"Jiang Zhi," she tilted her head, leaning close to his ear, "we're having a baby."
He was stunned.
She poked his face and repeated, "We're having a baby."
He came back to his senses, a spark lit up in his eyes, and just as quickly, it went out...
"Hm?"
What kind of reaction was this?
She was so confused.
Just a few days ago, she read a novel where, upon hearing the news of a pregnancy, the male protagonist immediately picked up the female protagonist and spun her around, even kissing her.
But Jiang Zhi didn't kiss her, nor did he spin her around.
Zhou Xufang, who was not picked up and spun around, felt dejected, "Aren't you happy?"
"It's not that I'm not happy."
Zhou Xufang thought he wasn't happy; he was even frowning.
"Xu Fang, you can't have a large blood transfusion."
Oh, right.
Zhou Xufang had just remembered this issue, and her brow furrowed too, but she quickly brightened up, "Giving birth doesn't necessarily mean you need a blood transfusion."
