"Pfft!" Jian Xi spat, "Just a few buttons fell off, you can sew them back on yourself! You..."
"I can't sew." Nan Mufeng spread his hands. If he could sew, he would've done it already!
"I can!" Jian Xi shook her head helplessly, pointing at Nan Mufeng's head, "Hubby, your intelligence has gone offline."
Nan Mufeng was nonchalant: "Pregnant women are said to be scatterbrained for three years!"
"Pfft! That's supposed to be me, not you! I'm the one having the baby!"
"Nonsense, I'm involved too!" Nan Mufeng said with a straight face, "I've been working hard."
"Shameless!" Jian Xi shook her head, yawned, and patted her belly, "Hubby, I'm hungry."
It's almost 7 p.m., how could she not be hungry?
Nan Mufeng went to the break room, brought Jian Xi's shoes over, and helped her put them on: "Drink some milk first, eat a few cherries to tide over, and we'll go have dinner soon."
"Are we going home?"
"No, we'll eat out."
