"Little senior sister, what do you think?"
Chen Feng looked at Qin Yue.
Upon hearing his words, Qin Yue looked at Chen Feng with watery, large eyes, "I... I certainly want a child, especially so."
"Then, let's work hard."
Chen Feng picked up Qin Yue.
Qin Yue exclaimed, "Put me down, it's not good if someone sees."
"I won't. What's wrong with carrying my wife to our bridal chamber?"
Chen Feng took Qin Yue into the bedroom.
...
The next day, early in the morning.
Ye Qingqing knocked on the door of Qin Yue's bedroom to wake up Chen Feng.
Because today, she and Chen Feng are going back to Qianyang together.
"Scoundrel, Qingqing is calling you, get up quickly."
In the bedroom, Qin Yue nudged Chen Feng, whispering.
"Hmm... Let's sleep a little longer."
Chen Feng held Qin Yue, his hand on her flat and smooth belly.
"Don't be lazy, people's lives are at stake in Qianyang, get up quickly."
Qin Yue said softly.
"Alright."
Chen Feng reluctantly got out of bed.
