8th day. I'm still ignoring Yifan. He does nothing but sigh.
I was sitting on my chair sipping my milk while eating my pistachio katmer. What, there was a child, I couldn't drink tea...
Hey man!
I bit my teeth nervously and stared at that flat belly. Don't be a smart kid, you have something to take away from me! I'll kill you if you're anything like a commodity!
I was out of dough while biting my pistachio katmer. Ah! My dear, what a troublesome thing that is!
Even eating a meal consumes energy. And I can't get enough of it since this pregnancy!
Fortunately, I'm not patient for 9 months, otherwise I would go crazy! But still, I won't be going through this torture for 3 months!
You are born! I'm a disgrace if I don't throw you on Yifan and run!
My mother came to visit last week. Yifan's family too. It seems that they started to love the child more than me before he was even born!
You bastard!
I poked my stomach with a grimace.
-To be continued-