Zhuo Junyue carefully wrapped her in his arms, wearing a comfortable casual shirt.
"Darling, try harder, we need to eat more, you haven't gained any weight."
Ningyan nodded her head, "Okay, I'll try to eat more, and the baby also needs to try harder to absorb nutrients."
She took the pregnancy-preserving medicine on time every day, and after three months, her nausea had subsided significantly, and she felt that the dizziness had also improved a lot.
Now her appetite was good, and she felt she ate quite a bit at every meal.
It's just that, eating like feeding a pig every day, it seemed that she really hadn't gained weight, except for the slight bulge in her belly, there were no changes elsewhere.
Ever since she decided to keep the baby, she almost scrambled to eat every day.
Apart from walking in the garden, she had hardly stepped half a step out of the Zhuo Family's main gate.
Now, she didn't want to think about anything else, just to relax and wait for the baby's birth.
