"What?" asked Curtis.
Bai Qingqing stared at her tummy and asked, "If it's a female baby, how do we know whose baby is it?"
Curtis laughed and said, "The scent of their bloodline is different. It's easy to distinguish."
"I see." Bai Qingqing felt relieved.
As she craved fish today, Parker went into the water, caught a large fish, and stewed it for her. When he lifted the pot lid, the aroma wafted through the air.
Bai Qingqing wrinkled her nose and got up to walk towards him.
"Smells so fragrant!" Now that she was pregnant, Bai Qingqing wasn't afraid of getting fat. Picking up a bowl, she squatted down beside the fire.
Parker poured some soaked starch noodles into the pot and picked up a slice of fish for her on the way. "Eat the fish first. The noodles will be ready in a while."
The fish stew was very fragrant and tasty. The soup was of a creamy white color, making it seem as though milk was drenched over it.
