"Daddy, mommy hit me..." Wen Zao cried out as soon as he sensed someone backing him up, his voice splitting the air, "I said that if the baby in Aunt Xia Weiyi's tummy were the same as me, I would cut Baby Elephant's trunk, and then mom hit me..."
"It's true, mom said it's an elephant's trunk, both dad and I have one..."
Qu Qingge felt like she wanted to die, her face was as red as a cooked shrimp, and she wished she could dig a hole and hide in it right away.
Meanwhile, Wen Qiyang was leisurely leaning against the wall, watching his little wife blush shyly at a single phrase, feeling an indescribable sweetness in his heart.
He walked over, took Qu Qingge into his arms, and whispered hot breath into her ear, "Gege, do you want an elephant?"
However, before Wen Qiyang could finish his sentence, he let out a yelp as Qu Qingge twisted at his waist without any courtesy, then hummed and, with her pregnant belly, stopped paying him any attention.
