"You don't want to have more of it?" Zhou Dayuan stretched his thumb out to wipe the juice at the corners of her lips clean.
Jian Han pondered for a moment. Her almond shaped eyes were moist and wet, it was clear all the way to the bottom as she replied coyly, "I want to drink more, but for the good of our baby, I will drink a little less, haha."
Zhou Dayuan looked at her gentle expression, his clear eyes had a smile in it as he said, "Wifey is so obedient."
He lowered his gaze, and he drank the remaining sour plum juice that she held in her small hands.
He came over to hug her again. Jian Han casually nested her small head on his chest. They did not say too much. His jaw would nudge the top of her head frequently, and he nudged her lovingly.
Jian Han felt this time they spent together was so beautiful.
