Gong Yeyan thought of the doctor's words about her difficulties in having children, and his eyes darkened slightly, but he would never undermine her. His fair and slender hand brushed through the woman's jet-black curls, and he said softly, "Mm."
Cat: [Honestly, Ming Xiaoge, right now your airs are through the roof, Jia Manyun is completely no match for you~]
Ming Ge: Smiling.
It's a blatant display of affection.
It's like a slap across Jia Manyun's face.
The term 'husband' made Jia Manyun silently bite down on her back molars.
Her eyes held a cold light, a hint of sharpness emerging, as her red lips pressed together, "I don't have any secret, perhaps it's just my natural constitution."
Is this boasting about having a naturally good figure?
Ming Ge raised an eyebrow, glanced at Jia Manyun's chest, it was only an A.
I completely beat you.
I don't know what you have to brag about.
