Su Ningyan wrapped her arms around his neck, looking at his handsome, perfect face, "Husband, if I keep eating like this every day, I'll probably become as heavy as a pig soon."
Zhuo Junyue's mouth curved slightly, "Wife, don't worry, no matter how heavy you get, I can still carry you. Just eat without worries."
Some people lose their appetite during the early stages of pregnancy and are unable to eat.
Now that little thing still had a pretty good appetite, which was quite a relief for him.
He wouldn't even mind if she wanted to eat a piece of meat off his body; he would be willing to cut it off for her.
The child of the dragon bloodline naturally had an extremely low chance of conception.
He just feared that on this journey, because of this child, his little thing would suffer a lot.
The next morning, as Ningyan woke up, a wave of nausea rose to her chest.
She dashed into the bathroom without even putting on her shoes and started vomiting.
