Thinking back to New Year's Day, when Ms. Liu discreetly inquired about the pregnancy preparations, Qi Hao found it both amusing and exasperating.
Damn, it's not just the mother-in-law urging, even Tongzi seems to be hinting now, right?
At this moment, An Feng walked out of the bathroom with a hair dryer in hand, skillfully handing it to Qi Hao:
"Dry my hair for me."
Blowing hair is something any girl can do by herself.
However, ever since getting married, An Feng had grown accustomed to relying on Qi Hao.
After all, Qi Hao was gentle and patient.
"Do you think it's time for us to have a child?"
Qi Hao asked as he took the hairdryer and started drying her hair.
"What?"
An Feng didn't hear clearly.
"A child..."
Actually, only Ms. Liu was anxious, and Mrs. Qi, although anxious, didn't dare to speak up.
Qi Hao and An Feng were not in a hurry to have children.
