The next morning, Xia Meilin woke up sored. She turned and saw Lu Yifeng's sleeping face. She frowned at this. Give him an inch and he would take a mile.
She puffed out a breath. She felt sorry for herself, she should have never untied him last night. She touched her tummy and suddenly became worried. Are her babies alright?. She should probably go see a doctor later.
"Good morning." Lu Yifeng said in a husky and thick voice. He reached out and held her by her waist. He lashes fluttered as he opened his eyes.
"Carry me."
He blinked a few times, confused with what she suddenly said. "Hm?"
"I want to take a bath, carry me." She pouted. Because of the soreness she felt, she have a hard time in moving around.
He chuckled at this. He pulled her against him. "We can do that later. Let me hug you for a while."
"Darling." She whined, pushing his head away from her chest.