"Pa da-"
The expensive pen that li junyu was holding between his long fingers fell on the table.
With a deep frown, the man lifted the chin of the little woman in his arms, and his cold eyes were mixed with rare shock.
"Repeat what you just said."
A slight tremble could be heard in his low and cold voice.
Ruan Mengmeng, who was sitting on li junyu's lap, could not help but be stunned. She did not expect to see li junyu's rare shock with just a few words.
Seeing the man's dark eyes staring at her without blinking, ruan Mengmeng's lips curved up slightly, revealing her dimples. I say, you should ask Ling bei to buy me a pregnancy test.
"You're still on your period." Li junyu's fingers, which were pinching the little woman's chin, were gently rubbing it.
His burning gaze was fixed on her moist almond-shaped eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.
At that moment, even li junyu could not guess what his little wife was thinking.
