Lian Xinying's cheeks were flushed red. Seeing Yan Ye's serious demeanor, it seemed he wasn't just teasing her.
"What method?"
Many things Lian Xinying knew were thanks to Yan Ye.
Sometimes, Yan Ye functioned like an encyclopedia.
Yan Ye signaled for her to bring her head closer, and Lian Xinying obediently leaned in toward him.
After pulling the car over to the side, Yan Ye whispered a brief sentence into her small ear.
Upon hearing his words, Lian Xinying's neck instantly turned red with embarrassment.
It was precisely because Yan Ye had always been good to her that she had been able to change so much for him.
It's hard to imagine how afraid of pain she was, but every time she was pregnant with his child, her joy always outweighed her worries.
Even though she knew giving birth would be incredibly painful, thinking about the little baby in her belly being something they nurtured together made the feeling different.
His influence was more effective than painkillers.
