Yang Fan looked at her growing belly and helped her sit down on the sofa: "Are you used to the days here?"
"Living here all the time, I'm quite used to it." Now Nie Yuling wants nothing more than to give birth to the child.
Yang Fan knew all too well how stifling it can be for someone to stay in a room all the time: "Come on, while we have time, I'll take you out for a walk."
Nie Yuling nodded in agreement, already having someone prepare lunch.
The traces of autumn show no change on this tropical island, much like summer, the stuffy season is always like this. Fortunately, today, the clouds are thick, and the sun has no chance to peek through.
On the beach, the two walked side by side, talking about everything and anything, but eventually, all topics converged on the unborn child and future plans.
