Thinking of how Yanyan's pregnancy must be causing her mood swings, it seemed normal again, but if things continued this way, Yanyan's temper would only get worse, which wouldn't do the child any good either. There had to be a way to completely soothe Yanyan's emotions.
Xue tuanzi's eyes rolled, and it loudly complained in Mo Yan's consciousness, "Yanyan, if this guy won't buy it for you, just go to the street tomorrow and buy it yourself. Buy as much as you want, or better yet, have the stinky tofu vendor move into the General Mansion and make it for you every day."
Mo Yan, who had been silently crying, brightened up and then hesitated, "Can I really do that? Won't eating too much be bad for the baby?"
Xue tuanzi rolled its eyes, "You still know to care about the child, huh? I thought you'd set aside your baby just for the sake of eating!"
