Gu Jinrong, unable to tolerate it any longer, raised his hand and gently tapped the little one's head, "What, do you want candy?"
"I like it. The strawberry flavor you gave last time was good, but if it were pineapple or dragon fruit flavor, I think it would be more exhilarating—"
The little one was actually picking up heavy tastes like an adult!
Gu Jinrong began to scold the little one for picking up bad habits, tapping on the little one's head repeatedly, "It's already nice to have strawberry, what dragon fruit do you need? I think what you need is mint, or cold water—"
The little one hurriedly wrapped his arms around her waist and dodged her "claws."
At that moment, the elevator was silent except for the sound of its slow ascent. Gu Nuan felt as if time was dragging on so slowly. It was really just a matter of seconds.
She was worried, truly worried. He was going to be a father soon, what if something really happened, what about their child?
