The starship flew through space, sometimes speeding up, sometimes slowing down... At times the ride was especially bumpy; other times it was exceptionally steady.
Sally instinctively held her belly with one hand and clung tightly to Yan Ze with the other, helplessly saying, "Why did you let them pilot the starship? Do you really intend to join me in a lovers' suicide?"
"I've said that I'm willing to accompany Yanyan," Yan Ze spoke softly as he kissed Sally's forehead, and then moved lower...
Just as he was about to kiss Sally's red lips, he caught a glimpse of a silver-grey little figure from the corner of his eye, curiously staring at them with wide eyes.
Yan Ze and Sally: "..."
"Hehe, what's up with Little Qianzhi?" Yan Ze said nonchalantly.
Sally blushed, and although it wasn't the first time the children had walked in on them, she still felt embarrassed.
Little Qianzhi said, "Dad and mom love each other so much."