a smile hung on yu tingchuan's lips as he slowly said, " " if we lose our jobs, the whole family will have to live on air. by the time the child is born, we probably won't even be able to afford good milk powder. "
song qincheng could tell that he was teasing her, so she smiled and held his hand tightly. her fair and slender fingers ran through his fingers, locking them together. " if we can't buy milk powder, we'll use breast milk. besides, don't you have other investments? i remember what you said last time. "
"when was the last time?" yu tingchuan asked.
song qincheng did not believe that he had really forgotten about it. she thought that he was asking the obvious and did not answer. instead, she wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her face against his chest through his shirt."it doesn't matter if you can't remember. it's fine as long as i remember."
