A Sweet Girl Or a Naughty Boy?

Elizabeth sat on the bed, holding a fresh lemon in hand. She put the lemon by her nose and smelled it from time to time. Every time she did that, she sighed with satisfaction. James sat on the edge of the bed. When he saw her like this, he was amused, but he was somewhat depressed in heart. "Hey." Elizabeth waved at James, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so unhappy?" James glanced at her, "Do I look unhappy?" Elizabeth nodded, "Of course, or why do I ask you like this?" James said gloomily, "It's all because of your morning sickness. I'm... very upset now." Sure enough... he felt smug too soon. Elizabeth sighed, "I'm also a bit upset, but there's nothing we can do." She shrugged her shoulders, "This is the common reaction that many pregnant women have, and I can't control it." "However." Elizabeth continued, "The doctor said that I could smell lemon when I feel uncomfortable. I think it works. Look at me now! I'm not as uncomfortable as I was just now." In this morning, she fel