Jiang Ruan pouted and coyly teased him, "Who wants to have kids with you? I'm still young and haven't thought about it."
Bao Ye chuckled, switched the car to automatic driving mode—drinking and driving don't mix.
Then he sat down beside her.
He closed the door and pressed a button. The car navigated automatically.
"They were just joking around, and I played along."
Bao Ye raised his hand to pull her into his embrace, placing her on his lap, with his chin resting on her soft shoulder, his fingertips teasingly playing with her long hair and inhaling its scent.
His tone was full of indulgence, "Whatever you say."
"You can decide when to have kids; after all, my arsenal is well-stocked, ready to supply at any time."
Jiang Ruan understood his words perfectly.
Her cheeks, along with her ears, instantly felt scorching hot. She blushed and glared at him, "Shameless."
Bao Ye's lips curled into a smirk, "Tsk."
"You should be proud."
