Jiang Yaoyao again: "..."
The car slowly drove out.
She reached out and touched her swollen lips, then whispered two words, "Tyrant."
Who knew Bo Jinlan still heard, "Me, a tyrant?"
Jiang Yaoyao glanced at him, and finally couldn't help but start complaining, "Aren't you? Ever since I got pregnant, you have been constantly telling me what I can't do, what I can't eat, and insisting I stick to your three meals a day nutritional plan...if that's not being a tyrant, then what is?"
"I'm doing it for you and the baby in your belly..."