Jiang Yao had always had a pleasant temper. Even if she had a bad temper from time to time, it would pass fast. She would argue with him during the day and then was back to being his gentle wife in the evening.
"In the future, if you are unhappy, you can hit or criticize me," Lu Xingzhi replied abruptly. "Just get it out of your heart."
"Do not ignore me either," he said again.
Jiang Yao was instantly amused. She shook the cotton swab in her hand and sprayed water all over Lu Xingzhi's face. "Why do you talk so much? Go to sleep. It is past midnight."
Lu Xingzhi had no desire to sleep. He shook his head. "If you are tired, go to bed. I am going to touch the baby."
Jiang Yao put down the thing in her hand and lay down beside him. She took the initiative to take his hand and put it on her stomach.
The infant in her stomach seemed to sense something and suddenly kicked Lu Xingzhi's palm the minute his hand touched her belly.