Song Huanyan: "..."
Song Huanyan really wanted to spit a mouthful of saliva on Yun Jianchen's face.
If he had actually been gentle, why would she have screamed so loudly? Why couldn't she help it?
"It's you who are being sensitive," Yun Jianchen said, "Maybe being pregnant… makes one more sensitive."
"....." Song Huanyan's cheeks flushed red again, and she pinched Yun Jianchen. She really wanted to just strangle Yun Jianchen!
This annoying, stinky man.
"Don't be so smug, you're going to be despised by Qiao Chuchu and the others tomorrow," Song Huanyan said through gritted teeth.
"What would they despise me for?" Yun Jianchen asked, puzzled.
"They'd despise you for being a beast that thinks with his lower half, demanding demands while your wife is pregnant with twins. You don't consider your wife's feelings at all and thoroughly enjoy yourself," Song Huanyan glared at Yun Jianchen as she spoke.
