At this moment, my breasts were so swollen that it was impossible for me to fall asleep; I had to find a way to express the milk.
But when I got up from the bed, I saw Dazhuang looking at me, his voice filled with concern as he asked, "Sister Qin, what's wrong? Can't you sleep?"
With his question, I started to feel somewhat embarrassed. My face turned red as I said, "It's nothing, just a bit of breast discomfort. You go back to sleep."
Hearing my words, Dazhuang paused for a moment, and I didn't know if he did it on purpose or not, but suddenly he said, "Can I help you with that?"
"That... that's not something you can help with. You should really go back to sleep," I said.
However, as soon as I finished speaking, Dazhuang suddenly walked in.
I was startled and quickly stepped back: "Dazhuang, what do you want?"
Dazhuang waved his hands repeatedly, smiling naively as he said, "Sister Qin, don't be scared. I just see your breasts looking uncomfortable and wanted to help you."