The child in the belly wouldn't respond, and Fu Nancheng said again, "Just wait until you come out, I'll deal with you."
Qiao Mo chuckled softly but was very protective: "You're so fierce, you'll scare him."
"It's not okay for him to mess with you." Fu Nancheng felt a bit of heartache and hugged her tighter.
Qiao Mo's face showed a sweet smile: "Be careful, he might not acknowledge you as his dad in the future."
"Let's see if he dares." Fu Nancheng replied coldly.
Qiao Mo chuckled softly, suddenly feeling that if they really had a son, the two of them might have to fight a little, after all, this man is really not ordinarily domineering.
Qiao Mo snuggled in his arms and whispered, "What do you think we'll be like when we grow old?"
"Grow old?" Fu Nancheng gently asked back, his gaze drifting a bit far.
He really never thought about how they would be when they're old, but he thought, as long as every day of the rest of his life includes her, that's enough.
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