Robin: Come Every Night from Now On!

"Come on, wife, I asked the best nutritionist in the world to make these meals for you, eat a little!"

At the dining table, Mislanda pointed at the various dishes laid out on the table.

These were all meticulously prepared, with flawless color, aroma, and presentation, making them look very appetizing.

"Husband, I don't feel like eating; eating makes me want to throw up."

Looking at the food on the table, Hancock had no appetite at all; instead, she felt a sense of nausea.

This was a very normal phenomenon.

Mislanda gently stroked Hancock's nose.

"How can you not eat anything? For your own health and for the baby, you have to eat!"

"Be a good girl, drink some soup!"

Mislanda picked up a bowl of soup from beside him, scooped up a little with a spoon, blew on it a few times, and brought it to Hancock's lips.

Under his attentive care, Hancock finished a bowl of soup.

Seeing this scene, Robin felt like she was dying of jealousy!

She wanted to be cared for like that too.

At this moment, Hancock was like the apple of Mislanda's eye, and Mislanda poured his heart and soul into caring for her.

How envious she was!

No, I'm going to have a baby for Mislanda too, and I want to be cared for like a rare treasure too!

Buru-buru-buru-buru... buru-buru-buru-buru...

Just as Mislanda was continuing to feed Hancock, a Den Den Mushi suddenly rang.

Mislanda took a look and saw that it was the specific Den Den Mushi Shanks used to contact him.

He had many Den Den Mushi, and most of them were single-line connections; he could tell who was calling just by glancing at which Den Den Mushi it was.

However, faced with the call from Shanks, Mislanda simply