Suddenly, Sherman remembered the travel plans that Merlin had told her. Kingsley smiled faintly and said," If she was hiding from us, how are we gonna find her?"
After thinking about it, Sherman thought that this might be the case.
"She's a grownup with her own thoughts and ideas. I believe she had her reasons."
"Then let's go to sleep. You must be tired after a long day's work." Sherman kneaded his shoulder and then rested her head on his shoulder.
Kingsley held her into his arms. He liked to smell the faint orange fragrance emitted from her, which had an indescribable charming smell.
The door of the room was not closed, leaving a small gap through which the noise could be clearly heard from the living room.
Sherman got a little upset, and she knew that someone was freaking out again!
"When the baby is born, you can move here," Kingsley whispered, his warm breath tickling her ear.
"But I like my apartment better." Sherman looked up a t him.
"I like it, too, but it's too small. If we hire a baby nurse, I'm afraid there won't be enough space." Kingsley was imagining the future life.
"We'll talk about it later." Sherman thought for a moment and snuggled up in his arms, "I'm sleepy."
"Then let's rest." Kingsley closed the door of the room, then turned back and held her in his arms. His voice was so soft, "I can't wait to see him grow up."
Sherman was already sleepy and almost couldn't open up her eyes, but when she heard his words, she replied vaguely, "Me too."
"Good night, my babies." Kingsley leaned slightly and propped himself up on his elbow. He kissed gently on Sherman's forehead and belly.
Both Sherman and the baby were his treasures.
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