C155 He Was Biased

After they left, my mother whispered to me, "Why did you take it so easily? When did you become so afraid of giving birth?"

I didn't care and said, "The last time I came, you pulled me along and hugged me for half a day. This time, you even kissed me. If you don't want it, it would be a waste."

My father smiled and said, "You're a little money grubber. Do you want money when you see it?"

"Dad