"Not happy?" The man kissed her neck, and the hand pressing against her stomach began to get restless.
Overwhelmed by his actions, Su Mo's thoughts flew away as she blushed and grabbed his hand, "I'm not unhappy, stop it."
"Tell me, why are you not happy?" The man's hand did not stop, and neither did his actions with his mouth, insisting she give a reason.
Su Mo held his hand and, biting her lip, spoke two words, "Child."
Lu Chen stopped his hand and instead lifted her chin, his thumb softly caressing it, his tone deep, "You want to have a child for me?"
Su Mo avoided his gaze and shook her head decisively, "No."
She wrested her chin from his hand and buried herself in his arms, murmuring, "Just look at Ling Ye and Yang Yichu, I feel so heartbroken, I don't want our children to end up like that."
Su Mo's concerns were also on his mind.
Lu Chen stroked her hair, looking at the sunlight scattering outside the house, and softly said, "It won't come to that."
