Xiao Li hurried over, her hands supporting me nervously, "Are you okay? Are you so tired that it's causing some pregnancy distress?"
"No, it's just that I..." My sentence wasn't yet complete.
Xiao Li yelled towards the door, "Yu Longting, your wife's stomach is feeling unwell."
"Don't... call him," I twitched at the corner of my mouth.
In less than three seconds, Yu Longting suddenly appeared by my side.
He hooked my waist with one hand, taking it from Xiao Li, and with the other he rubbed my stomach, "Wanwan, does your stomach hurt a lot?"
"My stomach is fine. Dumpling turned over in his sleep, and his little foot touched my stomach. It tickled..."
I was embarrassed beyond words.
Yu Longting's deep black eyes looked down, "Is that all?"
"Chen Xiaoli has always been this jumpy," I rolled my eyes at Xiao Li.
Xiao Li said, "You suddenly bent over and clutched your stomach. I thought you were having pregnancy trouble, or that someone had done something sneaky to you. My heart nearly stopped from fright, and now you scold me for being jumpy!! Eh? Is that the baby's little foot?"
Xiao Li was originally infuriated by me.
Suddenly, her eyes brightened, as if she'd discovered a new world.
Through the thin cloth of the cheongsam on my belly, the shape of a small foot was imprinted.
That scene was incredibly soothing.
"Hmm, seems like it," I replied.
Yu Longting was momentarily stunned, his demeanor unbelieving as he touched the spot where the small foot lay, "He has feet?"
I figured Yu Longting must be thinking of Xintang with her snake tail.
It was quite unexpected that our Dumpling actually had legs.
Xiao Li also showed a covetous expression that screamed 'I really, really want to touch it,' "I want to touch it too."
"Go ahead," I said, grabbing Xiao Li's hand and guiding it over.
Yu Longting composed himself and retracted his hand.
Xiao Li then began touching my stomach unabashedly, exclaiming, "Wow, wow, this is really awesome."
"What's so awesome about it?" I teased Xiao Li as I watched her starry-eyed. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
Xiao Li bent over, pressing her ear to my belly, "My godchild is so soft and round. No wonder you call him Dumpling, he's just too cute!! I think I can hear his heartbeat."
"That's the sound of water in my stomach." I almost didn't have the heart to shatter Xiao Li's illusion, but for fun, I told her the truth.
Xiao Li glanced at me, "Chen Yuanyuan, you are so mean, shattering my dream. Dumpling, why are you in a sleeping state? I heard from Beichen that you can talk, you can! talk~!"
Xiao Li got excited, rambling non-stop, "Dumpling, when can godmother hear you talk? I really want to hear Dumpling call me godmother."
"Don't be disappointed. Next time he wakes up, I'll definitely call you first," I said to Xiao Li with a laugh.
Xiao Li happily hugged my waist gently and looked at me earnestly, "You haven't finished eating yet, don't starve my Little Dumpling. Come downstairs with me to eat."
"Hey, sister-in-law, can I touch Dumpling's foot?" Yu Rongling moved closer, his eyes filled with longing.
Yu Longting cracked his slender fingers, which made a snapping noise, and raised an eyebrow, "Looking for death?"
"Damn, that woman has no blood relation to Dumpling and she already touched Dumpling's footsie. I'm his uncle, waah waah waaah..."
Yu Rongling whined. He stared at Little Dumpling's small foot inside my belly, practically drooling all over the floor.
It was clear that he truly, truly adored Dumpling.
Yu Longting shot Yu Rongling a warning glance, "If you dare touch my wife, I'll chop off your hand. You're already wearing the Cultivation Spiritual Garment, so just meditate and recuperate, trying to postpone the poison. Don't waste your sister-in-law's hard work."