"That can still have an impact." Chen Mo raised his hand and brushed her nose, then lightly pinched her cheek, saying, "Senior Sister, you are a natural talent. How could I let temporary pleasure affect your future?"
"Junior Brother." Zhao Fujin's eyes sparkled with sincere emotion, deeply touched by the profound love Chen Mo held for her.
She glanced down at the bulge beneath Chen Mo, blushed, and said, "What about...what will you do? Why don't you go find...the Eldest Princess and them."
Due to her identity, Zhao Fujin no longer wanted to call Zhao Qianyi her aunt, directly referring to her as the Eldest Princess.
Chen Mo lowered his head and kissed her cheek, saying, "No need, I'll just sleep holding you for a night."
Then he drew her head into his embrace.
The next moment, Chen Mo couldn't help but take a sharp breath.
Because a slender jade hand quietly climbed up...
"Senior Sister, you..." Seeing Zhao Fujin slightly raise her head, Chen Mo glanced downward at her.
