I’m Not Close to Young Master Lin, It’s Not Nice to Use His Room
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Stop moving." Qi Chengzhi held onto her waist and pulled her even closer.
"I'm scared that I'm putting too much weight on you, I'm really heavy now," Song Yu said softly.
Qi Chengzhi lowered his head to look at the freshly nourished face of hers that was bathing in a red glow. He looked at her with a gentle smile and gaze, lowered his head and pecked on her nose. "No, you're not heavy at all."
Qi Chengzhi's dry, burning hand pressed against her tummy and gently grazed over. "How many months do we have to wait before we can see any fetal movements?"
"I heard them said around five months. We're almost there," Song Yu said as she put her hands on her bump. "I really want to give birth to him sooner."
"I've already thought of a name," Qi Chengzhi said. His elegant, slender fingers combed Song Yu's hair and wiped away the sweat on her forehead."