Mu Anhan felt that Gu Xiaozhan was frighteningly calm.
Back in the day, if she teased him like this, he would have already erupted into intense passion.
But now? Look at his face—there's not a hint of any other emotion.
He was only focused on her belly, the place that held his child.
Of course, without the memory of these five years, he was a new dad to him, studying the child in her womb.
When Mu Anhan was pregnant with their first child, they were in a cold war, never having gotten along well.
In this moment, although it's their second child, both of them were like rookies on a new path.
"Little babies, Daddy is here!" Mu Anhan said softly, "Did you feel that? Daddy loves you so much..."
Gu Xiaozhan turned his head then, seeing a radiance of maternity on her face, an unmatched color.
"In a month or two, the baby can interact with you." Mu Anhan laughed, "I'm really looking forward to it! Honey, if you poke my belly like this, the baby will interact with you too!"
