Hearing that Xu Anran knew when those smelly brats could come out, Guan Jingyi was immediately in high spirits.
"Really? Wife? " Guan Jingyi's eyes flashed.
What he was thinking was that if these little bastards came out of his wife's stomach earlier, she wouldn't have to worry about the bleeding anymore and wouldn't let him touch her. Also, he missed his wife's small waist very much. This big belly, touching and kissing, was not satisfying.
How could Xu Anran have known that the man who looked like a fool had such a devious mind? She had thought that he was just like her, purely looking forward to the arrival of the two children.
In the morning, there was a tall stool in front of the mirror. Guan Jingyi sat on the stool with a white bedsheet wrapped around his chest.
Guan Jingyi was very suitable for this kind of hairstyle that was even shorter than an inch.