Maisie Rogers picked out the crib, looked at Ivelle, and said, "It's all right for both men and women. He can use these things before he is three years old. If he really doesn't like it, we'll buy other things when he is born."

There seemed to be nothing wrong with that.

They bought in bits and pieces. In her pregnancy, she would start to get fat and be puffy, so she had bought all the skin care things.

Moving things into the car, Ivelle couldn't help laughing, "Maisie, your godmother is more attentive than my real mother."

She smiled and suddenly hugged her with some red eyes. "Ivelle, leave...