Jane Sampson could hardly contain her good mood, "When they do handicrafts at kindergarten, they always think of making an extra one for me. When they see something delicious, they'd want to buy an extra portion for me too. They can be quite a handful to take care of, but knowing that they hold me so dear in their hearts, I feel so warm."
"Mhm." James Black's tone fluctuated slightly but was barely noticeable, "Our child would be well-behaved in the future too."
Jane's eyes curved into slits as she smiled and slowly leaned in towards James, stopping less than a centimeter away, then she spoke with a Sichuan accent, "Give you a hammer~"
After her words fell, she quickly pecked on James's cheek and then giggled all the way into the kitchen.
James sat on the sofa, lightly curving the corners of his mouth into a smile. He knew that she was no longer averse to discussing this topic with him.
Or rather, actually, she had been considering this matter in her heart too.
