His gaze suddenly turned dark, and Xia Nuo couldn't say what she wanted to.
Knowing he was angry, she softly said to him, "Leng Yan, now really isn't the time for a child. I'm not ready to be a mother; I can hardly take care of myself. How can I be a good mother? Let's wait a few years, okay?"
"But I want our family to feel more complete," Leng Yan said in a low voice.
"Leng Yan, even if we're going to have a child, we should wait until I'm mentally prepared. You wouldn't force me to get pregnant right now, would you?" Xia Nuo retorted.
Having said that, what else could he say?
Leng Yan released her hand, stood up, and silently left the bedroom. Xia Nuo sighed, still took the birth control pill, and then got up to wash up.
When she walked out of the bedroom, she saw Leng Yan standing on the balcony, lost in thought.
It was so cold outside, and he was dressed so thinly, not caring about his own body.
