The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict novel Chapter 1220

The soft light fell on him, making his handsome face look a little less cold and a little more gentle.

'Gentle...' She felt a trace of bitterness in her heart. 'Will he still be gentle to me? He chose to marry me, but only for the sake of our child!'

"You're back. Did you visit Qin Lianyi in the hospital?" Yi Jinli put the book in his hand on the coffee table.

"Yes," she said, glancing at the book on the coffee table and almost choking herself.

The title of the book was unexpectedly ‘Being In A Good Mood Throughout Your Pregnancy Journey’. It was probably a book about women going through pregnancy, right? Was Yi Jinli reading such a book?

Ling Yiran was a little surprised.

"I asked the maid to make you some porridge. Go eat first. You didn't have much to eat since waking up in the hospital," Yi Jinli said, ordering his maid to serve the porridge.

Ling Yiran did not reject. Even though she had no appetite, she was no longer alone. She had a baby in her belly. Even the doctor said that she was slightly malnourished, which was not good for the growth of the baby in her belly.

Now, she was a little regretful for being so busy that she usually just randomly ate something before calling it a day. She... was even lucky that the child was still in her belly after incidents like that.

Soon, the maid served the porridge and Ling Yiran took small mouthfuls of it. Yi Jinli watched her as she ate.

His gaze made her feel a little awkward, so she could only find a topic to reduce the awkwardness. "The porridge is... pretty good. Don't you want a bowl?"

The pressure on her immediately subsided, and the sense of danger he exuded gradually faded.

He got up and went over to her, raising his hand to pick up the grain of rice stuck to the corner of her lips. He put it into his mouth.

"It seems that the porridge is indeed as good as you said," he said.

Her face could not help reddening. It was a simple action, but the way he did it was so flirty and seductive.

Then he bent down, and his sweet woodwind-like voice rang in her ears. "You know what? I'm glad you said you won’t regret it. Otherwise, I really don't know what I would’ve done. Maybe... I'd die with you?"