When it comes to a man and a woman, and they’re still talking about "positions," how can there possibly be any illustrations? Wouldn’t illustrations turn it into a dirty magazine? Jian Anning blushed, "This, this should be understandable just by looking at it..."

"Understand what? Look, it’s so abstractly described." Yu Zexiao pointed to a passage, saying, "The man sits on the bed sheet, and the woman sits on the man, facing sideways and back towards him, with one arm wrapped around his neck. The man stretches out both hands, trying to open and lift the woman’s legs..."

"Stop reading!" Jian Anning was mortified, turning the page with a flushed face. Yu Zexiao was unfazed because this entire section was about the same topic. Turning past this page, the next one was another "position." He continued, "Look here, the woman is in front, kneeling on the bed sheet, supporting her body with her hands forward. The man kneels behind her..."

"Zexiao!" Jian Anning immediately closed the book, her whole face turning into a big tomato, "This book, this book..."

She didn’t want to criticize the book, after all, she used to treat it as gospel.

Sure enough, Yu Zexiao got serious, "Anning, we’re not young anymore. We should try hard for a child. You see, all those things you did before, like exercising every day, eating lightly, and paying attention to upkeep—honestly, it’s all preparation for pregnancy. You prepared so well before, why not be serious and meticulous at the crucial step now? Otherwise, when will we have a child?"

The words rendered Jian Anning speechless. Especially since Yu Zexiao’s expression was so serious, his tone so earnest; it felt like he was scolding a naughty student caught napping during class, akin to a disciplinary headmaster. Jian Anning blushed a bit, because previously when she asked Yu Zexiao to do this and that, it was all according to the book. This crucial step for pregnancy at night was unavoidable—unless she wanted a test tube baby.

Cooled down, she unabashedly continued "studying" this book with Yu Zexiao. She couldn’t tell how he managed to understand it, as they watched, he suddenly said he didn’t quite get what was written and suggested practicing it. Maybe it was his overly earnest expression, his furrowed brows were too serious, his tone too straightforward—she somehow clumsily followed his lead. In any case... by the time her consciousness thoroughly returned, she was already sitting on Yu Zexiao, facing him...

Yu Zexiao whispered softly in her ear, "Isn’t this how people have babies easier? Are we doing it like the book says? Should we change if we’re doing it wrong?"

Her response was to bite Yu Zexiao on the neck in shy anger!

"You, you idiot! You just want..." she said, angrily wishing to gnaw him to pieces. Who knew reading a pregnancy guide would let him trick her; she really wanted to knock some sense into herself—what was her IQ!

"Who said that? I clearly wanted... wanted to see if this is how it works." He spoke while panting and discontented with Jian Anning’s lack of movement, he propped up her legs with his arms as the book described, making sure she was obediently wrapped around him.

"You, you’re talking nonsense! You clearly want... besides, it’s almost dinner time."

"What are you afraid of, our parents would probably be happier knowing we’re trying!"