"Don't move." Jun Yexuan warned yet again. He pressed harder onto her anxious feet, "What if I accidentally cut your skin?"
Out of habit, Qiao Qing rubbed her round belly, "How much longer?"
"Almost done." Jun Yexuan blew on her feet.
Qiao Qing hesitated, "Honestly, there's no need for you to do all this."
"You dare to say something so cold to me? You think I can't deal with you right now?"
Qiao Qing knew what he meant by "deal with her" and so she blushed.
After Jun Yexuan was done with her nails, he got up and walked to the headboard. He leaned into her as his gaze was now full of affection and love.
"You are bearing my children. It is hard work. What's the big deal about me doing this for you?"
He then gently rubbed her round belly, "Did those two little peanuts cause trouble again?"
