That bastard said he'd come back and have lunch with you soon, but it's been over half an hour!
"Miss, you can't always frown like that; it will affect the little master's mood."
Chen Yiling sat down in a huff, "Why do I feel like he's avoiding me? Is it because he really doesn't want to see me?"
"You're definitely overthinking it. He's just suppressing the bandits now, and there are many things to deal with afterward."
ChunTao tried to persuade her tirelessly.
Women do get over-anxious when they are pregnant. Without timely consolation, they can easily get upset.
Chen Yiling nodded; it should be that way, right?
Although she was a bit pregnant, it still had nothing to do with ugliness.
But this thought was like poison; once it emerged, it couldn't be dismissed.
Alas, why was she so insecure?
She had never been like this before.
ChunTao poured a glass of water for Chen Yiling, and she sipped from the cup, still full of worries.