"Yes, my back always gets sore during pregnancy. The later it gets, the sorer my back is, and my belly feels bloated. I just want to lie in bed and rest."
"You've been working hard, Sang'er." Lou Xianyue gently rubbed and massaged her waist and abdomen. He then produced a bottle of milky-white ointment from somewhere and applied it to her belly, easing the uncomfortable bloating.
"It's been less than a month, but your belly is so much bigger than before," he said.
Just over twenty days ago, Sang Luo's belly had been the size of a two- or three-month human pregnancy. Now, it was already close to six or seven months. This little one was making up for its previously stunted growth in the mid-to-late stages of the pregnancy.
Sang Luo snuggled in Lou Xianyue's arms, hooking her arm around his neck and whispering in his ear, "Do you want another son, or a little girl this time?"
"As long as you're the one giving birth, I'll love them either way."
"You have to pick one!"
