After drying her hair completely, Yun Shangyuan tossed the towel aside and embraced her tightly from behind.
His arms slowly tightened until they were intimately pressed together, leaving no space between them.
"What's wrong?" Feng Yueya reached up to touch his cheek.
Her hand was captured by his, and he pressed a kiss into the palm of her hand, gently asking,
"Yue Yaya, what name do you want to give our child?"
A maternal glow immediately lit up Feng Yueya's face.
"I know too little, why don't you pick the name?"
"Okay." He laid his head in the crook of her shoulder and thought for a moment before saying,
"How about 'Nian Feng'?"
"Nian Feng…" Feng Yueya murmured softly, a tender corner of her heart being touched.
"Yun Nian Feng… Yun, Nian, Feng…" She found these three words very pleasant to pronounce.
Her smile widened as she teased,
"It's fine if it's a boy, but if it's a girl, wouldn't that name be a bit lacking in grace?"
