Ye Yuchen: "It wasn't made by the chef."

Qin Zhizhi raised his head: "Huh?"

Ye Yuchen helped him up, holding a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other: "I made it."

Qin Zhizhi let out a sigh, and before she could digest the sentence, a chopstick of noodles was placed in front of her mouth, and she was a little stunned. Blinking his eyes, he looked at the chopstick noodles in confusion.

Seeing that she was not moving, Ye Yuchen lowered his head slightly and blew again, his movements were light and gentle, "It's not hot anymore."

Qin Zhizhi swallowed, "No, Yuyu, are you feeding me?"

Ye Yuchen said as he should: "What's the problem?"

Qin Zhizhi: "..."

There is no problem, but she is only pregnant, and she is not seriously injured or disabled. She feels that it is okay to eat noodles.

Qin Zhizhi stretched out his hand and tried to take it: "I'll eat it myself."

Ye Yuchen took a step back, "The bottom of the bowl is hot."

Qin Zhizhi: "Then..."

Ye Yuchen handed her the chopsticks in his hand: "If you don't want me to feed it, you can. I'll take the bowl and you can eat it."

Qin Zhizhi wanted to say something else, but the man's eyes were very firm, the kind that couldn't be ignored.

Qin Zhizhi had no choice but to pick up chopsticks and eat noodles with his hands.

This bowl was full of food, but she ate too many nutritious meals in the hospital, and it was rare to eat a bowl of noodles with all the colors and flavors, and she still ate it very carefully.

It's just that at the end of the meal, he stretched out on the bed and couldn't move.

Ye Yuchen put the bowl on the bedside table and carefully covered her with the quilt, "Have a good rest."

Then pick up the empty bowl, ready to turn and leave.

Qin Zhizhi grabbed his hand and said, "Yuyu."

Ye Yuchen narrowed his eyes and said, "Huh?"

Qin Zhizhi: "Are you unhappy?"

Ye Yuchen: "No."

Qin Zhizhi said with a flat mouth: "I can see it, you are just unhappy."

Ye Yuchen sighed, she insisted on keeping the child, he was just worried, worried about her body. He Rui's words were vivid in her ears, and she was even more afraid that if she wanted this child, she would...

He didn't dare to think about what happened next.

So until now, he has not thought about the question of whether to keep this child.

At the same time, I also blame myself. The measures are not so rigorous. I think that if there is, it will just turn people home completely, but only if her body allows it.

If he had learned about this two months ago, he would never have let this happen.

If necessary, he will choose to go to the hospital for surgery.

But it's too late to say anything.

Qin Zhizhi was pregnant and insisted on keeping him.

He didn't speak for a long time, and Qin Zhizhi's eyes darkened, and the fingertips of his hand were closed, "Don't you like him?"

Both of them knew what this was.

Ye Yuchen frowned, almost without thinking, and blurted out, "I like it."

Qin Zhizhi looked at him.

Ye Yuchen: "I'm just a little worried."

Qin Zhizhi: "Are you worried about my body? I'm really fine, don't believe me, I'll get up and dance for you?"

She started to lift the quilt, but Ye Yuchen was so frightened that she pressed the person on the bed, with a rare stern voice: "No nonsense!"

Qin Zhizhi pouted, "Oh."

Ye Yuchen was extremely helpless, clasped the back of her head with one hand, and pressed her head against her forehead, each other's breathing was close enough to be heard clearly, he said in a hoarse voice: "Be good, if you want to keep him, then protect him. Take care of him, protect yourself, okay?"

Qin Zhizhi was bewitched by his voice and nodded: "Okay."