“Lollipops.” Boruto repeated his wife, his brows
furrowing at what she had just told him.
Sarada was laying on the couch, wearing a top, her
hand traveling her eminent belly. She was two months pregnant and recently,
Boruto noticed Sarada and her hormones had been battling a strong fight for
control inside her. He also realized her hormones had won quite frequently.
The blond boy was standing next to her, glancing down,
fighting the urge to sit down and pull her to a tight hug. He knew that if he
actually did it, he wouldn’t let go of her.
You know, if in 2008 you had told me that my ship would not only end up together, but they would get married, have two beautiful children, and we would actually get another series about them just as an excuse to watch the inner dynamics of their family, I would have laughed at your face.