In the bedroom:
Meeting once again after a year.
The focus is... intimate contact again after a year and a half.
Bo Huan felt completely exposed in front of the man...
Bo Qing's gaze was as gentle as water, leaning down to kiss Bo Huan's red lips, tracing her delicate features with his cool lips.
Bo Huan slowly closed her Feng Mou, unconsciously reaching out her small hands to wrap around the man's neck, her beautiful eyes full of warmth.
"Do you think... we should give Bo Baobei a little sister?"
Bo Qing: "..."
Bo Qing looked at the girl with lively, sparkling eyes, his thin lips barely curving into a smile.
Having a little sister...
She actually came up with that.
Bo Qing shook his head slightly, pulling Bo Huan into his arms.
"Your body will need at least three years to be ready for a sister."
Bo Qing had always been deeply concerned about Bo Huan's previous cesarean section.
Listening to the man's firm words, Bo Huan nodded.
