An Rao snorted softly. "You're so petty. You're still jealous of Yuan Yuan."
However, seeing Bo Xiao's disappointed expression, An Rao held his hand again. "I'm very lucky to have met you. It's the second luckiest thing in my life. After all, if not for Yuan Yuan, we wouldn't have known each other."
Only then did Bo Xiao smile and rub An Rao's head. "Silly, did you really think I would be jealous of Sister-in-law?"
Only then did An Rao happily hand the map in her hand to Bo Xiao. "Look, Yuan Yuan designed a wedding dress for us. Look at yours. Doesn't it look good?"
"Yes." Bo Xiao nodded and touched An Rao's stomach. The child, who was more than seven months old, could already move. As if sensing his father approaching, the little fellow kicked Bo Xiao hard in his stomach, causing the corners of Bo Xiao's eyes to raise slightly.
