Yang Cheng turned his head to see Ye Ling'Er clutching her abdomen in pain, her body curling up as she slowly squatted down.
Startled, he thought she had been poisoned and rushed over to lift her up.
"Ha! Got you!"
Ye Ling'Er suddenly laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"You!"
Yang Cheng was so upset that he couldn't speak, and he gave her a firm pat on her perky backside.
"Ah! That hurts!"
Ye Ling'Er furrowed her delicate brows, her expression woeful. "Why hit so hard? My butt is going to swell up because of you."
"Why did you have to trick me like that? Can you joke about something like this? I thought something went wrong with your Elixir Embryo."
Yang Cheng said angrily.
He knew that the Elixir Embryo had already taken full form, growing in Ye Ling'Er's abdomen like a six-month-old child. If it were to be destroyed now, it would cause massive harm to her body, even life-threatening in severe cases.
