On the drive home, Xu Ruolan kept silent all the way.
After all, pregnancy isn't something you can easily talk about.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Ning Fan suddenly asked.
"Huh? Do I look really off?"
Xu Ruolan awkwardly tugged her lips into a smile, her words tinged with obvious panic.
Even she could imagine how ugly her smile looked.
Ning Fan tapped his right index finger on the car window, looking at Xu Ruolan's side profile and said:
"Your face is full of 'please love me' and 'please care for me' signals now; as long as someone isn't blind, they can see it."
"Your face is the one with those weird things written on it!"
"Come on, tell me what's going on?"
Xu Ruoliu frowned lightly, her face full of confusion.
"Well... I wasn't feeling well this morning..."
Ning Fan suddenly leaned back, turned his head, and laughed:
"If you're feeling unwell, you're unwell; why are you blushing? You're making it easy for me to misunderstand!"
