"Thank you, Ranran," a visible heartache showed on Jun Mochan’s face.
Ye Ranran leaned into his arms: "We are husband and wife, so we naturally share our joys and sorrows."
Thinking of something, Ye Ranran lifted her head from Jun Mochan’s arms: "Right, I want to visit the hospital in a few days."
She had been with Jun Mochan for more than half a year, why hadn’t there been news from her stomach yet?
It didn’t make sense.
"What for? Why do you need to go to the hospital for no reason?" Jun Mochan frowned.
"Ah, nevermind, I just want to get a check-up." Ye Ranran got out of his arms, lay on the bed, and pulled quilt over her face.
Seeing her , Jun Mochan could figure out why after a little thinking.
"Doctors told you before that you have a cold constitution, which makes it difficult for you to get pregnant. You need to take good care of your body."
What? Ye Ranran popped her head out of the quilt, looking at Jun Mochan blankly.
"Don’t worry, you will have one eventually. We are still young. We can still have a child in a few years." He was not in a hurry. There were many things they had to do right now, and they hadn’t had enough of each other. He didn’t want a kid to interrupt them.
"Is that true?" Ye Ranran was a bit nervous.
What if she really can’t conceive?
"Of course, don’t you trust your husband?"
She saw Jun Mochan propping up his head with his arm, looking at her with interest.
"What are you looking at?"
"Looking at a beauty." Jun Mochan’s tone was frivolous, and the smile on his face made his usually gentle face bewitching.
He slowly leaned towards Ye Ranran, Ye Ranran closed her eyes again.
"What is Madame thinking?"
"Mr. Jun, you are teasing me." Ye Ranran suddenly sat up, glaring at Jun Mochan.
He was definitely doing this on purpose.
"Madame is injured, what else can I do?" Jun Mochan looked completely innocent.
"I just have a bit of neck pain."
Once the words came out, Ye Ranran wished she could just headbutt a wall.
What on earth was she doing?
"That, I misspoke. Pretend I said nothing." Ye Ranran lay down again.
Just as she was about to pull the quilt over her face, Jun Mochan quickly pulled the quilt aside.
Then, he held Ye Ranran’s shoulder with his large hand.