"Stinky Qianqian, if you don't come back soon, I'm cutting ties!" Qin Nuan pouted angrily, biting into the fruit in front of her.
"Sure, cut ties." Hearing this ten times a day, there's no way he'd take it seriously.
Luo Yanran looked around helplessly; this Cold Bamboo Forest was almost becoming a private spot for him and his wife. As long as they were here, no one else would dare disturb them.
A flash of red suddenly caught his eye, making him perk up, "Qhianqhian!"
"Cut ties with her? Then I'll cut ties with you! Sleep on the floor tonight!" Qin Nuan's face was quite pale from the nausea, and her temper wasn't great. But hey, the pregnant lady gets her way.
"I have this feeling it must be a naughty boy in my belly; a little girl like Qianqian wouldn't cause such trouble." Qin Nuan grumbled, munching on grapes her Granny said would make the baby's eyes bigger.
