The Mere Thought of It Was Exciting

It was already past ten in the morning, and everyone at home who was supposed to leave for work had already left.

Nanny He brought Little Yue'er out to play while Ye Qianqian sat on the couch outside, ready to rush over if the need arose.

At the same time, the two individuals in the room sat facing each other, neither of them in a rush to say the first word.

Shen Manting twirled her hair with her fingers. She then took a sip of soybean milk and nibbled at her bread, waiting for Shen Luo'an to break the silence.

However, even after she was done with breakfast, the man in front of her still hadn't said a single word.

Unable to hold it in any longer, Shen Manting looked at him with a frown and asked, "Didn't you say that you wanted to talk to me?"

"Yeah," Shen Luo'an replied. "Manting, you haven't seen your son since you woke up, have you?"

With that, he stood up and said, "I'll carry our son here."