In the bedroom, Gu Zhihan, who was feeding Mengmeng bird's nest with a spoon, had never imagined someone could be so self-enamored.
He had just taken the bird's nest from her hands—a touch of her hand in passing. Wasn't that perfectly normal?
Mengmeng ate the bird's nest in small mouthfuls.
After finishing, Gu Zhihan wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue.
Once he finished wiping, Gu Zhihan asked, "Do you want some more?"
Mengmeng quickly shook her head, "No more, I'm almost stuffed to death."
If she ate any more, she thought her stomach might explode.
"Then let's not eat anymore," Gu Zhihan said with a smile, and after a moment, as if he had just thought of something, he added, "I'm considering learning medicine."
"What?" Mengmeng's eyes widened in surprise. "Are you planning to change careers to become a doctor?"
Gu Zhihan shook his head, "No... I just want to study obstetrics and personally deliver our baby."
