"Jingfeng, that's something I'm willing to do for you," An Qianmei wrapped his arm, drawing close to him, then changed the subject, "Jingtang, I see you've always liked Lele. I think you must like children. Before we got married, you disagreed, but now we're about to have the wedding. Can we have a child after we get married? I'm already twenty-eight, almost twenty-nine, if we don't have a child at this age, it'll be difficult later on."
When Huo Jingfeng heard her request for a child, his hand shook and he nearly dropped the ice pack on the ground.
"What's wrong?" An Qianmei noticed his unusual behavior, "Are you too happy, or do you disagree?"
"The ice pack is done; I'll carry you inside to rest," Huo Jingfeng avoided the question directly.
