The battle of lust lasted all the way past midnight.
As the cool breeze swayed the curtains, Mu Yuchen lay satisfied with his arms behind his head. Then, he pulled the worn-out Xi Xiaye into his embrace.
"Doris is pregnant. After Gu Lingsha crashed into her this time, it probably won't survive. Next up, we can finally sit back and enjoy the show, so let's catch our breaths," he said in a deep voice.
Xi Xiaye was still catching her own breath when she heard him say that. She immediately widened her eyes and looked at him with disbelief. Her slightly hoarse voice demanded, "What did you say? Who did you say was pregnant? Doris? You sure it's Doris and not Gu Lingsha?"
The man looked at her from the side. "Do you think I would spread false news?"
Stunned, she pulled her blanket higher and turned on her side to look at him as a faint light shifted in her eyes. "Tell me exactly what happened."
