Once inside the room, Qin Jian lit the candle.
An Hao directed him to boil water for tea, and she washed a few apples Qin Jian had brought from home. Picking up the fruit knife she had previously placed on top, she began to peel them.
Her movements were swift, and the apple in her hands kept spinning until, in less than a minute, it was peeled.
Without even breaking the skin.
"Your skills are quite good," Zhang Lanxiang commented with a laugh upon seeing this.
"Sister-in-law, I now wield a scalpel. Things that can be done with a knife are generally no challenge for me," she said as she passed the peeled apple to Zhang Lanxiang.
Zhang Lanxiang took a bite and her gaze fell on An Hao's belly, "How many months is it?"
"A little over two months," An Hao smiled sweetly while caressing her still flat abdomen.
