Mo Yan's monthly cycle, he remembered it even more clearly than Mo Yan herself. A couple of days after her cycle ended, he refrained for several days before daring to get close to her. Otherwise, in the days before her cycle, he definitely would not touch her, fearing that she might already be pregnant, so at night, they would just sleep under the quilt.
Despite several months of trying, Mo Yan's belly didn't swell as expected, and Xiao Ruiyuan couldn't help feeling a bit disappointed, and even more so, frustrated, doubting whether he might be incapable.
Mo Yan, seeing this, was somewhat at a loss for words, and took the man's hand to comfort him, "Maybe this time it worked, let's just wait and see." Although she was very clear that tonight, it was not possible to conceive.
Xiao Ruiyuan was comforted by his wife's words, and his hand beneath the quilt wandered to an indescribable place: "Mmm, your husband will work harder, I will not disappoint my lady!"