"What does her misunderstanding have to do with me? You should know, I never care about other women." Mu Xiaojiu said without a second thought.
His gaze still fell on her flat belly. The doctor said it would be difficult for her to conceive in the future, and it was all his fault.
At this moment, looking at her belly, in fact, that animalistic desire had already largely dissipated.
It's not that every time they lay in bed together he must do that sort of thing with her.
Sometimes he wanted to tease her, but, at other times, he just wanted to hold her close.
To have a good talk, to fall asleep together, to wake up together.
"Stop thinking about all that messy stuff, take care of your health, Xiaxia, we will have our own child in the future."
That husky, deep voice made Baili Xia's heart tremble fiercely.
Uncle suddenly said such an emotional thing, setting her heart racing wildly, thumping non-stop.
"Jiu..."
"I have never wanted a child as much as I do at this moment."
