Ye Muyu reached out to touch his face.
Chu Heng looked up, revealing a scruffy chin and eyes full of bloodshot, shadowed beneath, a fatigue that could not be concealed.
"I..." Ye Muyu suddenly reached out to touch her stomach, "The child, the child..."
"The child is fine, outside, Mother is taking care of him." Chu Heng's throat hurt when he spoke, his voice very hoarse.
Ye Muyu let out a sigh of relief, but also felt sorry for him.
She reached out to touch his face, "Ah Heng, go rest."
"Drink some water before sleeping, I'm fine now, really, I won't leave you." She leaned in to kiss him.
Chu Heng kissed her back even harder, as if he was using all his strength to keep her with him.
Ye Muyu cooperated, sensing the man's fear, with only sympathy remaining in her heart.
Chu Heng kissed her tremblingly, feeling that only in this way could he possess her, could he really feel her existence, and deeply realize that she was his.
Chu Heng finally released her, shaking.
