"Has it been naughty today?"
Seeing Lin Chuxia's small hand resting on her swollen belly, Qin Yang's big hand also covered it.
As soon as he touched the woman's hand, he felt the belly bulge; even with a hand in between, it was obvious.
"Is the little one kicking you again?"
From initially being curious and expectant about the baby's movements to now, Qin Yang watched as the little one practiced tai chi in his wife's belly at any given moment, and he began to feel sorry for her.
Sometimes, seeing her belly get deformed from the kicks, he worried that it might hurt her.
Even though Lin Chuxia repeatedly assured him that it didn't feel too intense, he was still unsettled.
Lin Chuxia smiled slightly, "The little one is very good; he just knows dad is home and is welcoming you."
