Li Yi looked at the bashful little woman in his arms, feeling a stirring in his softest place. Ni Xuanyi felt the light dim as Li Yi's lips descended upon hers, touching her lips tenderly with a familiar masculine scent enveloping her.,No matter if it was a boy or girl, they were still their child whom they loved equally.,Ni Xuanyi wore a comfortable maternity dress, her hair not tied up, sitting quietly by his side, munching on an apple and watching him.。