Ji Anning replied with a smile, "Other than worrying about me being tired, he hasn't really said anything else."
"But the dishes you make are really delicious. I'll try cooking them myself someday," Xin Xiaoxiao complimented Ji Anning again, looking longingly at the array of prepared dishes.
"Winning a man's heart starts by winning over his stomach; there must be some truth to that saying."
If she could cook so many dishes for Xiang every day and be so domesticated...
Ji Anning turned to her and said, "Xiang Yiqing is so attentive; he definitely wouldn't want you to go through the trouble of cooking."
Mentioning Xiang Yiqing's attentiveness, Xin Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of something, "Can I ask you a question?"
She lowered her voice as if she was about to ask something secretive.
Ji Anning nodded, "Go ahead."
"Is being pregnant uncomfortable and painful?" Xin Xiaoxiao looked at Ji Anning's protruding belly, both expectant and a bit uneasy.
