Su Yi Jing chuckled, "Why are you worried about this? My mother was once called a Stone Woman, but in the end, she had eight children in three pregnancies. Besides, even if you can't—"
Feng Feiyan quickly covered Su Yi Jing's mouth, "Don't say can't, I'm afraid it'll come true." She really hoped to start a family with him.
Su Yi Jing pulled down her hand from his mouth, "Okay, I won't say it, but don't overthink it either. Tonight is our wedding night, and I won't allow you to think about such things."
Feng Feiyan's face immediately turned red. Although they had already been intimate as a couple, today was their official wedding day. She married him, she finally married him.
She was very happy.
Also very shy.
"Qingqing," he called her softly and tenderly, looking at her with deep affection.
"Hmm?" Feng Feiyan responded subconsciously and looked at Su Yi Jing, but saw the intense, burning gaze in his eyes that made her too shy to meet his eyes, and she quickly looked down.
