Tang Zan was diligently serving Pei Shu'er, and if it weren't for the presence of their parents, he would have fed Pei Shu'er mouthful by mouthful.
He was beaming with happiness, while Pei Shu'er looked melancholy, as if drained of all spirit.
After the meal, Tang Zan carried Pei Shu'er back to their residence.
Pei Shu'er hurriedly said, "I can walk, put me down."
Tang Zan shook his head, "No, you can't."
Pei Shu'er sighed, "I really can."
Tang Zan shook his head again, "My descendants are in your belly, they might turn into children soon. How can I let you be tired?"
Listen to that!
Is that even something a person would say?
Pei Shu'er, full of distress, couldn't resist giving Tang Zan a light punch.
"You're such a joker."
But in her heart, she knew how much Tang Zan longed for children.
She felt a twinge of guilt.
After all, infertility has always been one of the factors affecting marital relationships.
