When they entered the bedroom, Lu Jingye went to wash up, while Zi Yi leaned against the door frame and ate her pudding as she looked at him.
Lu Jingye washed his hands and face, and made his way over. Zi Yi raised her chin and gave him a mischievous look. "Mom said that we lost weight after coming back from the trip. Why don't I write a prescription for Mom and get her to prepare some tonic soup for you?"
Lu Jingye propped himself against the doorframe above her head and leaned down to look at her. His voice was slightly dim. "If you wish to get pregnant again before the babies come out of the nutrient solution, I don't mind drinking more of those tonic soups."
Zi Yi was stunned for two seconds before she reacted. She laughed cheerfully, put one arm around his neck, and pulled him closer. "Previously, Ian said he and Dou want more babies than us. Say, do you think we should compete with them?"
