She was exhausted, her whole body limp.
But Cold Naughty seemed even more energized than before, using a tissue to gently wipe the thin sweat off the back of her neck and back, still not forgetting to whisper teasingly in her ear.
"If you end up pregnant this time, let's give the baby a nickname: Fei-Fei. If it's twins, one can be Fei-Fei and ... uh, this doesn't work, it sounds too weird. Since we're flying Air China, let's call the other Hang-Hang."
"Shut up!"
Memoria, her face flushed, hissed in his ear.
Cold Naughty chuckled softly, "When my son asks why we chose this nickname, I'll tell him it's because I planted the seed in his mom's belly on a plane..."
She opened her mouth and bit his neck.
It hurt a bit, but the man just laughed, "If you don't let go, be careful, this General might start a second round of battle!"
Memoria quickly backed down, struggling to prop herself up on her arms and stand straight.
