Seeing that she couldn't outargue him, Nangong Bing's face flushed red. She simply decided to ignore him and angrily headed to her room on the second floor. Lin Zifeng hurried to catch up, afraid that if she got upset and slipped, it would be unfortunate for his child.
"You don't have to hold me."
Nangong Bing's expression changed, and she forcefully shook off his hand.
But Lin Zifeng, with a face as thick as a city wall, didn't care if she shook him off. He grinned and then did something extremely audacious. Without any warning, he scooped her up by her soft waist and carried her towards the room...
"Hehe, isn't this more effortless and comfortable?"
"You... put me down, there're still people at home!" Nangong Bing struggled to break free, but this guy was too strong, and she couldn't shake him off.
"What are you afraid of? They're all people who belong to my wife. Are you worried they'd see?"
