Jian Shichu gently kissed her eyes, laughing and crying at the same time: "No wonder they say women are made of water. Such a tiny thing and you're this moved? I really don't know what goes on in your minds."
Ye Qingci glared at him: "We call it being emotional!"
The way she looked, with misty eyes and a coquettish pout, was so alluring that Jian Shichu couldn't resist kissing her a few more times.
It's strange, really. The books say that after women get pregnant, they get spots, swell, and grow plump. But apart from her chest growing fuller, his wife didn't show much difference from before she was pregnant.
If there was any difference, it was that her eyes were blacker, brighter, and more enchanting, and her skin was whiter, more tender, and smoother than before.
Whether on her face or body, her skin was as white and smooth as snow, soft to the touch, as delicate and unblemished as could be.
