The man called out softly, his voice was low and magnetic, and it sounded a little different from before.
Wang Jin had been sick before, and every time he woke up, the man was almost always by his side. The man's deep voice, the unique magnetism of staying by his side for a long time without speaking, and his worried look made Wang Jin's heart beat every time.
But this time, although the man's voice was still low and magnetic, it did not contain any worry. Wang Jin turned his head and saw that there was obvious joy on the man's face.
How can a man look happy when he is sick
Wang Jin felt a little upset: "Brother Heng, don't you care about me anymore?"
A hint of surprise flashed across Yuan Heng's eyes, and he looked at Wang Jin.
The boy frowned slightly, his eyes still showing the sleepiness of just waking up, and he looked lazy. Although he said words of blame and his cheeks were puffed up because of feeling wronged, there was no condemnation in his eyes. His overly clear eyes only revealed one message - I need to be coaxed to get better.
The man's heart softened, and he said, "How could that be? I will only care about you more."
"..." The man's eyebrows were as gentle as water, and his voice was not as low and deep as usual, with a slight rise, and it was not difficult to hear the happiness in it.
Wang Jin blinked in confusion. It was fine if the man was happy when he was sick, but why did Brother Heng seem different from before
Emotions are more evident...
Yuan Heng has always been an introverted person. His thoughts and ideas are hidden deeper than those of ordinary people, making it difficult for ordinary people to detect them. Even Wang Jin only slowly read them from the subtle changes in his expression after spending so much time with him.
Wang Jin has become accustomed to paying attention to the subtle changes in men to understand their emotions. This is something outsiders don't know, and it is also Wang Jin's favorite thing to do in the past.
The man appears to be calm and composed on the surface, but his heart is like a huge treasure house. The more he digs, the more fun he gets. The most important thing is that this treasure house cannot be touched by others. It is a treasure house that belongs exclusively to Wang Jin.
This made Wang Jin feel that Yuan Heng belonged to him alone, and every time he realized this, Wang Jin would be secretly delighted.
But this time, Wang Jin discovered for the first time that the man had let the treasure in his heart out...
This made Wang Jin inexplicably alert, as if there was suddenly a factor he was unfamiliar with that was eyeing the treasure that belonged to him alone.
The boy had just been feeling aggrieved, and was acting coquettishly towards him, wanting to be coaxed, but now he was staring at him in confusion, as if something had happened that made him extra alert, and his face was full of vigilance.
Yuan Heng paused slightly, his knuckles trembling slightly, hesitated for a moment, and gently placed his fingers on Wang Jin's flat belly through the quilt.
"?" Wang Jin looked down at his stomach.
He has a headache, not a stomachache, why are you touching his stomach
"Brother, our child is here."
"?" Wang Jin stared blankly. He understood every word, but why did he seem to not understand them when they were put together
He glanced at Yuan Heng, who nodded affirmatively with a smile in his eyes. Wang Jin felt a little cold in his heart, as if he had completely ignored something. He pointed at his belly with a trembling finger and said, "Brother Heng, are you saying that I... I have a baby in my belly?"