Lu Weixi's body stiffened slightly, but she didn't move away; she simply let him hold her from behind. Qin Zhiyou didn't force anything on her, he just kicked the shopping bag beside the sofa, "I was out of town this time and the banquet happened to be arranged in a mall, right next to the maternity area. I didn't really know what to buy, so I just picked a bunch of things. Take a look tomorrow, and if you don't like them, just throw them away, and I'll buy you better ones next time."
He still remembered how five years ago during her first pregnancy, she threw all the maternity products he bought into the trash. Qin Zhiyou didn't realize it was depression, he just thought, as long as she liked them it was fine, and if not, it didn't matter if she threw them away, as long as she didn't hide it from him.
She also understood the meaning in Qin Zhiyou's words, and the present her wouldn't feel as suppressed as before. Lu Weixi spoke somberly, "Then I need to pick carefully."
