Di Yating looked at Ouya pitifully, with a face of beating and scolding, hard work and resentment.

“…… You don't have to, I can take care of myself. Ouya muttered quietly.

Where is he taking care of her, he simply treats her as a cripple, and even has to be fed, how embarrassing it is to spread it......

“……”

Di Yating looked at Ou Ya, who insisted on taking the porridge bowl from his hand, and was not discouraged, holding his chin with one hand, he sat at the table and watched her drink porridge.

"Aren't you going to eat something?" Ouya endured her stomach and reluctantly drank two sips, and saw that Dia Ting had been staring at her, and blinked her eyes.

The reactions in the early stages of pregnancy were relatively large, and Ouya felt that she was hungry and couldn't raise her appetite.

Seeing Dia Ting staring at her, he didn't even know how to get the porridge to his mouth......

"You feed me!" As soon as Di Yating heard her words, he immediately opened his mouth and said scoundrelly.

"......" Ouya twisted her eyebrows and glared at him.

Glancing at the porridge he had drunk again, "This is my porridge bowl." ”

"I don't dislike it."

"But I hate you."

“……”

Di Ya Tingjun's face froze, he was stunned, and as soon as he stretched out his head, he took the porridge that Ou Ya had just scooped up into his mouth and swallowed it directly.

Spread his hands, "I'm sorry, I can't help it now!" ”

"......" Ouya looked at the spoon she was still holding in her hand, blinked her eyes, and put it in the bowl, "I'm full." ”

"Yaya!" Seeing her stand up, Dia Ting nervously reached out and clasped her wrist, "Angry?" ”

"Nope."

"Obviously, there is."

"I didn't!" Ou Ya turned her head to look at him, and pulled her hand back uncomfortably, "Dia Ting, you don't have to be like this, I'm not used to ......"

He has always been domineering and arrogant, and suddenly she felt flattered by such a low brow.

In addition to being flattered, I also felt uncomfortable.

She knew that he cared about this child, and she cared about it too, but he suddenly became like this for the sake of the child, and she felt more awkward.

Do two people really have to accommodate for the sake of their children?

"It's not angry, why don't you eat it? If you dislike me, I'll make another one in the kitchen, and you're pregnant with a child now, and you can't go hungry. Dia Ting nervously pulled Ouya back to the table.

"......" Ouya looked up at him seriously, her eyes darkened, and she sat back down.

Reaching out and pulling the porridge bowl, he said in a low voice, "No need to change it." ”

She didn't dislike him in the first place, she really had no appetite.

But in his deep eyes, Ouya felt that no matter how much he said, he would not believe it.

In the end, I'm afraid that he will really think that she just dislikes him, so he makes excuses.

It's just a bowl of porridge, and if you drink it, you'll be fine.

Ouya picked up the porridge bowl, took small sips of porridge, and it took a long time to drink all the porridge in the bowl.

Putting the bowl on the table, I was just about to say that I was full, when a wave of nausea welled up in my chest, and I rushed into the bathroom with my mouth covered.

"Gross-"

I vomited everything I had just eaten in one go.

Holding the toilet bowl and vomiting, his face turned blue, and he almost couldn't straighten his waist.

"Yaya......" Dia Ting followed behind her, looking at Ouya squatting in front of the toilet distressedly, her eyebrows tightened.

It took a long time before he reacted, rushed forward and picked her up, strode back to the room, gently put her on the bed, and then turned back to the bathroom and wrung a hot towel out.