"It should still be a while." Sang Luo touched her belly, which was about the size of a five- or six-month human pregnancy. She could feel that the baby was developing very healthily.
"When my little sister is born, Mommy, remember to add her in!" Little An said solemnly.
"Alright, alright. When your sister is born, we'll take another family portrait," Sang Luo said with a smile, playing along.
Little An nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Sang Luo's belly. "Mommy, was your belly this big when you were pregnant with me?"
"Hmm... When I was carrying you, my belly was even bigger than this."
"Wouldn't it have burst?" he asked, his eyes wide with concern.
Sang Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Little An suddenly hugged her. "It's so hard for you, Mommy. When Little An grows up, I'll be good to you for my whole life! No... Little An will be good to you even before I grow up. I'll be even better to you than Daddy is!"
