Chapter 179 My Everything

• “What kind of parenting do you want? Are we going to be strict, be chilled and cool parents, or?” I asked later at night, having talked nearly through the night. It reminded me of the song ‘pillow talk’.
• Ryan fell silent, in deep thought. I ran my finger down the side of his face for the millionth time probably.
• “How was your childhood like?” I asked without even thinking then I shook my head, “sorry, you don’t have to tell me,” I quickly said. I knew it wasn’t a colorful one which he could just easily speak of.