Arthur Lindsey squinted his starry eyes, his large palm caressed her glossy hair, fraught with tender affection. He chuckled naughtily, "Ella, you're not so dumb after all."
"Wu wu... Arthur, you're making fun of my IQ..."
Ella Lacey pursed her lips with an unbelieving look. Her watery eyes were confused, "Arthur, are you sure I'm pregnant? You're not a gynecologist, could you be mistaken?"
"I'm a hundred percent sure."
Arthur Lindsey's gaze was firm. His other large hand involuntarily started caressing Ella Lacey's smooth little belly. He said tenderly, "Our baby has already begun stirring its mama, and she won't be calm for quite a while. Ella, take a guess at how many babies you're carrying."
"..."
Ella Lacey flushed a little.
Baby....
Why does Arthur suddenly seem so childishly daring?
He's never been like this before ah...
She whined, "Arthur, I'm also a baby... and now I'm going to have a baby for you...wu wu wu..."
