"What are you guys talking about, wife?" Nangong Jin finally couldn’t resist coming forward and pulled Di Jinxuan into his arms.
Wuwuwu, his wife being all lovey-dovey with his second brother almost made him feel ignored.
Leaning against Nangong Jin’s chest, Di Jinxuan said sourly, "We were talking about yarn stories."
Nangong Jin: "..."
"Who is yarn?" Nangong Jin couldn’t help but ask.
Di Jinxuan whispered a few words in his ear.
Nangong Jin: "Damn! Really?"
Di Jinxuan nudged him, "Don’t meddle too much."
"Wife..." Nangong Jin felt wronged, damn it, is this really meddling?
That’s his sister, his biological sister!!!
Their whispered conversation caught the attention of the others, who all asked in unison, "What are you guys talking about?"
"What are we talking about, talking about yarn!" Di Jinxuan laughed heartily.
Everyone: "..."
Di Mingzhe rushed into Di Xiaxia’s delivery room, already a bit sweaty.
Di Xiaxia was pacing back and forth in the delivery room, attended by a nurse.
No help for it, that’s just how natural childbirth is, even during delivery, walking around is more beneficial for the baby’s delivery.
"Wife!" The moment he saw Di Xiaxia, he rushed over anxiously, "How are you? Does it still hurt?"
"I’m serious!" Di Mingzhe held her hand, "This way, I can empathize. Although I know it definitely doesn’t hurt as much as you, but at least, you hurt and let me hurt with you."
Just as Di Mingzhe finished speaking, a crowd came in, and hearing his words, couldn’t help but chuckle.
Nangong Jin said, "Big brother, you’re willing to endure heaven and earth to share her pain?"
Fang Hao chimed in, "Right, Xiaxia, what your big brother said makes sense. Pinch him when it hurts, pinch him whenever it hurts. When I was giving birth to your big brother, that’s what I did!"
Di Xiaxia: "..."
"Exactly, that’s it." Di Mingzhe smiled, "Anyway, I’ll be with you, whether you cry, shout, pinch, hit, or curse, as long as it makes you feel better and reduces your pain, do it!"
Di Xiaxia was moved to tears, looking at this towering man who was anxious like a child, she nodded vigorously, "Okay, I got it."
"Good." Di Mingzhe patted her head, his eyes full of affection and heartache.

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