Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 166

He soon noticed me staring and raised his head to look at me, the corners of his lips rising to form a perfect curve as he asked conversationally, "Am I so handsome that you can get full just from looking at m e?"

"If looks can be filling, I would definitely be satiated looking at you." I was not stingy with my praises.

He seemed to enjoy listening to me say such things, bestowing a rare smile upon me as he said in a low voice, "In that case, would you like to go home and discuss sexual relations with me?”

I had not expected him to say something so suggestive in public...

Blushing, I lowered my head to gulp down my bowl of oats.

"Hahaha!" His prior gloominess vanished into thin air as he laughed unrestrainedly and jauntily.

"Hey, do you know what sort of girlfriend Mason’s family wants him to date? Are they particular about needing both their social statuses to match?" I hurriedly asked, taking advantage of his good mood.

Mason came from a family of doctors, and he was also an only child. His parents would definitely have high

expectations for him, and I could not help but begin worrying about Cecilia.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why are you so curious about Mason?”

Noticing the odd change in his expression, I lowered m y head and hurriedly said, "No, I just happened to think about that, so I decided to ask you. I'm just trying to talk to you!"

He lowered his gaze. "I don’t know."

We went to the baby supplies shop after eating. I had been the one who suggested shopping, but I ended up being the useless one after we walked into the store. Theo activated his shopaholic mode and threw all the baby supplies he had set his eyes on into the cart, making sure he only chose expensive products.

He quickly filled up several large shopping carts. The sales assistant behind him wore a broad grin on their face.

It hurt for me to watch because there were so many things we would never be able to find a use for. Suggesting we go shopping for baby supplies had merely been a stopgap measure since I knew he had been grumpy.

Who would have guessed...

Within half an hour, he had purchased everything the store offered that a child below the age of one could use. Due to the sheer number of items, he left the sales assistant with a delivery address before dragging me

out.

"Is there anything else you want to buy? Let's go to the third floor," he said as he got ready to head upstairs.

"No, I'm feeling a little tired. I just want to go home and rest," I hurriedly said. The scars from our last clothes shopping trip were still fresh to me, and I did not want to go shopping with him again.