“Dear.”
“Hm?”
“Do you want a girl or a boy?”
“Mhmm.” Ouyang Feilong made a dragged-out noise as he thought.
Bai Yu glanced up at his face as she was laying her head on his chest. Her eyes were fixed on him, waiting for his answer.
“A boy.”
“Why?”
Today, she let him do as he pleased only because he used normal speech with her. His touch was gentle, as he had promised. Their naked bodies were intertwined in an embrace as they basked in the afterglow of their passion. Bai Yu was the first to begin the conversation, addressing him normally as ordinary spouses would.
“If it’s a girl, then I’m afraid she’d be a fool like her mother.”
Bai Yu grimaced. “And I don’t want a boy. I’m afraid he’d be more beautiful than his mother, like how his father is!”
Ouyang Feilong laughed. “But you like it, don’t you? I still remember the first time you saw my face. Your eyes had a scary gleam.”
“I don’t like it anymore!” She said it entirely out of frustration.