"Coincidence? When it's fate, the child will naturally follow. Besides, my husband has been so diligent lately, there must be a successful shot eventually, right?" Pei Yibai pinched her chubby cheek, saying meaningfully.
Song Weiyi's face flushed red instantly. A successful shot?
Did he think it was like throwing darts?
"Don't talk nonsense." Song Weiyi pushed him shyly, yet Pei Yibai hugged her even tighter, his gaze expectant as he looked at Song Weiyi's belly.
Perhaps, there really was a baby there.
Their very own creation.
Remembering his cousin's chubby daughter, Pei Yibai's expression almost melted into a puddle, his longing for a child soaring to unprecedented heights.
A wave of excitement rushed through Song Weiyi, "Husband, hearing you say this, I might really be pregnant. I've been lacking an appetite these past few days and have only been craving sour things."
"Really?" Pei Yibai was somewhat surprised.
