"I'll be thirty-four next January, and you're only twenty-seven. When I'm forty, you'll only be thirty-three. Have you ever thought about..."
Mo Yan sighed, took Zhang Zhiqin's hand, placed it on her plump and tight waist, then rested her head on his chest and continued:
"When are we going to get married? When are we going to have kids? I'm so old now, it's going to be hard to have kids in a few years."
"This, this..." Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head and said honestly:
"I'm sorry, Sister Mo, I haven't thought about these things yet."
The two have been in a relationship for less than a month. If Zhang Zhiqin said that she had already planned to get married and have children, it would seem a bit fake.
Mo Yan was not angry as usual. She sighed softly:
"You are still so young. If you find a girl of your age, you two can do everything in sync.
You don't have to be like you are now, always accommodating me in everything because of my age, and you don't even dare to talk back when I'm angry.
I feel like we're like mom and son now, which is so weird."
In fact, Mo Yan didn't talk about these things on a whim. The age gap between her and Zhang Zhiqin has always been a gap in her heart.
Although she always acted very strong in front of Zhang Zhiqin, even the process of being with this idiot was dominated by her.
But in fact, she was also very scared.
She is seven years older than Zhang Zhiqin. The saying that a woman three years older than a man will bring him wealth is actually just self-consolation.
Only when you reach her age can you truly understand how short a woman’s youth is.
What's more, she is a woman who is divorced in the legal sense.
"Zhang Zhiqin, we really should think carefully about whether we are suitable for each other..."
"Sister Mo!"
“Hmm? Ah!!”
Looking at the rare resentment and weakness on Mo Yan's face, a certain idiot suddenly did something unexpected.
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