After class, Li Mingxun asked the teacher a few more questions. Seeing his eagerness, Luo Qianxun felt a warmth in her heart.
She initially thought that their two children would lack a fatherly presence from birth, but thankfully everything was moving in a better direction now.
"Let's go."
Li Mingxun put his arm around Luo Qianxun and left.
"How's your theory? Have you grasped it well?"
Luo Qianxun glanced at Li Mingxun, who smirked and replied, "Almost perfect, but we'll see how it goes in practice."
"In a few months, when our baby is born, it'll all be up to you."
Luo Qianxun felt a bit apprehensive, "I can't dare to touch the baby when I think about its tiny arms and legs."
"Silly girl, women seem naturally prepared for motherhood. Once the baby is born, you'll know."
Li Mingxun affectionately ruffled Luo Qianxun's hair.
"Qianxun, what a coincidence."
The sound of Bai Lang's voice made Luo Qianxun instinctively draw closer to Li Mingxun, "Yes, quite a coincidence."
