song qincheng could feel that the man was still looking at her. he was a little absent-minded, and his eyes were something that could not be touched by the hand, and they were often the most attractive.
in the early hours of the morning, yu tingchuan got up and went to the small room to see the child.
Joice was in a deep sleep and showed no signs of waking up.
song qincheng cleaned herself up and lay in the warm blanket. she soon felt sleepy, and after yu tingchuan returned, she habitually leaned into his arms. before she fell asleep, she thought about how she seemed to be ovulating these few days.
the next day, song qincheng woke up a little late.
it was already 9:30 in the morning when she went downstairs.
it was almost the end of the year, and yu tingchuan was very busy. at that time, she had been in a daze, so she knew that he had woken up around seven o 'clock. he must be in the office now.
