He reached out to touch her belly, and she forcefully slapped his hand away.
"Please show some respect for yourself."
"An Ruo, I am touching my son."
"Your son hasn't come out yet; you're touching me."
"Well, there's no helping it, if he hasn't come out, I can only feel him by touching you." Saying this, his hand reached out again.
Suddenly, the baby in the belly moved, and Tang Yuchen froze, then joyfully exclaimed, "He moved, he moved!"
This was the first time he felt the baby move, and his heart could not have been more delighted, more thrilled.
The baby in the belly moved again, and Tang Yuchen, overcome with excitement, pressed his face against An Ruo's belly and smiled, speaking to the baby, "Son, I am your dad, can you hear daddy's voice?"
An Ruo stared blankly at his joyful demeanor, listening to him talk to the child, feeling a mix of emotions.
Anyone who didn't know better would certainly think they were a very happy husband and wife.
