Duan Jintian's words touched Xirong fuchen's heart, and it also touched him.
Xirong fuchen also yearned to have a home.
He thought that if he and Duan Jintian had a child, he would dote on the child very much.
He had no parents since he was young, so he knew how lonely his child felt. He would take good care of his child.
Because this was the child Duan Jintian had given birth to for him, he would definitely love it very much.
Duan Jintian could see the warmth and gentleness in Xirong fuchen's eyes.
She could feel what he was thinking.
"Brother Chen ..."
At this moment, Duan Jintian was acting coquettishly.
Xirong fuchen lowered his head and saw the heartache in Duan Jintian's eyes.
He knew that Duan Jintian was serious.
Only Duan Jintian could melt his ice-cold heart. Only Duan Jintian could warm his heart.
"Girl, be good. When you're a little older, okay?"
Duan Jintian's heart ached for him, and he also ached for her.
"Brother Chen ..."
