Gu Fuqiao reached out to touch her chest and found it really seemed to have grown quite a bit.
She slightly bit her lips, and the worry in her heart grew a little heavier.
After washing the dishes, when Yan Zhen Guo habitually tried to pounce on Gu Fuqiao, she moved to the side and raised her hand to stop him, saying, "Not today, I'm feeling really tired and seem to have a cold."
"A cold?" Yan Zhen Guo looked at Gu Fuqiao, who seemed absent-minded today, and believed it for the moment. He reached out and touched her head, saying, "Fortunately, you don't have a fever. I'll get you some medicine; we have some cold medicine prepared at home."
After saying this, Yan Zhen Guo got out of bed.
Watching Yan Zhen Guo's back, Gu Fuqiao glanced down at her own belly and sighed heavily, thinking, I hope I'm not pregnant... As for those contraceptives, I should just throw them away early to avoid any mess.
