"I know." The little woman curled up in his arms, her voice trembled slightly.
"Dummy."
Xi Yemo teased her by tapping her nose.
"You're the dummy."
Upon hearing these three words, Lan Xin Ai got furious because she was not a dummy.
"That you're getting upset is proof." Xi Yemo lowered his head and planted a kiss on her small face.
"..."
"I'm a mom for the first time, I don't know."
The little woman obstinately refused to accept the label "dumb."
"You still are."
"..."
"Little dummy."
"..."
"Silly wife."
"Stop talking." The little woman put her hand over his mouth at once.
Xi Yemo pinched her flushed cheeks: "You're my little dummy, and I love you."
"No speaking sweet nothings where the baby can hear you, it'll have a bad influence on him."
"..."
"The baby won't understand."
"Start influencing the baby while young, isn't that what you said?"
"..."
Xi Yemo made a face, my dim-witted and dazed wife.
