C1012 It must be a Boy

Murong Yao became nervous. Based on his memories of being here before, he fumbled his way in as well.

"Is it hard?"

He squatted down and patted her back.

Jiang Wenrui kept shaking her head, unable to speak.

Murong Yao's handsome face was stretched taut, and his brows were tightly knitted. He had never experienced this before, but now that he had experienced it himself