Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mo Ze couldn't help but look at her with pity, wanting to say something, but not knowing what to say. These days, she is pregnant and can't eat, often get up in the middle of the night, sleep is sometimes not good, legs are still slightly swollen, these, he is in the eyes, but can't share for her, just quietly accompanied by her side, looking at her to withstand all of this dark heartache.
"Qin Xin, go to the kitchen and bring the stew over!" Xuanyuan Mo Ze turned his head and ordered Qin Xin who was not far away.
"Yes." Qin Xin answered before heading towards the kitchen.
"Eating stew again?"
When Feng Jiu heard this, he had a lifeless expression. God knows that these days he changed his tricks and made the kitchen people stew soup for her to replenish her body, this day after day, she ate so much that she wanted to vomit.