"Why do I feel like what you're saying is so sleazy?" She was looking forward to him being born so she could get her hands on her, right?
Sleazy? Jun Mochan lifted Ye Ranran's hand above her head and flipped over to press down on her: "You've really turned against me."
"How have I turned against you? It's clearly you. You must not love me anymore, that's why you're not looking forward to the child being born." Ye Ranran accused.
Jun Mochan laughed off her anger: "If I didn't love you, I wouldn't be here wasting my breath with you."
Actually, Ye Ranran knew his feelings. At that moment, she had just asked casually. The arrival of a newborn always sparked a lot of anticipation.
The question she asked might have been cliché, but couldn't he just indulge her a little? His answer was so heartlessly blunt.
Unhappy!
Very unhappy.
"Then don't talk to me from now on. I don't want to waste my words with you either." Ye Ranran turned her face to one side.
