The next day, New Year's Day.
Yan Zechen ran back and personally made breakfast, but his wife was still lazily curled up in bed.
He walked straight to the bed and picked up the person under the blanket.
"Oh, what are you doing?"
It was such a cruel thing to be separated from a warm blanket in the middle of winter!
She didn't want to leave the bed!
Yan Ze leaned forward and kissed Qin Yiling on her lips. His voice was especially gentle.
"Good girl, get up and eat breakfast. You're pregnant now, so you can't skip breakfast.”
It wasn't that he didn't allow his wife to sleep a little longer. It was indeed the warmest in the winter morning. If it was in the past, he wouldn't be so picky. However, the situation was special now, and he couldn't go hungry.
" It's too cold. I don't want to get up. " Qin Yiling was a little delicate.”
