When she opened her eyes again, the gentleness remained, meeting a smiling face, meeting a deep affection.
"What time is it?"
Ye Zi'an brushed the hair from her cheek and said softly, "Just 7 a.m., you can rest a bit more."
"Oh"
So it was just around seven o'clock, she really didn't have to get up so early.
"My dear, didn't you say yesterday that you wanted a child?" Ye Zi'an saw that she had not slept yet since her eyelashes were gently trembling, and thought of last night's passion, so he asked.
Hearing him bring up the matter again, Yang Chuxia no longer planned to sleep, propping up her arm and chuckling softly, "You don't know, during the days you were away, my mother-in-law nagged me twice about it and asked about our private life."
Ye Zi'an laughed awkwardly. "My mother is too anxious indeed. It seems I still need to try harder, otherwise how disappointed she will be."
Ignoring his suddenly teasing smile, Yang Chuxia poked him, "Hey, let me ask you a question."
