Han Qingrang brought over a plate of fruit salad he had just made and placed it in front of Zhiyun, "Zhizhi, try it."
Zhiyun looked at the fruit salad in front of her, and too many questions she wanted to ask were suppressed.
Forget it, let’s eat now.
First, she picked up a piece of diced mango and fed it to Han Qingrang's mouth. He opened his mouth and bit it. His lips brushed against Zhiyun's hand, as if he was biting her hand.
Zhiyun looked at her fingers and said, "I'm drooling."
So he took her hand and put it in his mouth.
Zhiyun: “…”
"vomit--"
Zhiyun suddenly reacted greatly.
Han Qingrang paused, his mouth loosened, and Zhiyun's hand fell down.
She looked at her fingers and had another big reaction: "Ugh—"
Han Qingrang anxiously protected her: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Zhiyun chuckled in her heart, but said seriously on the surface: "I'm pregnant."
Han Qingrang: "..."
Seeing him so dazed, Zhiyun just thought he was cute.
"Han Qingrang, what should I do if I'm pregnant again?" She pretended to be extremely anxious and worried as she discussed with him, "Are you ready for a second child? But I'm not ready yet. Little Tengsheng is still so young, and I had a caesarean section..."
She let her worries show.
While saying this, he didn't forget to secretly glance at Han Qingrang's expression at the moment.
Seeing him go from being briefly dazed at the beginning to becoming more and more serious later on, Zhiyun's heart skipped a beat.
Just when she was wondering what he might do or say, he replied to her in a very serious tone: "Then don't have a baby."
Zhiyun couldn't help laughing out loud, "Aren't you looking forward to our second child?"
Han Qingrang: "I haven't thought about it."
Zhiyun exposed him: "You have clearly thought about it. One night you whispered in my ear, saying whether you should wait a few years and have a daughter or something..."
Even if it was exposed.
Han Qingrang's reaction was also so calm, and he even replied to her seriously: "That's just dream talk."
Zhiyun: “…”
What a fucking dream!
But the next second, he took the fruit salad from her hand and put it on the coffee table.
By the time she reacted, she had already been pressed down on the sofa by Han Qingrang. "Zhizhi, I've thought about it carefully."
Zhiyun took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, "What have you thought about?"
Han Qingrang said, "I don't want a daughter."
"Why?"
I remember that before giving birth to Xiao Tengsheng, Han Qingrang had thought about having a daughter.
He even had an argument with Qi Ren because Qi Ren said that Han Qingrang would never have a daughter even if he had three sons.
He was also angry.
Han Qingrang kissed the tip of her nose, and finally rested his forehead against her chin. His light breath landed on the crook of her neck, making it a little itchy.
He said, "I just feel that if I don't have any more children, a daughter wouldn't be good enough, and I don't want a son either. When Teng Sheng is older, I'll leave her to them and we can go live our own lives, okay?"
Live our lives?
Is it just a world for her and him?
But Zhiyun thought of Xiao Tengsheng who was directly abandoned by Han Qingrang: "You are Xiao Tengsheng's father, look at what you said."
Han Qingrang: "He should have started to be independent earlier."
Zhiyun: “…”
How early is the beginning of independence?
One year old?
Zhiyun suppressed her laughter and said, "You are too harsh on your son. Be careful that he will pull out your oxygen mask when you are old."
Han Qingrang just smiled faintly.
He reminded her: "Zhizhi, what I just said..."
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