Long Yue's expression was somewhat wooden, but upon hearing Duanmu Nan's words, her black eyes suddenly sparkled.
She looked at Duanmu Nan in surprise: "Master, what good news? Is A Mu okay? Has he returned? Yes, he must have returned!"
Long Yue joyfully lifted the bedding, trying to get up from the bed, but was pressed down by Duanmu Nan's long, fair fingers.
Long Yue didn't notice that his touch was so gentle, almost without force, yet she couldn't get up.
But she wasn't paying attention to that now, her mind was fully occupied with the good news he had mentioned.
Her bright eyes blinked, and her long eyelashes fluttered like little fans, making one's heart itch with longing.
Duanmu Nan was almost entranced, nearly losing composure, quickly turning his face away: "You...are pregnant."
Long Yue's beautiful eyes froze, rooted to the spot.
She felt her mind buzzing, almost unable to believe her ears!
Am I hearing things?
I'm... I'm pregnant?
