Chapter 985
These words slipped out so easily, and Willy Smith was speechless, indeed. A drunk woman was truly a terrible thing. If she kept spouting nonsense, his indecent thoughts might be stirred up again!
Boys around sixteen or seventeen are in the throes of adolescence, and with biology lessons reinforcing knowledge at school, this age was simply perfect for fantasizing. Practically every boy had daydreamed about someone they admired.
Now, the woman he admired was talking about pregnancy right in front of him. Any healthy young man in the midst of puberty would overthink it. With that thought, Willy Smith's face instantly turned red with embarrassment.
"Stop it, Nora!"
