A shiver ran up Ye Qianqian's spine. She rubbed the gooseflesh off her arms as she said, "Say, do you think Heaven is trying to tell us something?"
"Bullsh*t." Shen Zhilie laughed in exasperation. "I think it's probably because I kept thinking about what you said after you related it to me, so it appeared in my dreams."
As they say, "what you think about in the day appears in your dreams at night." It was apparently true.
"Is that really the case?" Ye Qianqian found his explanation reasonable. "Sigh. It's one day after another. When is it going to get better?"
"Go back to sleep. It's fine." Shen Zhilie embraced her and said, "Your body has to be healthy to get pregnant. Stop staying up late."
"It's not like I'm doing it intentionally. Oh my god, Old Shen. You gave me such a huge fright."
Shen Zhilie raised his brows and asked, "I spoke in my sleep, too?"
