I thought about a ball of threads wrapped together, and I could only ask this sentence in the middle of the ring.

"......" Di Yating was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

"Does the back of your neck still hurt?"

The situation was too critical at that time, and once Ouya made a voice to alarm Mangi, the people accompanying him would be in danger.

As a last resort, he could only knock people out and take them away.

"No, it's okay......" Ouya reached out and touched the back of her neck, which was still sore, and buzzed in response.

Silence, and boundless silence......

Both of them deliberately did not mention what had happened the night before the separation, but they didn't know what to say.

Di Yating sat on the edge of the bed, greedily looking at the person in front of him, full of questions, and didn't know how to speak.

She lost weight......

He wanted to know if she was doing well in Abu Dhabi?

He wanted to ask what was going on in the newspapers, and if she and Munji were really together?

He wanted to ask, why did she suddenly run out of the prince's mansion alone, even pregnant with a child, still running around in the crowd......

……

There are too many people who want to ask, but what I want to ask the most is the child in her belly, is it his?!

"Ouya, I know you're pregnant, that child ......" Dia Ting's eyes flashed, and he paused again.

Nervous palms are sweating.

I'm afraid that the answer is not what I want......

"Don't you want it?" Ouya heard his voice, looked up suddenly, and asked nervously.

When the words fell, he looked at Di Yating who was stunned, but his hand unconsciously put it on his stomach and protected the child.

She said, don't you want it?

She was asking him if he wanted it. Meaning, the child is his?!

Di Yating's black eyes were stunned for several seconds before he came out of the circle, and the whole person was completely frozen in the next second.

The child in Ouya's belly is his!

His children......

Diating's dull gaze slowly moved down, looking at her still flat stomach desperately, and wanted to reach out and touch it......

“……”

Ouya saw that he didn't speak for a while, thinking that he really didn't want this child, and his heart sank.

"Dia Ting, I ......"

"Ouya!" Di Yating stretched out his long arms, and before Ouya could speak, he took the person into his arms and hugged her hard, "Thank you, thank you......"

“……”

What is he saying? Ain't he doesn't want either?

"Thank you, this is the best good news I've ever heard in my life, there is no one!" Di Yating pressed the back of Ouya's head with one hand, pressing the person hard towards himself, eager to embed her in his body.

"I want this child, I want him!" And the mother of the child......

Di Yating buried his head in her hair, sniffing the sweet smell of her body, never had he been happier than he was now.

So happy that he can care about everything.

No matter what happened to Ouya and Mangi, he just wanted to take their mother and son home.

"Dia Ting, you let go of me first, you strangled me......" Ouya struggled in his arms, carefully protecting his stomach.

How precious she is to this child, Di Yating doesn't know at all.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have heard him ask about the child, and he wouldn't have worried that he didn't want her to keep the child.

Ouya never even thought that Dia Ting would worry that the child was not his.

"Don't let go! Never let go again in this life! Dia Ting's arms tightened, separated her stomach, and pulled the person into his arms harder and harder.

With his head lowered, he grabbed Ouya's lips.