Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart



Lil Qi had actually…

Ji'er bit her lip. She actually quite liked this naughty side of Lil Qi.

She tried to calm down her wildly beating heart.

Ji'er felt that she was liking Lil Qi more and more.

The thought that she was about to leave him wiped off the smile on her face and she began to feel a moody pain in her chest.

Lil Qi was the last person she could bear to be apart from, but there were some people she never wanted to see again.

If she could not bring herself to hate them, she would choose never to see them.

She knew that choosing to avoid the problem was a display of weakness.

Chu Qi came back, slightly wet, to the sight of his little princess sitting at the head of the bed, crumpled up while hugging her knees.

It was a position that plainly showed extreme insecurity.

Chu Qi felt a stab of pain in his chest.

He went to her and embraced Ji'er.

When Ji'er realized he was there, she put a hand on his shoulder, smiling as she said, "Lil Qi, do you think our future child would look resembled you or me more?"

Chu Qi was stunned to suddenly hear such a topic.

He lowered his head to look at the girl in his arms, who was still pretty much a child.

To be honest, he had never thought about this, but…

Ji'er's and his child?

An expectant look appeared in his eyes.

"I have no idea." He shook his head. He paused before adding, "But I hope our children would look more like you."

Ji'er shook her head. "That won't do. If it's a girl, it would be fine. But it would be bad if it's a boy. If we have a boy, I hope he looks like you."

A smile twinkled in Chu Qi's eyes. "Alright. It will be whatever you say it is."

Ji'er pulled his hand and placed it on her belly. "I hope that we'd get a boy, though." A boy that looked just like him. That way, she would just stay by her son's side. Even if she would never see Chu Qi again, she would not feel so sad.

"Ji'er, you're being biased." Chu Qi was a little surprised at her thoughts. "I hope that you will have a girl. A girl that looks as pretty and adorable as you."

Ji'er denied it. "I'm not preferring a boy over a girl." All she wanted was a son that looked like Lil Qi. A girl would be a good thing as well, but she wanted a son right now. However, if she did have a girl, she would cherish her too. She would treasure her daughter and never allow her to suffer or be made to feel like she was not welcome in this world.

Her eyes dimmed at this thought.

However, she smiled again after a blink of an eye. "It's too early to tell, anyway. Nothing has happened yet. How could I get pregnant so easily after spending just one night together?"

Chu Qi hesitated and said, "Ji'er, you're still young. It's not too late to consider children after a couple of years."

Ji'er's heart sank but she forced a cheerful tone. "There's nothing wrong about it. My mother was only fifteen when she was pregnant with me and my siblings."

The look on Chu Qi's face changed when she mentioned the Empress.

Even though he did not remember what happened, he had heard that Her Highness almost died during her difficult labor.

He did not want Ji'er to suffer through that as well.

"Ji'er, let's talk about children at a later time. We'll just go with the flow for now." He hugged her again, not letting his concerns show.

A woman giving birth was akin to taking one step toward death. It was quite dangerous.

He did not feel it was necessary for them to have children. It was fine if they did not have any.

"You're right." Ji'er nodded and did not press him anymore.

Chu Qi's mood for bedding her had completely disappeared after this conversation.

"Ji'er, it's getting late. Let's go to sleep."