"Mother said that after becoming pregnant, we should sleep separately to avoid harming the child. Didn't we have an extra bed in the other room? You should sleep out there."
She knew her mother's reason well.
Her mother wanted them to sleep in separate rooms out of fear that their youth, with their robust vitality and tender hearts, might lead to impulsive actions that could harm the precious, tiny bean sprout in her belly, grown painstakingly through concerted effort and diligent sowing.
Qin Yi was lifting the corner of the quilt when he heard this. Raising his brows, he replied, "This baby is barely the size of a bean now, and you're already telling me to sleep in a separate room? I'd have to endure lonely, sleepless nights for ten months? No, I firmly disagree with this!"
He had gotten used to falling asleep beside her soft, fragrant body these past few days. The absence of her familiar scent would be nigh unbearable, worse than death itself!