An Hao curled her lips and smiled, little did she know that the real headache would come ten months later!
When she recalled what she said today, it was truly a slap in the face!
The two chatted softly under the starlight for a long time, and An Hao felt a bit drowsy.
Qin Jian hugged An Hao and they washed their faces and hands by the stream, then they crawled into the tent.
The night was quiet, with a cool breeze blowing gently. Qin Jian held An Hao, savoring her pleasant scent, and his heart grew restless.
"Wife!" he called softly.
"Hmm?"
"Do you want to have some entirely new experiences?"
"No."
"It's been five months! Do we really have to wait another five months?"
"Of course!"
"Can't you sympathize, sympathize with your husband? It's been five months since I've tasted meat!"
An Hao, her heart racing, listened: "Hold on a little longer."
"How much longer can I hold on?" Qin Jian frowned slightly.
"Until the child is born!"
