“A plan to produce an heir.”
Bai Yu instantly turned red. “I mean the plan for the future!” She tried to use a loud voice to conceal her shyness, but the other party had no intention of letting the matter go easily.
“Produce many heirs,” Ouyang Feilong said with a smile. “This is the future plan.”
“Your Majesty!” When she could not win in a verbal argument, Bai Yu chose to hit his chest to vent her frustration. They had been married for several days, but none had passed without him teasing her. But why did he have to do it during a serious conversation like this? The more she thought about it, the more she felt embarrassed.
Bai Yu’s hands kept hitting until Ouyang Feilong burst out laughing and seized her wrists. “Alright, alright, zhen yields.”
“Yield what?” Bai Yu regained her composure, refusing to look away from Ouyang Feilong’s glinting eyes. She was prepared to hear his flirtation.
She would not be shy!