Leng Zimo let out a light laugh.
"If I could take your place for this matter, I would do it without hesitation!" Cradling her small face, his voice was incredibly gentle, "Xiao Qian, don't be scared, I will take good care of you and the baby."
The look in his eyes eased the tension in her heart substantially. "Zimo, do you like children?" she asked.
Leng Zimo was honest and direct, "If you're the one giving birth, then I like them."
Feeling the full measure of his doting tone, Luo Xiaoqian finally laughed again, "Then I'll give birth."
"Good girl!" Leng Zimo adjusted her seatbelt for her, "Sit tight."
Once he had made her comfortable, he sat back up straight, started the car.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"Of course, to the hospital." Leng Zimo smiled as he steered the car onto the road, "First, we need to confirm whether you are truly pregnant or not."
