He Chen glanced at Yin Mo, resting a hand on his hip and shaking his leg, "When's the due date again?"
"August 10th..." Yin Mo replied sheepishly.
He Chen chuckled in anger, "Postpone the C-section for seven days? You think you're having Nezha?"
Yin Mo cradled her belly and sighed, "I just thought it would be nice for them to share the same birthday with Yinyin."
"Nice my foot!" He Chen gave her cheek a light pat, "Our kid doesn't need to skip a birthday party!"
Yin Mo's daydreams were shattered, and she gazed out the window, looking a bit disappointed.
He Chen couldn't stand seeing her like this. His heart softened, and he sat down, gently pulling her into his arms. "Honey, we can discuss everything else, but having a baby..."
Yin Mo lifted her head, her eyes sparkling, "Everything else is negotiable?"
He Chen looked at the face in his arms and immediately gave in, "Of course. Tell your husband what you want?"
Whatever she wants, he would give; even his life belongs to her.
