Her face suddenly changed, turning deathly pale in an instant.
Cold sweat broke out from her forehead in a moment, a glistening layer as if she'd just been fished out of the water.
Lu Meng held her stomach, her pained moans becoming faint and feeble.
Song Yunchi's body went stiff, his hands and feet numbed; he frantically supported her, "Mengmeng, Mengmeng, what's wrong?"
Pain.
An excruciating pain pierced through, radiating from her stomach through all her limbs and bones.
An overwhelmingly domineering agony swept through and consumed all her senses.
"Ah... it hurts so much."
Her legs turned weak and powerless, with no strength left to stand; she was about to collapse to the ground when the man's hand caught her in time, pulling her into his arms.
Lu Meng's dress was soaking wet, she grasped Song Yunchi's hand in fear, her nails digging deep into his skin, "What... what should we do?"
What should we do?
Could it be that the baby is coming?
