The rhythm of a wild wolf, taking her up to the heavens and down to the earth...
Jing Yiren lay in Lu Ming's arms, too tired to even want to speak.
But she had a question in her heart: "What medicine did you just give me? It's so intense!"
Hearing this, Lu Ming chuckled softly.
How could she be so adorable, would he give her that kind of medicine?
Lu Ming tightened his arms, pulling the petite woman closer to himself, tilting his head to let her small head burrow into his neck.
"You are intense by yourself; the medicine wasn't for that."
"Ah!" Jing Yiren's face turned red, and she popped out from Lu Ming's neck to look up at him.
"Then what did you give me?"
Lu Ming pinched her small nose: "It's a medicine to help with ovulation!"
"..."
"We're going to have another child."
"..." Even if we are having another child, is there a need to rush taking medicine for ovulation?
"So urgent?"
"Mm!" Saying so, Lu Ming turned over and continued.
