He could only truly be himself in front of Song Ruoan.
Thinking about these things, He Yunze's feelings for Song Ruoan softened again.
However, at this moment, He Yunze looked at the unfamiliar pastry in front of him. It was exquisite and luxurious, sprinkled with gold leaf, and extremely extravagant. It was the most popular pastry in the capital, and a single piece was worth a fortune.
Not seeing the things he had bought that morning, He Yunze was slightly taken aback: "Ruo'an, don't you like the things I bought for you?"
Song Ruoan didn't know why he always bought her those things that only commoners would eat. It was like this before when they were on Heyan Mountain, and it's still like this now that she's pregnant.
Isn't she the one who needs the most care right now?
However, Song Ruoan still smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Husband, I like it very much!"
"But now that I'm pregnant, my tastes have changed, and I can't eat the things I used to eat."
He Yunze recalled that when Song Ruoan was pregnant in his previous life, her tastes hadn't changed, but he didn't expect them to be different in this life.
He barely ignored the slight disappointment in his heart and nodded with a normal expression: "Pregnancy does change one's taste, but this first child of yours should be a son. I didn't expect you to not even like candied hawthorns anymore."
As He Yunze spoke, he pointed to the fabric on the soft couch: "These two fabrics, one pale yellow and one pink, which one did you choose?"
Song Ruoan felt happy just thinking about the expensive fabric, and she answered without hesitation, "Of course it's pink."
He Yunze's pupils contracted sharply, and he asked again, somewhat incredulously, "You like pink?"
Song Ruoan nodded, looking at him with some surprise: "Yes, pink has been my favorite color since I was a child."
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