Nan Mufeng finally raised the white flag and surrendered. He walked over, squatted beside her, and touched her belly: "Did it hurt when it kicked?"
"No." Jian Xi shook her head, "But I was scared."
"!!!"
"Honey, you should teach your son a lesson." Jian Xi said.
Nan Mufeng felt a bit of a headache, and his voice subconsciously softened: "How should I teach him?"
"He's so naughty, playing in my belly making me scared, he deserves a spanking."
Nan Mufeng: "..."
Facing the complaints of his little wife, he was really at a loss. He could only gently stroke her belly, trying to communicate with the baby: "Baby, don't be naughty. Mommy is very tired today, be good and don't make a fuss..."
Jian Xi happily lifted the corners of her lips. Hey, still angry, let's see how long you can keep it up!
After coaxing the son, the atmosphere eased. Nan Mufeng found no reason to continue being angry, so he sat down to talk with Jian Xi.
"I was really mad today."
"Mm, I could tell..."
