Seeing his sullen face, looking quite angry, Mu Xiangwan tugged at his hand, pulling it downward, "What's wrong... Aren't you happy tonight? You obviously tortured me to death and back, and now you're still keeping such a straight face... What kind of demeanor is this! If you don't want to be intimate with me anymore, then I'll stop seducing you, alright?"
She intentionally said these words to provoke him, deliberately misinterpreting Su Chaoyang's reason for being upset, which made the man even more vexed.
"Do you really want to have another one so badly?" Su Chaoyang reminded himself repeatedly not to get angry, not to be annoyed, as he turned to look at the woman lying beside him, still lifting her hips, asking in confusion.
Mu Xiangwan blinked her big eyes, deliberately putting on a pure and innocent look to move him, "Yes... Look at An'an's two little princesses, they're so pretty! Let's have another one. Maybe it'll be a daughter this time—."
