The phrase "bear a noble son soon" made Zhi Wan's face flush bright red.
She pouted coquettishly. "Don't be ridiculous." With that, she turned away, intending to pick up the auspicious fruits from the mattress.
A flutter went through Lu Zhan's heart, and he hugged her from behind. "How am I being ridiculous? Isn't that what these fruits represent?"
Zhi Wan's body trembled slightly, but she ignored him and continued picking up the fruits.
Lu Zhan didn't say anything more and helped her gather them.
After a short while, they finally finished picking up all the fruits and placed them on a plate.
Their eyes met, and Zhi Wan suddenly felt a little hot.
"I... I'm a little thirsty," she said in a low voice, lowering her gaze.
"Mm," Lu Zhan grunted, getting up to pour her a cup of water.
Zhi Wan took the cup and drank from it in small sips.
"Still thirsty?" Lu Zhan asked when she finished.
Zhi Wan shook her head. "Not anymore."
