"Then I'll give you a baby." Yun Qin lowered her head and touched her belly.
Song Yin's icy face finally cracked open. He glared at Yun Qin in anger and amusement, then reached out to hug her.
Yun Qin crawled into his arms and gently pecked his lips. She said in a flattering manner, "I'm sorry I made you worry. I'll give you a kiss. Don't be angry."
Seeing Yun Qin so readily asking for his forgiveness, Song Yin couldn't stay mad anymore. He rubbed the space between his brows and said, "Okay, I won't be angry anymore."
Hearing this, Yun Qin was delighted, but then she thought of the wedding tomorrow. She looked troubled and said, "We are getting married tomorrow... Do we have enough time? Should we postpone it?"
"You still know that we're getting married tomorrow?" Song Yin glanced at her and then decisively said, "It will proceed as scheduled. We won't postpone it."