Wen Qinghe felt the warmth of her belly under her palm, and her heart pounded nervously.

It's hard to imagine that, through that thin layer of skin, there's a tiny life growing inside.

The little thing inside her seemed to sense her touch.

It actually moved slightly.

The force wasn't great, but it still elicited a soft gasp from Wen Qinghe.

Yan Xiao was startled and quickly put down the tonics and books in his hands. He rushed over to take her small hand back and nervously held it in his hand to check it repeatedly.

Her tone was anxious: "What's wrong, Qingqing? Did it bully you?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Tiezhu, who was standing to the side, was so angry that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he looked incredulous: "Brother Yan, do you want to hear what you just said?"

What, can you still prick someone through the stomach?

Tang Lingling was speechless for a moment.

Wen Qinghe was still immersed in the feather-like touch that had just brushed against her palm.

After a long pause, he stammered, "It...it just moved...did it?"

Yan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief; he had almost stared Tang Lingling's belly until it was bulging out.

With the pressure on her stomach gone, Tang Lingling breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Qinghe then realized what the man had just said and couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

"What nonsense are you talking about! It's inside my belly, what can it do to me?"

Then, her expression softened as she looked at Tang Lingling's pregnant belly, carefully placing her small hand on it, her tone gentle.

"Sweetie, don't listen to this uncle's nonsense. You really like me, right?"

As if responding to her, the little one moved again inside her belly.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wen Qinghe's eyes, "I love you so much, baby! Be a good girl and don't bother your mom. When you're born, Auntie will treat you to something delicious!"

The young girl was playfully interacting with the baby in her friend's stomach, completely unaware of the man beside her with a slightly gloomy and resentful expression.

As the temperature around me gradually cooled, the golden sun slowly sank, painting the horizon with a soft amber hue.

Wen Qinghe realized that it was already late.

He got up and called Yan Xiao, preparing to say goodbye to Tang Lingling and go home.

She asked Yan Xiao to give the pregnancy milk powder he brought to Feng Tiezhu, and to make sure he made sure to give Lingling a cup every day to supplement her nutrition.

She also gave the books she had brought to Tang Lingling, ostensibly to help her pass the time.

Tang Lingling was surprised when she saw the thick stack of books that Wen Qinghe had brought, which turned out to be all high school textbooks.

I inexplicably felt like I was being controlled by my teachers when I was in school.

However, she is now almost six months pregnant and is constantly being pressured by her mother-in-law and husband not to do any work, which is indeed very boring.

The books that Wen Qinghe sent soon came in handy.

Tang Lingling never expected that she would have the opportunity to study again after getting married.

Later, once I delved into the knowledge I hadn't picked up in a long time, I couldn't stop.

The more she read, the deeper she went, and Wen Qinghe even made annotations for some parts that she didn't understand.

It was easy for her to pick it up again.

This led to everyone being as anxious as ants on a hot pan when the college entrance examination was later announced to be reinstated.

Only Yan Xiao and his wife were relaxed and at ease. Tang Lingling was calm and composed, and she was also extremely grateful to Wen Qinghe.

...

As the sun sets, the surrounding light gradually fades.

Only a patch of orange-red sunset remained on the horizon.

Wen Qinghe linked arms with the man's strong forearm, and just by listening to her light footsteps, one could sense her joyful mood.

This was the first time she had directly experienced the wonder of life.

Just thinking about how a little Lingling might emerge from Lingling's belly in a few months...

Just imagining it made her heart melt, and a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

But she didn't notice that the man had been silent the whole way.

They were almost home, but the little one still hadn't noticed his mood.

Yan Xiao finally couldn't help but ask softly, "Qingqing, are you very happy today?"

"Yes, of course I'm happy! The little one in Lingling's belly likes me very much!" The girl's eyes curved into a smile.

"But I'm not happy."

The man's slightly dejected words made Wen Qinghe's smile falter.

She stopped, puzzled, and looked up into the man's eyes.

The man's dark pupils were very black, and his eyes were deep and unfathomable, revealing no emotion.

But the moment she looked over, his dark eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Ayan, what's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" Wen Qinghe asked with concern.

"Qingqing called someone else 'baby' today...Qingqing has another little baby now, does that mean she won't like me anymore?"

The man's voice was noticeably low and filled with a hidden resentment.

These slightly teasing words surprised Wen Qinghe, who replied with a wronged tone, "When did I call someone 'darling'?"

Yan Xiao lowered his eyes and reminded her, "This afternoon, at Tie Zhu's house. That little thing."

Wen Qinghe suddenly realized, then burst out laughing, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"It's not even born yet, so it's practically a little baby!"

The man argued vehemently, his eyes growing increasingly dim and dejected, "But in all my life, I've never heard anyone call me that before..."

Wen Qinghe choked on her words.

She then looked at the muscular man in front of her, who was a full 1.9 meters tall, with a somewhat puzzled expression. She really didn't expect that her Ah Yan had such a little-known quirk.

However, since he is her man, she should be favored.

We've arrived at our doorstep.

She first looked around, but there was no one there.

She then beckoned with her finger, signaling the man to bow his head.

Yan Xiao bent down in agreement.

The young girl reached up and hooked her arm around the man's neck, pulling him down. Her warm, fragrant breath sprayed onto the man's bronze ear.

Yan Xiao's large hand suddenly clenched, and the veins on his arm bulged.

Then a soft, sweet voice rang out.

"My darling Ayan, you're my absolute darling~"

Almost instantly, Yan Xiao's face turned bright red, and his mind seemed to explode with fireworks.

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of my chest.

His blood surged downwards, and the darkness in his eyes deepened.

He was panting heavily when he grabbed the little girl's bottom with his large hand, making her slender legs wrap tightly around his waist.

With his other hand, he pushed open the door and then quickly closed it behind him.

The man's breathing became heavy, his steps unsteady, and upon closer inspection, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Baby...please say it again..."

The voice was already frighteningly hoarse.

Wen Qinghe never expected that a single sentence could have such a powerful effect.

Little did she know, what she didn't expect was yet to come.

…

"I'm your big...baby? Hmm?"

"Indeed, because Qingqing is my little...darling..."

"No, there's a place..."

The man rubbed his fingertips together, his eyes red as he spoke to himself.

If you ignore everything else, this sounds like a perfectly normal, affectionate conversation between a couple.

But ironically, these antonyms of symmetry are manifested precisely in the asymmetrical aspects.