"Where do all these strange thoughts come from?"
Shen Mianmian laughed.
Being with Yang Xiaoxi, it's hard to get angry. Every day feels great.
Recently, Shen Mianmian hasn't been experiencing morning sickness, and her appetite has improved, though she still prefers sour food. She often carries some dried plums with her. While chatting, she started craving again, so she took out some dried plums and began eating.
Yang Xiaoxi casually grabbed one and said, "I don't know what's going on, but just smelling that sour makes me want to eat it. Could it be I'm pregnant too?"
Shen Mianmian almost choked on the dried plum, but with Lu Nian around, she couldn't directly ask, so she said, "Sour things whet the appetite. It doesn't necessarily mean you're pregnant. Don't overthink it."
Lu Nian also realized that their topic wasn't suitable for him to be there, so he excused himself and left. Only then did Shen Mianmian ask, "When did your period last come?"
