"Brother Baihao really loves you a lot!"
"Duuh, my husband of course loves me, otherwise why would I marry him," Huanhuan slowly propped herself up by the waist and sat next to her, her face full of maternal love as she caressed her belly, "But I just want him to stay with me."
"Isn't he with you every day?" Chenxing finished cutting the fruit and used a toothpick to pick up a small piece and brought it to Huanhuan's mouth.
