You Must Be Thrilled

How could she not feel what was beneath her butt?

Yan Su felt like a roasted fish on a hot grill. There was a fire burning beneath her; she was hot all over but at the same time, anxious. The only time they did it was when they were both wasted and she was uninhibited. Now that they were both sober, she was a little nervous.

"Liuxi, do you know our daughter's name?" Yan Su tried to change the topic.

"I know, you mentioned — Yan Yan." Mo Liuxi raised his chin. "It's a pretty name."

"But if we are going to change her name... she will be called Mo Yan," Yan Su said with amusement and watched his reaction.

"It doesn't matter, she can have your last name," answered Mo Liuxi in a split second.

Yan Su blinked in disbelief. She couldn't believe that he agreed to it so easily. Most men out there would insist that the children take their last name.