"I need to take a call!"
As the familiar ringtone sounded, Ye Nuanxi's face reddened. She looked up, signaling for him to get off her, but the man seemed as if he didn't hear and continued planting delicate kisses on her abdomen. "You take your call, I kiss mine, separate operations, one line of action!"
Ye Nuanxi: "..."
Nutcase!
"It's my son's call!"
Making her feel both amused and exasperated, Ye Nuanxi had no choice but to gently push him away, reminding him, "Mind your image, you're a father!"
"Precisely because I'm a father, I must demonstrate through actions that I perfectly execute the tasks he sets for me!"
Despite his words, Huo Beichen let go, pulled her into his arms, then grabbed the blanket to cover her exposed skin. He then looked up at her hand holding the phone and commanded, "Put it on speaker!"
"Oh!"
