his heartbreak and sorrow.
The child was gone, and his heart hurt just the same; she could feel it!
