What the heck?
Su Luo was quite startled: "Our... our future child, what do you mean by that?"
"Why are you panicking?" The man's eyebrows carried a trace of chill, hinting his mild dissatisfaction.
"I... I'm not panicking!"
In fact, she was panicking inside. Her mind was racing with thoughts about whether her future child with Jiang Shu would be a boy or a girl and who the child would look like.
Jiang Shu spoke indifferently: "Don't overthink it. Last time when you messed up your hand, I explained to my grandmother already. If you keep applying those messy things, grandmother will doubt, and it will surely affect our future child!"
Is that so?
Su Luo felt like she was being played.
But when she thought about it, it seemed reasonable. Su Luo couldn't find any counterarguments and could only agree reluctantly.
Anyways, as long as it was something that Jiang Shu personally prepared for her, even if the color was a bit plain, it could still dazzle other women when she went out.
