Actually researching surrogacy seriously, I can hardly imagine what my brother is thinking about every day.
Hua Hua lay on the bed, rolled over twice—indeed, nothing beats the comfort of your own bed.
There's a saying that's just too true: A gold nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse.
"I wonder if Mao Mao will be uncomfortable staying at someone else's place." Before leaving, Ling Yin had sent Mao Mao to stay with someone else; it must be uncomfortable, right? "Why don't you call and check in?"
Ling Yin nodded and decisively called Bing Yu. Bing Yu irritably cut off the call, outright refusing to answer.
Even complained: "For the sake of Mao Mao, calling me every few hours is simply unbearable."
Ling Yin innocently showed the phone to Hua Hua, and Hua Hua snorted, "Then send a text, ask for a picture of our Mao Mao safe and sound. Otherwise, I won't be at ease."
