Jun Moyan held her in his arms, breathing slightly heavily, kissed her on the temple, and asked in her ear, "Do you still want a baby now?"
"..."
Wen Xiao'ai was too exhausted to answer, still panting heavily.
She felt that Jun Moyan was doing it on purpose.
He was kissing her so she couldn't catch her breath, making her afraid to think about having a baby.
Wen Xiao'ai regained some strength, lifted her small head from his shoulder, and looked at him with big, watery eyes, saying seriously and defiantly:
"Yes."
Jun Moyan stared at her for two seconds, and the next moment.
"Splash."
He stood up from the bathtub with Wen Xiao'ai in his arms, stepped out of the bathroom, placed her on the bed, and leaned over her.
He bowed his head to kiss her lips.
"Mmm... Jun Moyan..." Feeling a bit scared inside, Wen Xiao'ai placed her small hands against his wet chest, trying to hold him back.
