Luoluo, I Was Wrong. I Was Holding You Back

Nian Xi's face was flushed red as she stomped on his feet under the table.

Why were they in such a hurry? Even if he had no reservation, she wanted to be restrained.

Mu Rongcheng smiled and said, "What's the hurry? The civil affairs bureau doesn't get off work until five o'clock."

Luo Sang smiled and said, "Mom, you don't understand people who are in love. They want to become husband and wife as soon as possible. They can't wait."

Nian Qingyun nodded and said, "Both of you are not young anymore. It's time for you to have children."

"Dad, what are you talking about? Don't be ridiculous." Nian Xi rolled her eyes at her father in embarrassment. She didn't understand why they were talking about having children.

"I'm telling the truth," Nian Qingyun said rudely, "Look, Little Apple is about to go to school. Mo Liuxi is younger than both of you. He's about to have two children."