Very comfortable.
Qiao An squinted her beautiful eyes with satisfaction, just short of letting out a sigh.
Mu Jingxi gently stroked her belly, his thin lips planted delicate kisses on her tender neck.
"What will it take for Miss Pregnant here to not be angry?"
"You have to coax me."
Mu Jingxi understood, turned her face, and kissed her lips.
After a bit of commotion, the two went downstairs for breakfast, already an hour later.
Little Nuomi waited by the dining table, swinging her two short legs, hands on her cheeks, looking quite dismayed, "Daddy, Mommy, if you don't come down soon, Little Nuomi will go have breakfast with Grandpa and Grandma."
Hmph!
Making her wait so long!
Not happy!
Qiao An patted her head, leaned down to kiss her forehead, "Mommy has a little baby in her belly, so she's been sleeping a bit more. If you want to be upset, be mad at your Daddy. He slept in too."
Unceremoniously dumping the blame on Mu Jingxi.
