An Ning made a disgusted expression. "Husband, your daughter says she's grossed out."
Yu Jingchen wrinkled his nose, still self-righteously. "Grossed out? How could that be? My daughter must think her dad's English is great, and even better at singing."
"Aren't you worried about teaching your daughter bad things?" An Ning covered her belly, genuinely worried for her daughter.
"Haha... This is called early education. I must make sure my daughter learns to protect herself from a young age, so she won't be swayed by a few words from those boys." Yu Jingchen said with dubious logic.
An Ning spoke very seriously. "Yu Jingchen, I must seriously warn you now, if you keep saying this vulgar stuff in my ear, then I will cut off contact with you until the baby is born."
"Would you really?" Yu Jingchen chuckled.
An Ning touched her belly again. "For the child to grow up healthy, there's nothing I wouldn't do."
