"I... I'm not sure." Yan Qingruo couldn't answer his question.
"Then let me make you feel clearly once more, whether it will affect us or not." Chen Qianmo spoke gently yet dominantly.
Now that the misunderstanding between the two had been cleared up, and her body had recovered at its best, Chen Qianmo was no longer tender and sympathetic, but took her fiercely, bringing everything between them to a peak of exhilaration.
The temperature in the room rose higher and higher, and Yan Qingruo's voice grew louder and louder.
Fortunately, the room was well insulated, so nothing impacted their performance.
Chu Jingyi, holding the baby, was relieved to see the issues between Chen Qianmo and Yan Qingruo finally resolved.
Looking down at the child in her arms, now two months old, the babies were easy to take care of and liked to smile, which comforted the elders very much.