"I was thinking of planting a seed in you next, but then I remembered you have a husband," Xiaoshuai said with a wicked grin. "I was afraid it might take root, so I had to ask you first."
Upon hearing this, Xiaoying looked at Xiaoshuai with deep affection and chuckled, "Brother Xiaoshuai, whatever you want to do is fine with me, I'm willing. I've been dreaming of having your child, so don't worry too much about it."
Getting this affirmative answer, Xiaoshuai felt a surge of boundless pride and kissed her wildly.
Xiaoying was instantly overwhelmed with excitement, and Xiaoshuai thought it was because she missed him so much.
"Ah!"
In a moment, Xiaoying cried out in pain, her fingernails digging deep into Xiaoshuai's flesh, a cold sweat appearing on her pretty face as her brows knitted tightly and her expression turned to one of agony.