Who's talking?

Mo Zitan walked forward and squatted on the ground. She reached out and pulled Lin Qinghui's arm.""Aunt, pregnant people like to overthink! What could have happened at home? Sister-in-law and brother Yan are having their own time! It's normal for her to not pick up the phone. "

"Yes." As Lin Qinghui spoke, she lay there and fell asleep very quickly because she was very tired.

He had only slept for a few minutes when he suddenly jolted awake.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Ruyan was eating when she saw her almost roll down from the soft couch. She was so scared that she threw her food aside and ran forward.

Mo Zitan's clothes were hit by the thing she threw, and she was in a mess.

Lin Qinghui sat at the side and seemed to be out of breath.

Mo Zitan brought over a glass of water. Lin Qinghui only felt better after drinking a few sips.

"I dreamed that Cheng Ming died." Lin Qinghui said. This feeling was very depressing.