"Oh." Xin Xiaoxiao responded sullenly.
She released Xiang Yiqing's waist, continued to hold onto his arm, touched her own small belly with the other hand, and her lips turned downward.
Does Brother Xiang not like her that much yet? Otherwise, why wasn't he in a hurry for her to have children?
He says she's young, but she's almost twenty-two. When Ji Anning was twenty-two, Fenfen was already more than two years old. How is she still young?
Xiang Yiqing didn't notice Xin Xiaoxiao's disappointment and doubts. The wind was a bit chilly, and he reached out to embrace her waist, holding her in his arms and sheltering her from the cold with his broad arms.
The atmosphere fell silent, and the two of them walked towards Xiang Yiqing's place.
Suddenly, Xin Xiaoxiao's phone rang, breaking the silence. "It's definitely my dad."
She looked up at Xiang Yiqing, speaking with certainty, as she reached into her pocket to take out her phone.
