Fu Jingyu laughed helplessly, "Is it because I spoil you too much that you spend every day at home suspecting me of being with this or that woman?"
"I'm just worried," Ye Fanxing said. "You see, people say that when a woman is pregnant, it's the time when men are most likely to cheat."
Fu Jingyu hugged Ye Fanxing in his arms and kissed her lips. Her kiss was sweet, sweet like honey, but not cloying, "Your hubby has very high standards—no one but you meets them."
Ye Fanxing looked at the man in front of her, feeling her heart thumping because of his magnetic voice.
Fu Jingyu gently put her on the bed, careful not to press on the baby in her belly, and while stroking her hair, kissed her face from time to time. The two of them were sickeningly sweet.
Ye Fanxing felt a little embarrassed, "I feel like we are being so silly!"
Fu Jingyu smiled, "I'm silly?"
"No, I'm silly." How could Ye Fanxing dare to call him silly!
If he took revenge, it would be merciless.