No matter what, she couldn’t tolerate the taste of garlic and immediately shook her head sycophantically.

"And also carrots and broccoli, I won’t eat those either!"

"But carrots and broccoli are good things..." Jian Anning didn’t finish her sentence before seeing Yu Zexiao push the plate of garlic in front, and she immediately agreed weakly: "You’re right! Although nutrition should be balanced, you can’t force yourself to eat things you don’t want! I support you!"

Round one, draw.

Quickly, round two came.

This time it was at night.

Originally, Yu Zexiao thought, no matter what, having a baby, you have to "practice what you preach", right?

Who knew, in the evening, when he held her, his fingers ambiguously brushing over her freshly showered body, Jian Anning decisively pushed Yu Zexiao away, and sternly said to him: "No."

"Why not?" Yu Zexiao was on the verge of collapse: "You can’t exercise at night either, do you think you’re Holy Mary?"

"No." Jian Anning used her small hands to firmly press against his chest, unwillingly saying: "The book says too frequent activities like this aren’t good for having a baby."

"It says that?" Damn, which book is this from? So shameless! Yu Zexiao was furious, tomorrow—no, now he’s going to tear that book apart!

"The book says, it’s best two to three days a week, quality over quantity." Jian Anning declared confidently, "We already did it yesterday, so today and tomorrow are not okay, the day after that we can talk."

Yu Zexiao gritted his teeth: "The book says two to three days a week?"

"Yes."

"Did the book say how to distribute the week’s schedule?"

"Huh?" Jian Anning was a bit dumbfounded by the question, "That it didn’t."

Yu Zexiao instantly gritted his teeth and said without hesitation: "Then this week it’s today and tomorrow!"

"Hey, Zexiao... Oof..." Jian Anning was instantly pressed onto the sheets by Yu Zexiao, and before she could speak, Yu Zexiao enthusiastically stripped off her nightwear and her shorts.

Maybe because Jian Anning had been speaking seriously for a while, the fire in Yu Zexiao’s eyes became even more obvious.

"Zexiao, no!" Just as Yu Zexiao was about to proceed, Jian Anning actually pushed him away. This time, Yu Zexiao was absolutely furious: "Anning, what do you want!"

Jian Anning wasn’t really trying to stop him, she just——turned her head from underneath, pulled out the soft pillow, and stuffed it under her butt: "The book says——it’s easier to get pregnant if you prop it up."

Yu Zexiao was fuming, damn it, what kind of book is this? It sets rules for everything. He was displeased: "Does the book also say lifting your body makes it easier to get pregnant?"

Jian Anning rightly nodded.

Then, in the next second, Yu Zexiao forcefully pulled the pillow from under her butt and tossed it aside!

"Zexiao... the baby..."

"Want a baby? I have a better way!" Yu Zexiao’s face was full of anger, then he forcefully lifted her legs onto his shoulders!

"Ah! ――" She was stunned, feeling a bit off-balance from being lifted, before she realized anything, the man stared at her intensely, his voice somewhat dangerous: "What else does the book say, you better spill it all out at once or else..."