Jiang Xu listened to the end and showed no significant expression on his face.
He simply took his phone from the bedside table.
An Nuonuo felt a bit uneasy, "Husband, what are you..."
"Didn't you say it yourself? To have them bear my children.
Since that's the case, I'll call both of them over tonight.
Go eat something now; if I get tired later, you'll help push from behind."
"..." An Nuonuo knew Jiang Xu was angry. She gently shook his arm, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing. Brother, forgive me just this once."
Jiang Xu found it difficult to maintain his composure.
An Nuonuo's ability to act coquettishly had grown increasingly sophisticated.
The defenses he had built up were no match for her sulking.
Seeing that Jiang Xu remained silent, An Nuonuo moved closer.
Thanks to her persistent dance practice, her body's flexibility was off the charts.
She could perform many difficult moves with ease.
