From nineteen weeks onward, the little baby in Ye Anran's belly started to move.
And interacting with his little daughter became Bo Jinyu's daily routine.
Every time he saw the little feet or fists gently kicking, Bo Jinyu would be excited and thrilled.
Sometimes, when the little baby was in a good mood, her hands and feet would move together, kicking around, and Bo Jinyu would gently hold her protruding little feet and talk to her.
Ye Anran looked at him with a loving expression, gently saying, "Don't be bothered by Yangyang, he's just a child."
"Hmm, little wife, promise me not to let him hug you!" Bo Jinyu held her little hand tightly, seriously but playfully requesting.
Ye Anran: "..." Second Young Master Bo, is it really okay to be so childish at your age?
Yet, looking at this incredibly handsome face, she just couldn't refuse!
So she nodded, "Alright."
"Little wife, I love you!" Bo Jinyu said, softly kissing her belly with his lips.
Ye Anran smiled gently.
