It's only a matter of time before we become a family, so there's really no need to fuss over these things right now.
Aromatic smells wafted from the kitchen, Zhai Yanjun's eyes darted about, and she followed her nose straight into the kitchen: "Musheng, are you making something?"
"Yeah, I just got off the plane, and the airline meal was awful. I'm really hungry now and wanted to make something to eat."
Hearing this, Zhai Yanjun chased her out: "What are you doing in the kitchen while pregnant? Get out of here, your mom and I will cook for you!"
Musheng couldn't help but laugh and feel embarrassed, but Zhai Yanjun insisted, so Musheng had no choice but to follow her wishes.
By the time they finished cooking and Musheng had eaten her fill, Mu Lianmiao had returned.
