"So eager to have a child?" Yun Mo only then withdrew his hand from behind Qiao Xiaon'an's waist, landing it on her head, gently stroking her slightly damp hair, "I thought you'd want to continue enjoying yourself for a few more years. People say that pregnancy makes you foolish for three years and when you have a child, you won't be as liberated as now."
Qiao Xiaon'an retorted, "Don't both the Qiao and Yun families eagerly want this child?"
"..." He continued to caress her silky hair, apparently he needed to blow-dry her hair for her, otherwise she'd wake up with a headache after this sleep.
But her hand had already restlessly landed on the towel he had tied around his waist. She seemed to want to pull it away, "Amo, why don't we..."
She raised her head, her blazing gaze falling into his eyes, "Try again, work hard to conceive."
"Stop messing around." Yun Mo removed her hand, "I'm going to dry your hair, and then I'll need to go to the study to work for a while."
