Xiuyun was right, the Wilson family really has a lot of rules.
Ran Xiangsi lazily leaned on the rattan chair, cooling off, looking at the few shining stars in the dark sky, and let out the 397th sigh.
"Sigh... Rui'er, what day is it today?"
"Young Madam, today is the seventh day since you and the young master have been sleeping in separate rooms." Rui'er was an honest child, and replied plainly when Xiangsi asked.
Yes.
Ran Xiangsi and Xing Chen have been sleeping in separate rooms for seven days!
Xiangsi touched her stomach, listlessly sighed again, "Baby, are you missing Daddy?"
Rui'er watched from the side and laughed, "Young Madam, it's you who is missing the young master, right?"
"No way..." Xiangsi turned her head, her eyes lowered slightly, her gaze somewhat dim. "It's just strange, why aren't we allowed to meet for half a month before the wedding?"
