C820 Majesty

Ye Zimo stroked the hair on Xia Yihan's forehead and said softly, "As long as it's your child, I like boys and girls." As long as it was Xia Yihan's child, he liked them all.

"I hope it's a boy as handsome as you." Xia Yihan tilted her head and looked at Ye Zimo. The distance between the two of them was so close that they could feel each other's breath