Li An'an smelled the strong scent of jealousy in the air and couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Hey! You shouldn't be jealous of everyone, okay! That's your comrade in arms, my best friend's husband!"
"That won't do! In your eyes, I should be the best!"
"..." Li An'an responded expressionlessly, "Chun Tianle, immaturity is also an illness, it needs to be treated!"
Someone became even more irritated, raising his eyebrows defiantly, "Li An'an, are you itching for a fight?!"
"Hum," An'an stood up, laughing as she stepped back, "I'm just itching, so what? I'm heading out for a walk, you rest up!"
Staying cooped up in the hospital room all day didn't bother her, but she didn't want to bore the little one in her belly.
Li An'an hummed a tune as she turned to leave, while Chun Tianle was so angry he twisted the bed sheet, "Don't blame me for not warning you first, if you don't marry me now, I won't wait for you! In the future, you'll be begging me to marry you!"
