"Uh-huh... Huh... Huh." One hand wandered over the abdomen, stroking it slowly; the other hand was on the waist, kneading it slowly. Slowly pacing back and forth in the room alone.
"Get out... Don't come in... Whoops... Don't touch... I, get out... No, ah... I can do it myself." Before he could finish his words, a series of sounds of broken utensils falling to the ground broke the tranquility of the night.
The more violent fetal movements stirred up the abdominal cavity, and the downward trend became more obvious. The person who stopped pacing had already hunched over, gently rubbing his painful abdomen and exhaling and inhaling rapidly, as if this could alleviate the pain a little.
After the pain was slightly relieved, the rickety man moved towards the bed with difficulty, and slowly lay down on the head of the bed. However, a thin layer of sweat had appeared on his forehead at this moment, and the veins on his smooth and white arms were vaguely visible. Rapid breathing came and went. It is not difficult to imagine that this man was enduring extreme pain.
If anyone next to you looks closely at this person at this time, you will find what a handsome and lovely face he is - thick and stylish eyebrows, deep eyes, a straight bridge of nose, moderately thick sexy lips, embedded in a resolute face, majestic yet delicate, noble yet kind, mighty yet elegant.