"Really?" Li Qiyu raised an eyebrow and asked, "Do you not mind at all that I spend more time with him and neglect you?"
Bo Yeyuan carefully put the album back on the bookshelf, curled his lips, and looked at her: "I owe him too much, and never had time to properly be a father. And now I have to take you away from him. Am I the most incompetent person in the world?"
Li Qiyu hugged him, shaking her head: "No, if you had known earlier that little Tianci was our child, I believe you would have given him the best love in the world."
"..."
"Bo Yeyuan, now I also really want to give you the best love in the world."
"You're pregnant..."
"What are you afraid of, the baby is already four or five months old!" Li Qiyu pinched his firm chin, noticing his tired eyes, he seemed very sleepy.
In fact, Bo Yeyuan hadn't had a proper sleep for several days. The moment he returned to Li Qiyu's side, he suddenly felt at ease but was overwhelmingly drowsy.
