His Birthday

At this thought, Sigrid softened her tone as she replied, "Mom, this is Sigrid. We're all right. Don't worry." "Sigrid, remember to eat more and try to conceive a baby. He's not getting any younger and it can't be delayed any longer. After giving birth, you still have plenty of time to enjoy your lovey-dovey life together. Do you understand" "Yes, I understand." Despite Mrs. Toland's incessant reminder, Sigrid would delay a little longer. Having a child could wait. It takes time, after all. "Does George like the things I sent?" Sigrid blushed at this blunt question. When she saw the items on the bed, she whispered awkwardly, "He likes it very much." This time when they were to return, they had only intended to bring back so few things, and the rest was to be thrown away. However, George had secretly kept these erotic things in her luggage without her consent. How childish! She knew what Mrs. Toland was trying to hint to her, but she just pretended that she had no clue of it. Hearing th