The foremost Alpha‘s bride
Lola shrugged, "He has a good time chatting with me, doesn't he?"
Caesar said calmly, "So, do you really want so many children?"
Lola said, "If you're the one giving birth, the more the better, it's fine to give me an army."
Caesar: "Don't fantasize."
He sighed, pressed his temples, and Lola handed him an orange: "Caesar, peel it, I think my fingers are cramping."
Caesar refused: "You're giving me a headache."
He closed his eyes, and for a while, he heard the rustling sound of rummaging through a bag. When he opened his eyes and looked sideways, Caesar saw Lola pulling out a box of medicine from her bag.
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