"Hey, what if we have a daughter in the future?"
The man pretended to look solemn, pursing his lips lightly and sighing softly. Then he raised his strikingly handsome eyebrows to watch his beloved little woman's reaction.
"What's wrong with having a daughter? Daughters are wonderful. Don't tell me, my dear husband, you prefer sons over daughters?"
Sure enough, Shang Xixia's little thoughts were completely incomparable to Gu Jingchen's slyness. The soft voice of the young woman carried a hint of playful reproach, mixed with urgency, as if she were desperate to know Gu Jingchen's exact feelings. Shang Xixia's delicate and beautiful face unconsciously leaned closer to the phone with a slight curve. Her long, thick eyelashes became even more defined under the phone's high-resolution camera, while her cheeks flushed faintly, making her look all the more enchanting.
