Because we understand each other, we feel sorry for each other.

When Jiang Yue stood up, Guan Feng stood up before her and held her in his arms.

His body temperature and smell made Jiang Yue miss him, and Guan Feng held her shoulders tightly.

Hugging her tightly.

He wished he could rub her into his bones and blood.

Guan Feng's eyes filled with tears, and the veins on the back of his hand throbbed. "Jiang Yue, thank you."

Thank you for giving me the chance to run towards you again.

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Shiyan's due date is approaching, and the whole family seems nervous.

The ones who were least nervous were Shi Yan and Song Yuchen.

Song Yin walks around the room and prays to the gods every day. Recently, Song Yin always goes to the temple to pray, praying that Shi Yan will give birth to the baby safely.

Wen Fang was dismissive at first, but after listening to a few stories told by the monks in the temple, she followed Song Yin to pay a visit.

The two of them went to the temple after breakfast early in the morning, like punching in at work?

Shi Yan was afraid of upsetting the old lady, but no one listened to her advice.

Shi Yan looked helplessly at Song Yuchen opposite her. She raised her foot and gently kicked Song Yuchen, but was suppressed by Song Yuchen with his legs. "Wife, what's wrong?"

"Tell me about grandma and mom. The weather has been really cold lately."

"With springtime approaching and flowers blooming, it's the perfect time to get some exercise."

"You, I'm afraid grandma will get sick."

Song Yuchen glanced at the dishes and chopsticks in front of Shi Yan. "She's in excellent health. How could she possibly be sick?"

"Wife, have some more soup, please?"

Shi Yan looked at him angrily, "Not good!"

(End of this chapter)