Lan Xiao was fearless. He stuck out his belly and touched it.
"It's not that I'm forcing you, but your little baby doesn't allow it. Two days ago, my stomach still hurt a little. Did I accidentally hurt the fetus? Tomorrow, I'll have to get mommy to accompany me for a check-up, Yingluo."
Wen Muchu rubbed his brows. If this matter were to reach mother Wen's ears, he would probably be reprimanded.
Now, Lan Xiao was the most powerful person in the presidential palace.
Not only did mother Wen keep an eye on Lan Xiao, but even old Mr. Wen was also keeping an eye on him, not daring to relax at all.
He was afraid that an accident would happen and hurt his precious great-grandson.
He had to give him a political and ideological lesson almost every three days.
Because of this, Wen Muchu was extremely distressed.
He shook his head helplessly.
"You're ruthless!"
For the next few days, Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu slept in separate beds.
