Emma's big, round eyes looked at her eagerly: "Sister Emma, will you really come to see Little Stone in the future?"
The young child seemed to sense something, and his big eyes were full of reluctance and hope.
Iris Harris nodded, "Mm, I will."
She opened the door and went out, lowered her head, and took a gentle sniff, then heard Brandan Hyde's voice sound in front of her: "You like children so much, shall we have one in the future?"
She looked up to see the man, who had unknowingly come over, with Hannah Rulin standing not far away, her expression somewhat stiff.
Iris wiped her eyes, said nothing, only uttered: "Let's go."
"Mm."
Brandan walked over, held her hand, and seeing her reddened eyes, he asked softly, "Have you considered my earlier suggestion?"
"What?"
Brandan stopped, looked at her face to face, "The matter of our future children."
His deep black eyes stared at her, with an earnestness in his exquisite eyebrows that somewhat bothered her.
Children...
