He looked at her in a daze.

She smiled gently, raised her hands and held his face. "Why, don't you believe it?"

Her smile, for him, is like the most brilliant sunshine, which dazzles him, and makes him more attached to and want to be close to... "I believe." he said softly.

He knows that this woman will face the storm with him, this woman will share the joys and hardships with him, and will want to protect him. This woman, with her slim body, contains infinite power. This woman... Is the woman he will love in his life!

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In the next few days, there was no gossip news about Yao Shanshan and Zhou Liye's past, which made Duan Manyu feel a little uneasy. I don't know if Yao Shanshan is going to hold a big move or something.

"Even if the news really breaks out, I will press it down. I have already said hello to the media, but if the news really comes out at that time, it will inevitably be discussed by others." Zhou Liye apologized slightly. After all, he can handle many things, but he can't control the mouths of countless people.

"Ann, I'm prepared," Duan man said. "Besides, others can only move their mouths. I won't lose a piece of meat. I just don't want to see all kinds of online gossip."

Her optimism always surprised him.

"Do you want to soak your feet again?" he asked. During this period, her vomiting seems to be more serious. Although he knows that most pregnant women's vomiting will end in three or four months, he is afraid that she will be an extreme case, vomiting from pregnancy to birth.

Especially when she was pregnant with twins, all kinds of reactions were even stronger.

"HMM." Duan Manyu nodded, and soaking her feet could relieve her discomfort.

So he gently picked her up, let her sit on the sofa chair, put her feet into the foot basin, and his hand helped her press the acupoints on her feet.

"Do you feel better?" he asked.

"Yes," she said, "I hope this morning sickness can end as soon as possible. If you want to vomit like this again, I'm afraid the babies don't have enough nutrition."

"I'll ask the nutritionist to adjust the menu for you later to see if you can reduce your pregnancy and vomiting from the diet." Zhou Liye thought.

"That's right." she suddenly thought of a question, "aren't you going to try on the wedding dress tomorrow? Well... What if I can't help vomiting when I try on the wedding dress? If I accidentally spit on the wedding dress..." think about the picture, it will make her head big.

"Spit it up," he said.

"How can this work? You didn't say that the wedding dress to be tried on tomorrow was airlifted from France. It's the design work of a famous designer!" she said. For tomorrow's try on, you can choose the style at that time, and then customize it directly according to her body shape.

For Zhou Liye, even if she really spits up those wedding dresses, he can buy the samples directly. It's not a big deal, but it seems to be a very serious thing for Duan Manyu at the moment.

"What do you want to do?" he looked at her.

"Otherwise, I'll take some vomit bags with me. If I vomit, I'll just vomit directly in the bag." she thought, and more and more thought it was a good idea. "Let's do it."