She was thinking if she had a son, would he get along with Bo Jinyu like Mo Yangyang does?
That would be rather interesting!
However, she didn't voice out her thoughts about children as it is a sensitive topic.
"Wait, put me down, this position isn't comfortable." Ye Anran pushed him gently.
Mo Yangyang also looked over, his pink lips pouting, expressing his dissatisfaction.
"What's uncomfortable? I held you like this before!" Bo Jinyu said without changing his tone, but held her even tighter.
Ye Anran thought: Come on, Bo Jinyu! How can this be the same as before? Have you forgotten there's a kid in the car?
She angrily glared back at him, speechless and subtly struggling a bit.
She glanced at Mo Yangyang, knowing he didn't notice her discomfort, but she was still blushing.