After lunch, after seeing Yan Ruoxi and Lu Haidong off, Mi Xiaotao turned around and went back to the room. She sat in front of the vanity, spacing out.
Lu Shaoqing walked into the room. Seeing her like that, he frowned slightly, walked over, put his hand on her shoulder, and asked softly, "Honey, what are you thinking about?"
She'd already looked preoccupied during lunch, which left him a bit puzzled.
Mi Xiaotao looked up at Lu Shaoqing in the mirror, pressed her lips together, and said, "Brother Lu, I've been thinking for a long time. You said Mom specially brought tonic over today—was she hinting that I should hurry up and give you a baby?"
"Silly girl, what nonsense is going through that head of yours?"
So that's what she'd been brooding over. Lu Shaoqing rubbed the top of her head with an amused look and said, "Honey, since Mom already promised you she wouldn't rush you to have a baby, she definitely won't push you!"
"Oh."
