Then give birth.

Jing Tong naturally knew that having a child was not an easy task. She was still afraid, but now, this fear was suppressed by an even greater desire.

As long as she thought of a chubby little doll, her heart would itch unbearably.

"I know," Jing Tong thought about it as she said, " isn't there still three months until our wedding? Three months is just enough time to prepare. If I still haven't changed my mind by then, and our physical conditions are suitable, then let's have a baby!"

She looked at him, her eyes sparkling.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but caress her face. His heart was beating fast, and his throat moved. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

Jing Tong's eyes stared at him without blinking. Seeing this, he was a little nervous."Jiang Yu, are you not willing? If you're not willing, then we'll wait for Yingluo."

She had a feeling that Jiang Yu wasn't very keen on having children.