He looked at her with tender affection, his voice hoarse and his breathing heavy, "Zaozao, it seems like it's okay to do it during the fourth or fifth month of pregnancy, right?"
It's okay to do it, right? That's what they usually say online.
Ye Que had just checked on his phone, and it seemed fine as long as they paid attention to a few small details; there shouldn't be any major problems.
He had been holding back for a long time. If he didn't vent soon, he would burst.
But the little girl suddenly became shy, staring at him with a silly smile, "No, I won't do it. For the safety of my baby, I won't."
"Zaozao..."
His eyes brimmed with sorrow as he gazed at her, begging in such a pitiful way.
Chi Zaozao still wouldn't agree, "What if we accidentally hurt the baby? Then it'll be too late for regrets. Hubby, you're not starving and desperate, why do you need it now? Besides, you've completely lost the cool and aloof image I had of you."
Ye Que, "..."
