The topic unexpectedly shifted, Feng Jinglei was still a bit dazed, "What is it?"
"My cousin already has two kids, should we also put in some effort?"
As soon as the words were spoken, Feng Jinglei didn't even have time to grasp the meaning before his lips covered hers, sealing her soft lips and indulging in the taste.
Soon, Feng Jinglei felt overwhelmed, involuntarily letting out a few murmurs, until he completely entered, filling all her emptiness, and the fire within him finally extinguished...
The next day.
After lunch, the restaurant was at its busiest, the dishes piled high, never seeming to be washed clean.
Washing dishes all day long, Yang Huayun's hands had already become rough and worn.
Having just finished washing a basin, intending to stretch her aching back, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure standing there.
Yang Huayun's face froze upon seeing the person standing before her.
