Ye Ranran was kissed until she was dazed, momentarily forgetting to breathe. She closed her eyes in a trance, her little heart pounding as if about to break free from its cage and fall into someone's heart.
Xiao Sichen moved his lips away when she was about to suffocate, holding her face with both hands, lightly pecking her forehead, brow, and nose tip, his exquisite face suddenly glowing with a few hints of a demonic allure.
He spoke gently, "Ranran, what did my father say?"
Ye Ranran was stunned for a moment, her memory returning. She lightly pressed her lips together and said in a low voice, "Your father said... Tang Siqi is pregnant."
Just now, she only thought of confronting Old Master Xiao and didn't think carefully about this matter.
At this moment, thinking about Tang Siqi's child being Xiao Sichen's, Ye Ranran felt as if a fishbone was stuck in her throat, unable to swallow or spit it out, with her heart feeling incredibly sour and uncomfortable.