Bai Yaoyao shook her head."I don't think it's hard."
A woman was willing to give birth to a child for a man because of love.
She wanted to have a few more children with Duan Yanhao to make up for what he had lost when he was young.
Duan Yanhao had lost his parents a long time ago, and it was old master Duan who had watched him grow up. She knew how it felt to be lonely and desolate.
Moreover, she didn't have any relatives, so she hoped to have a few more children so that it would be more lively.
Duan Yanhao looked at the emotions in Bai Yaoyao's eyes, and his heart trembled. He seemed to be able to understand her feelings.
Duan Yanhao sighed in his heart. He rested his chin on Bai Yaoyao's head and said,"yes. If you like children, we can have a few more."
Bai Yaoyao took the initiative to kiss Duan Yanhao's lips."Yanhao, this is the fruit of our love. He's a child with our blood. He's a true family member."
