"If it really hits the mark..." Lu Xiaoyou grabbed Long Xiliang's head vigorously:
"I'll give birth, and you'll be the babysitter!"
Their eyes met, one up and one down.
Lu Xiaoyou embraced his head, the man supporting himself with one hand, slowly approaching her.
"Long Xiliang, if you truly make me pregnant with your child, I'll want more."
She earnestly told him.
The man asked, "What do you want?" His voice and eyes clearly had a joyful emotion.
Lu Xiaoyou remained silent.
"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you."
They were both in-the-know, even if Lu Xiaoyou didn't say, Long Xiliang could guess.
He took her hand, placing the woman's fingers by his lips.
He kissed her fingers gently.
Lu Xiaoyou smiled, just about to say something when the phone on the bedside table rang.
Long Xiliang disliked interruptions, his brow furrowed.
"Get the phone for me." Lu Xiaoyou lay on the bed, too lazy to move.
