When Zhuang Yibo heard this, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Of course she could understand what Qianxing meant by "expression". It was just that she and him had been together for so long and had experienced so many things in the middle. She had not considered this and did not think about it.

But Qianxing proposed this as if this was a very important matter.

After a pause, Zhuang Yibo spoke: "Thousand Stars, this is not important."

"Why doesn't it matter?" Qianxing said, "Zhuang Yibo, you are the one who is pregnant now, and you are the one who is about to suffer. He must take the responsibility to deal with it!"

"He can..." Zhuang Yibo said.

Qianxing said: "How can you do it? Just stay together every day, look at me, I see you, even if you are responsible, right?"

"no……"

What else Zhuang Yibo wanted to say? Qianxing had already interrupted her directly and said, "You don't care, right? You don't care, I care! You don't ask me!"

Zhuang Yibo felt a little headache and said, "What are you going to ask him?"

"Don't worry." Qianxing hugged his arm, and couldn't help glaring at her again as he spoke, as if he was angry that she was not fighting.

Zhuang Yibo was just like a child who did something wrong, lowered his eyes slightly and did not dare to look at her.

...

At noon, the four of them had lunch at the Song family.

Perhaps Qianxing specifically instructed that the dishes on the lunch table were mainly light, but everyone added another bowl of chicken soup.

As soon as Qianxing sat down, he saw Shen Wangjin and Zhuang Yibo sitting opposite him looking at the chicken soup in each other's bowl at the same time.

In fact, the chicken soup had been skimmed with oil, and only a little chicken oil was left floating on the edge of the bowl, but when the two looked at each other's bowl, they seemed to be eager to even skim the slightest bit of chicken oil to the other party.

The two men seemed to realize something when they looked at each other's bowl, and looked at each other.

Zhuang Yibo seemed to find this situation a little funny, but Shin Wangjin just raised his hand and turned the hair beside her temples behind her ears, "Let's have the soup first."

"You drink too," said Zhuang Yibo.

Qianxing looked at the two people quietly, as if he knew how they had spent the past three days.

"You're back." Qianxing held his chin and said to Shin Wangjin, "She has a bad appetite. I can't keep an eye on her all the time when I go to school. I'll leave it to you about supplementing nutrition."

After hearing this, Shen Wangjin turned to look at Zhuang Yibo again.

"Qianxing is talking nonsense." Zhuang Yibo said, "You saw it all the time in those two days, and I ate a lot."

"It's just a normal amount of food, which is also called eating a lot?" Shen Wangjin said, while picking up a chopstick fish, putting it into the plate in front of him, carefully removing the fish bones, and then putting it into Zhuang Yibo's bowl.

Zhuang Yibo took a few sips of the soup, looked up at Qianxing again, and then ate the fish that Shen Wangjin had given her.

Of course Qianxing knew what she meant.

The existence of some people is indeed very important.

Zhuang Yibo even felt much more obedient than before, and even the posture of holding tableware seemed to be smoother than before.

However, Qianxing still has to say what he should say.

"Do you have any plans in the future, two of you?" Qianxing suddenly asked again.

Zhuang Yibo didn't expect her to be so direct. Shen Wangjin paused and replied lightly: "Depending on which side she likes, you can stay here or go back to London."

Before Zhuang Yibo could answer, Qianxing said again: "That's right, of course, the wishes of pregnant women should be the first."

After a pause, Qianxing said again: "Did you ever think about having a boy or a girl?"

"Everything is good," said Shin Wangjin, "I like both boys and girls."

When Qianxing heard this, he snorted and wanted to continue saying something, Shen Wangjin's cell phone suddenly rang-

He said "sorry" and left the table to answer the phone.

Zhuang Yibo then looked at Qianxing, made a praying gesture, and said, "Qianxing, you can let him finish this meal first, okay? You know, his stomach has always been not very good..."
Chapter completed!