It seemed the conversation had drifted to a very deep level, and Wen Mo didn't know how to respond, his fair face showing a complex expression.
Is this kind of topic a little too early for two young children?
Does she really know what it means to want a child?
Putting everything else aside, even Yin Tao would occasionally utter a few yellow jokes, while Xia Lian would just stand there dumbfounded, completely oblivious to what the jokes meant.
Pure as a white lotus flower.
Wen Mo took a breath and continued the conversation, "Do you really understand what it means to want a child?"
Want a child? It's simple. Just take off your clothes and have lots of fun. You'll probably be able to go to the hospital for a pregnancy checkup in less than a week.
But this is not what Wenmo wants at all, at least not what he should be doing now. His father trusts him so much, and he doesn't think he can be a beast... even though he's already half a beast.
Xia Lian nodded seriously, her soft body occasionally squeezing to the side, "Mmm, I want a boy."
“…Oh, so we’re talking about the gender of our future child. Never mind then.” Wen Mo awkwardly turned his face away; he had almost given her a full sex education lecture.
"What was Wen Mo thinking just now?"
"...Nothing, nothing. I was just wondering why you wanted a boy."
Returning to the topic, Wenmer doesn't seem to have much knowledge about the child's gender.
Can we really have a child...?
Thinking of this, Wen Mo couldn't help but shudder, feeling a chill run down his spine. It seemed he would have to borrow his father's family genealogy when he got back.
"Because if you have a girl... then, then..."
Xia Lian spoke while looking down, her voice growing softer and softer until it was no longer audible.
"What will happen?" Wen Mo leaned closer.
A soft, docile hum gradually reached her ears. Xia Lian gently touched his cheek and whispered, "Wen Mo will... be biased."
"……ha?"
eccentric?
Wen Mo didn't understand at first, but after a moment's thought, he instantly understood what she was saying.
It's often said that daughters are their fathers' little cotton-padded jackets. After having children, fathers naturally extend their love to their children, especially to a thoughtful daughter.
I think I can understand why Xia Lian said that.
It's simply that they feel that after having a daughter, the love that originally belonged solely to them will be split in two and given to their future child.
Wen Mo sighed softly, and after gradually understanding the situation, he hugged the girl in his arms even tighter. "How could I possibly be biased? Don't worry."
Putting aside whether or not they can have children, even if they do have children in the future, Wenmo believes he will never be biased.
Xia Lian's tone gradually returned to normal from its weak one. She reached out and pinched his earlobe, her expression puzzled, "Really? You're not lying to me...?"
"Why would I lie to you? I'm 100% sincere." Wen Mo smiled calmly, facing Lian Bao's question with his most honest attitude.
"But Winmer often lies..."
"Cough cough cough... That's different. I just like to tease you. I would never lie when we're talking about serious matters." Wen Mo quickly coughed twice to explain.
Xia Lian blinked, then lowered her head, seemingly a little disappointed, her tone becoming pitiful, "I'm so easy to fool... Wen Mo, please don't lie to me anymore... okay?"
She understood her place in Wen Mo's heart; Wen Mo valued her highly, so Xia Lian would respond to his words with sincerity.
Although he sometimes bullies me, most of the time I'm happy, and he always stands by my side.
She had reached the point where she could no longer think for herself; her mind was filled with Wen Mo's voice and appearance, leaving no room for anything else.
"I will be good and obedient. Wenmo, please don't... ignore me, and please don't... leave me."
As if she had opened a floodgate, Xia Lian poured out all her concerns and worries. Although she still spoke haltingly, her words revealed her inner thoughts.
“If I did anything wrong, I apologize to Wenmo… I don’t know anything, it must be a lot of trouble… But I will listen to Wenmo.”
She raised her head, took Wenmo's hand from beneath her, and placed it on her body.
Wen Mo's eyes flickered slightly. The softness in his hand was only a heartbeat away from him. Before he could react, the girl's lips were already pressed tightly against his.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Xia Lian's face flushed slightly, but her eyes were no longer as empty as before. Deep affection lingered in her eyes as she looked at Wen Mo cautiously.
"Don't leave me... I'll do anything for you..."
She awkwardly expressed her fear, and when she looked up the next second, Wenmo's eyes were already covered with tears.
He couldn't understand why his nose felt sore and he inexplicably wanted to cry in this situation.
Even though it was just a simple hotel, he could hear such a sincere voice. No sweet words could compare to those three or four simple sentences. It was like a locked shackle, and Wenmo's heart was already tightly bound to her.
Now I finally understand why the "white moonlight" (a term referring to someone who is deeply loved and cherished) is so powerful. It's simply because only the two people in that moment could express such heartfelt thoughts.
Wenmo could see and hear her inner thoughts.
Her cheeks were flushed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her tone was cautious, she clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, and her eyes were filled with a newfound life that seemed to have been born from emptiness.
Seeing that Wen Mo did not react, Xia Lian moved her face closer and buried it in his chest. She thought she had said something wrong and gently rubbed against Wen Mo's chest like a cat begging for forgiveness.
Just as she looked up at Wen Mo again, Wen Mo unexpectedly cupped Xia Lian's face in his hands...
Forehead, left cheek, right cheek, chin, neck, and finally, a deep kiss on the lips, almost making Xia Lian breathless.
"Haa...haa..."
Xia Lian, who had been released, was panting heavily, somewhat confused as to why he was reacting so strongly, when he had only spoken his mind.
Wen Mo covered his head, muffled words escaping his lips, his hazy eyes fixed on the girl in front of him, constantly feeling the softness in his arms.
"My life is yours, just like yours. I'll do whatever you want me to do. If you want me to die, I'll jump off the building right now. If you want me to be good to you for the rest of my life, I'll be good to you for the rest of my life. No, you won't escape me in the next life or the life after that..."
Xia Lian, who had been confused, gradually became more sentimental, burying her head in Wen Mo's arms and nodding repeatedly. The two lovers, hiding in the room, were whispering sweet nothings to each other, which echoed throughout the night.
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