Qiao Chengxun looked up at the girl's innocent and pure big eyes, this little woman was so adorably foolish that it made his heart melt. How could he bear to blame her for not telling him about the pregnancy for so long?
And he could almost imagine the reason she didn't tell him was because she hadn't forgiven him for the hurt he caused her.
Meimei, I'm really sorry...
I promise I won't hurt you anymore!
Qiao Chengxun thought a lot to himself, but didn't let it show on his face. Instead, he curved his lips into a perfect smile, "Meimei, you little fool."
"You're the little fool, I'm very smart, okay!" Wen Meimei protested with clenched fists.
Qiao Chengxun sat on the sofa, one arm embracing her fragrant shoulder, the other gently caressing her small abdomen, burying his head in the scent-filled nook of her neck.
"Meimei, the baby in your tummy is mine, right?"
"Baby?" Wen Meimei tilted her head, full of confusion.
