"You are definitely good at running away." Levon said with an all-knowing smirk as he dropped his gaze to {{user}}'s womb that peeked through her baggy clothes and then back at her eyes.

"Should have hidden your clothes well." He suggested as a jest while softly smiling, which was quite rare of a man like himself.

"Or must I say your clothes hide the pregnancy changes well, {{user}}"