"Come here," he beckoned to her.
Mi Yao stepped forward and walked to his side, "What is it?"
Feng Yueming didn't answer, he simply reached out with his large hand to press on her smooth, fragrant shoulder to turn her to the side, then he gently embraced her from behind.
Mi Yao stiffened all over. She suddenly remembered that more than a month ago, he had hugged her in the same way, claiming he wanted to feel her belly, but he...
He was downright lecherous!
"Let me go!" she tried to break free from him.
"Why so nervous? You're a pregnant woman now, even if I wanted to do something I wouldn't look for you, it's not like I can't find someone else," the man said softly from behind.
Mi Yao understood his meaning. Now that Zhuo Ying was around, he wouldn't have any thoughts about her as a pregnant woman.
"Let me hug you and see how many pounds you are, if you haven't fattened up my child enough then you're not allowed out."
How could he be so domineering?
